The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1914-08-08
Newspaper
Written by Charles Goddard,
the Distinguished Playwright Tie; "" 1.-THE Mslead
ing Lady" "The Ghost Breaker" "The Man
from the Sea" Etc.

from the
regret that pirates were extinct. A pirate
would have been very useful 10 the secre-
tary just then
However there were other cutthroats.
plenty OF them. and perhaps some other
kind would do. There were gunner, for
instance, but an honest District Attorney
had lately made these murderOus gentle
men OF the underworld almost as quiet as
pirates He was still pondering when
Hicks called again on the telephone. This
time the secretary responded and made
an immediate appointment in cafe near
Forty-second street
Owen related the events Of the week,
ending with Pauline's hankering for
pirates The two men got their heads to-
gether and rapidly evolved a plan.
From the cafe they took a taxi and rode
along the water front, first on one side of
the island OF Manhattan and then on the
other. The cab stopped near the worst
looking saloons, while the two schemers
entered and looked over the sailors and
longshoremen refreshing themselves at
the bars After covering several miles of
water front they had collected as many
as a dozen abominable barroom cigars and
a few r1ually dubious drinks but had not
yet found what they were looking for.
On Front street they both saw man,
and both cried out;
Look there he is"
The man was a Withholding specimen.
He had the rolling gait of the deep sea.
sguiuting eve gave him a villaiuous leer,
while a b-istly beard and long gray hair
made him d ferocious spectacle. His age
was doubtful, as the lines IN his rudy
skin might have been cut by dissipation
as much as age The most prominent feat-
ure OF his unlovely countenance was
al nyv IN
sunburn or rumburn.
"If he isn't a pirate he ought TO be one"
said Owen.
The man carried the top of a ships bin
uacle as the round brass case which hOlds
a ships compass Is called. He entered the
dismal portal Of a marine junk shop. The
taxi was stopped discreetly block away
As Owen and Hicks approached the shop
they heard a loud argument going on in
side.
How much do you want for it?"
"Ten dollars. It's a bTand-new Negus."
"Ten nothing. You stole it, you son OF
a sea cook I'll give you dime for It,
u did not steal It, so help me - -!
The captain of that lime juiceT over in
the North River gave It to me for saving
his little gals life. He begged me to
take anything / wanted, but ! fancled this.
III tell you about it,.
side, heard a fearful and wonderful tale.
TO relate 1t in the sailors own words,
stripped Of the long deep-sea oaths. would
be as impossible as to pick the green
speCks out Of sage cheese.
in brief, the gentleman with the bin
nacle, sauntering innocently along the
docks Friday night, had heard conmo-
ton on the British tramp which he re-
ferred to as a lime juicer." Some fifteen
ronra cpg1b had invaded the
ship, overcome the captain, tied him down
and were about to kidnap his daughter.
The teller of the story had walked in ana
thrashed them all single-handed, driven
them on into the darkness, rescued the
little girl and released the captain. In
gratitude the commander had made him
present of the pinnacle head
At the conclusion of the story there was
pause, then the other voice answered:
You're a wonder. As / said before, I'll
give you 10 cents for the pinnacle and 30
cents for the story. Now you can take it
or I'll have you pincbed for swiping it,"
Gimme the dollar" said the hero of
the tale and moment later he passed
down the street with the two eayesdrop-
pers at his heels
The sailor man proceeding at rapid
pace, suddenly turned a corner Ike a
yacht iibing around a buoy and plunged
into a dingy saloon owen and Hicks
went in after him.
owen ordered and invited the sailor to
Join them. The mariner accepted with
alacrty, and entertained them with q
vivid description Of the character descent
and habits Of the bartender who listened
with Indifference as long as money was
in sight
The sailor and his new-found friends
grew quite sociable They learned that
his name was Nelson Cromwell Boyd that
he had deserted from the British navy at
tender age, and since then had been
through a series Of incredible adventures
and injustices, which disprOYed the old
adage that you can't keep good man
down. Among other things he had been a
printer for a while, thus accounting for
such Of his vocabulary as was respectable.
He took a particular fancy to Hicks.
At last owen intmated that he had a
business proposition to discuss and they
adjourned to the sidewalk.
"Do you want to earn some money!
asked Hicks.
well, that depends" said Boyd, doubt.
fully
EASY money" suggested owen.
That's the only kind worth going after,
commented the sailor
That's where we agree with you, my
friend" said Hicks 1--WE are after easy
money and plenty Of it. Plenty for us
and plenty for you, too. If YOU can keel
quiet about IT."
That's the kind OF talk | like to hear
But as honest man to honest man, ! want
to warn you that there mustn't be toe