The Washington herald., 1914-08-30

send out the crew armed and
spurred. If the sight of cake
walking grizzly don't stampede the
resident voters, Hannibal VIII.
They've never seen an ape. What
dye think?
Hannibal certainly did look like
J the devil, which was necessary,
with his sunken eyes, white brows,
and half-witted contortions,
ITS cinch, says l.
1--WE fitted Cleopatra out with
sail cloth jacket, and made some
white duck pants for her blushing
limbs. She looked real sporty, and
yachtlike till she sat in some grease
by the engine. Doc rugged up pi-
rate pants for Hannibal out of
red tablecloth, and tied a bread
knife on his belt. They made a
most solemn and laughable pair
as we rehearsed all the next day.
About twenty eniles up the
coast we rounded d point onto a
group of igloos.' When we spat-
tered up to the beach every live
thing swarmed to the water; old
and young, male and female, dogs
and children. A dirtier set of
Humans / never saw or smelled-
twas an off-shore breeze. They
CAPPED at us, distended with amaze
ments and modest confusions.
Doc ran the nose of the Bore.
ais onto the shingle, while we kept
hid; then as they gathered, he
swung onto the rope.
The boat vomiteG tones, rising
and rising, a hair at time, louder
and awfuller, till the hills ratified
and the moss few off in chunks a
shrieking pandemonium that grad
ually died away into long sob.
"Squaws grabbed their children
and scurried into the brush while
the men dried up into a bunch and
looked troubled. Then Cleopatra
i did the Palmer House out onto
the front deck, respondent in a
white outing suit, her baggy little
trousers looking terrible shiftless
and dirty from behind. She stood
up and went over the side onto the.
beach with a slush bucket in her
fore paws. That loosened the men
and they shook the sand out of
their 'muk-luks,' paving up the
bank TO the women, frightened and
panicky. They turned in time to
see Hannibal leap into the arena,
stripped and hairy, his bread knife
cleaning, and his face working.
One look and we owned the town.
When the last decrepit squaw had
scrambled over the skyline, we laid
on the deck and wept.
1T was a good fur season, and we
found some prime skins, red and
white fox, beaver, and two silver
grays. We took about thirty wal
rus tusks besides, and some bas-
kets. Then with a dozen fresh sal
mon for Cleopatra we pulled out
When it came down to actual
robbery, my morals wouldn't stand
for it.
1t is tough to hand EN- the
bunk this way agreed Doc; let's
make an even exchange, so they
can't kick We did. We left
twenty bottles OF 'Pericles, Peer
less Extirpator,' and a cigar box
full of watch springs.
For two hundred miles we har-
ried that coast without splitting a !
drop of blood, and the patent med |
icine and main springs were going
fast.
I'm afraid we've been paying
too liberal says Doc. If we run
out Of goods we'll be up against
the moral side of this affair, and
clean
AT last we came to quite a vii
lage. We found nothing but wom-
en- and children, as the men were
up in the hills hunting. The
squaws melted screaming up the
creek when we blew the whistle.
There was one real house built
OF logs, sort of store. It's a trad
ing post says Doc. Amt that
swell? Look at those furs over
head He scrambled up a ladder
and then l heard:
What in! Say, Bill /! here's
a girl
He hauled her down into the
light, and she was mighty easy to
look at; red and plump as a ripe
salmon berry, and most scared to
death.
"'Ain't she a peach?'
awful white for an Indian
says I. i
az amt Ipjun,' she says, with
comningled embarrassnents and
My ole man trader,
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