The Cairo bulletin., 1914-08-22

What your manner" demanded BOYD
"Filipo"
Are you a nigger?"
Il guess 50; dunno"
well, what were your father and
mother?"
81 dunno"
That's funny; but what / want to
know Is how soon grub will be ready?"
Right away. senior"
"All right, Filipo; see that there Is
plenty OF It,"
pod foul my hawser, II this amt what
yer might call pleasant" declared the
pirate" showing his few and uneven
teeth In a smile that reminded Pauline OF
the spiles OF an abandoned pier. Owen
offered him cigar.
mo, sonny, them boobBticks Is for
dudes and and-lubbers. Give me good
hunk of navy plug and pipe
So saying. he produced q short black
pipe and a plug Of tobacco from his
pocket and a knife from his boot. With
skill and celebrity he carved on slice, cut
II into cubes and rolled them into grains.
These proved to make exactly pipe full
not an atom more nor less
Pauline was pacing the deck apart from
the others. In a pleasant dreaminess she
was scanning the endless azure OF the
hushed waters. Her thoughts roamed
afar.
They roamed forward end backward
forward to the vague magic land OF ad'
venture, where she was to win treasure
and delight, fortune and falle; backward
to a big. lovely, spt~ss&ld house In New
York City, where q certain aA4 young man,
with brown, sarpiS hSss I'D shoulders
broad as sheEsfsas va6- must be p.ning
his heart assay lDa Der
Il Is so uRassss to 2aoW that some one
Is pining his heart away for you, when
you are 3e.ely away from his guardian
ship amid the pArll5 OF tho spanish MAN.
S ae one was whistl'ng Il tho SaSts.
PSaiiaA saAid no attention 20 it ct fis~a. ora
as the tune suddenly shifted TO The ysSS
latest musical comedy sir-int!oduCs& u
New York the night she went A~~y--shs
became interested. Owen never whmss~A
ant Hicks. she imagined, seldom wat %
na theatres.
The xag shifted from whistle to words:
"I'm gr~at!v wicked person
II there's anybody worse on
This terrestrial circumference OF guile
(Though very broadly doubt III
I should ike 70 know about 1t,
For want to be the blacklist thing en-
file.
"rm a baG-mad-man, ny dear.
I'm g liar and flyer ana lirty slccaneer'
I've done everything that's AWtul tnst o
human being can.
Pa a bad--Inae-l MAJ"
oTh& bad man song from Polly Peek
a-te.a' Harry and heAsd IL only swo
w.nkH ago." unused Pauline.
She was puzzled. How In the world
had the time OF the latest Broadway MI
sk-ucR its way to diAtan. Nassau In SUCH
tir,ey And who OF the yacht should De
Angling Il? Moved by a sudden whimsy,
aha stepped to the door OF the cabin and
rf,sd her own trained voice In the reply
Ing atanza Of the song:
SYes from Frisco to Madrid, you
Never did a good deed, dill your
oh. think it's fine for a man to be 60
wild!
They should be all Robin Hoody,
For ! hate the goody-goody.
And longed to meet a bandit when q
child"
You're q bad--mad-man, my dear,
You're a hater and traitor and gallant
chevaler.
But OF course. you are so shocking must
spurn you'll / can.
You're a bad-ma-a-d man.
She was rewarded for her venture only
by sudden silence in the cabin. Then
quickly the whistling was resumed. This
time it was weird, nondescTipt melody
OF the south seas. Pauline entered the
cabin.
There was no one there but the cook
In his dingy linen suit he was standing al
the table peeling potatoes and whisthng
He stopped as Pauline entered. A tall
po.erful man, though of slouching pos
ture he bowed deferentially.
"N. like me sing-no sing" he sug
gested.
con the contrary, like it very much
You sing very well indeed, Fillpo. Would
you mind telling me where you heard the
soug you were Just singing?'
"Big American man, up Nassau-h'
sing 'um Very fine man-big foo
daughter" replied Filipo.
"fou speak very good English wher
+. You sing remarked Pauline. "Wh!
don't you do It all the timer
The cook hesitated. He slashed vicious
At faNto