Cheyenne record., 1918-10-31

sailed under . Cap,n Pearson from
there once. James PAarson his name
was"
"Hs was my great-uncls. was
named for him. Ny name II James
Pearson also"
~Whatr" Captain Nlisha was hugely
dehshted. "Ar. Pearson, shake hands.
I want to ten you that your Uncle
Jim was Q seaman Of the kind you
dream about, but seldom meet. was
his second mate three v'yases. Ny
nAmeia Elisha Warren"
Mr.. Pearson shook hands and laugh.
ed good humoredly..
''Glad to meet you, Captain War.
ren," he said. "And I'm glad you
knew Uncle Sam. As q youngster he
was my idol. He could spin yarns that
were worth listening TO-"
II bet youl He'd seen things wuth
yarnin' about. SO you amt q sailor,
hey? Livin' in New York;"
The young man nodded. "Yes," he
said. Then, with dry smile: '.If you
call occupying hall bedroom and eat
ing at third rate boarding house ia.
BILE living. Howevel. it's my own fault.
I've been q newspaper man since I left
college. But threw up my job six
months ago. Since then I've been free
lancing."
"Have, heyr' The captain was too
polite to ask further questions, but he
had mot the slightest idea what "free
lancinGs might be. Pearson OWNED
HE v~z.1~DSA. ~v,A ~Or1.lnn<N
1--WE had feeling" he said, 'tthat I
might write magazine articles and sto-
ries-yss, possibly q novel or two. It's
q serious Disease. but the only way to
ind out whether It's chronic O. not =
to experiment. That's what I'm doing
now. The thing I'm ut work on may
turn out TO b sea story. 30 spend
some time around The whaxve0 and
aboard the few sailing ships In pogt
picking up material"
Captain Elisha pattsd hin en the
back.
"Now, don't ysu Ct discouraged" he
said II used to have IN idsa that
novel wfitin' and picture paintin' was
poverty Jobs for men with healthy ap-
petites, but I've changed my mind. !
don't knows yOuT believe Il, but I've
| just found out for fact that some
painters get $4,000 for one picture :.
for one, mind you'll, And Q little mite
Of thing. too, that couldn't have cost
scarcely anything 10 paint. Maybe
novels sell for just 20 much. I don't
know"
His companion laughed heartily.
"I,m afraid not, captain" he said
"few, At any rate. should be salts
fed with considerably less to begin
with. Are you living here in town.
"Well-well, I don't know. amt
exactly Mvin', and I amt exactly board
In. But. say. amt that the doctor
callin' Jour
It was the steward, and there was an
anxious ring in his voice. Pearson ex-
cussd himself and hurried out of the
cabin. Captain Elisha fingered for. 4
nnal look about. Then he followed
leisurely, becoming aware ~ be
reached the open air Of loud voices IN
angry dialogue.
Entrances to the Empress Of the
Oceans cabins were ON the main deck,
and also On the raised half deck at the
stern, near the wheel, the pinnacle and
o@cefS corned beef tubs swinging in
their frames. From this upper deck
two flights Of steps led down to the
main deck below. At the top of one
Of these flights stood young Pearson,
cool and alert. Behind him half crouch
ed the japanese steward, evidently very
much frightened. At the foot of the
steps were grouped three rough looking
men. foreigners and sailors without
doubt, and partially intoxicated. The
three men were an ugly lot, and they
were all yelling and jabberinE together
IN q foreign lingo. A the captain
emerged from the passage to the open
deck he heard Pearson reply in the
same language.
whats the matterr hs asked.
Pearson answered withsut turning his
bad = -
, Drunken Sailors" he explained.
Part ct The crow here. They've besp
uptown, got fun and cu1se hack 10
square . grudCs they seem 10 have
aeainst tAs seward Tn telling then
they'd better give up and 90 ashore, II
thaU know whs4 tAey'D ven a."
The three fellows b. tAe ladders loot
were consulting togsth9. O. The whaff
were hah q dozen lodnessa, collected ~
the prospect q Q row..
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