The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1918-08-03

Daniel Giro was the negro cook OF
the schooner Edward H. Cole, which
was sent to the bottom by a U-boat of
the Jersey coast; but there'l be nc
sons Of sea cooks in the Giro family
not If Daniel Giro knows it, and Dan.
ieIs "gwine ter keep fab, fab from de
oshun TO- evahmo'."
Daniel has gone to Maine, the home
of his ancestors. Not on the ragged
coast do Daniel and his family abide
He comes not from a family of the
sea. He comes from a family Of cooks
and has always lived in the interior
Daniel went to the barge Office to get
his discharge after he. with the rest of
the crew, had told his story to the
United States authorities. He said to
a reporter:
BOSS. what am de best way to get
to Maine? Nah folks don all live
dere and dey may have heard about
nah accident and be worried"
why, by way of Boston," was the
answer.
"Sure, I know dat; but what am de
best way ter get to Boston?'
eco on one of the Fall River boats"
"Bowtl" And a greenlsh hue over
spread the bronze of the Giro fronts
piece. Did yo' say bowt, boss? Nevah
no bowt, no mo- for muh."
The cook gazed refectively out OF
the window toward Battery park,
where a squad of naval reserve sailors
were drilling. A new light came into
his eye.
Cars for Him.
"See dem sallors?" he asked, "over
dere in de park. III neyah see sail
ors on the oshun any mo-. Dem sail
ors dey know sumpfn. Aim gwine to
Boston same way dey go. I'm gwine
In de cabs"
"What were you doing when the
U-boat hove in sight, Daniel?"
"'Twas on a Sunday a%ft'noOn, about
fO' O'clock, boss, ah was gettin' dinner
ready for de crew. I done kill TO chick
ems and 1 was gwine to have fried
chicken fO' de sailors. De stove In de
galley was red hot. An de cap'n put
his face down in the companyun way,
and SEE to muh: FYo' done got ten
minutes ter leave de bOwt.'
DE cap'n done used to kid me often
but when I done look up dey was no
lie on dat face in de do. I see de
cap'n he amt kiddin' muh dis time, an
I clum on deck. Suah huff. boss, der
was de U-bowt right off our bow, an
a little rOwboat a-comin' for us. / just
don cOuldn' berlieve muh eyes, OATS
all. I dun run down de ladder quick
again and All shut my eyes and put
muh finger on de red hot stove.
"Den All know 'twasn't no dream. 1
run up the companyun way to de deck.
and den de rowbowt came 1ongslde
and de cap'n he jumped on deck, and
says to muh in English just as good as
l spoke: Yer done got ten minutes
ter get off de bOwt,' and he held up his
ten fingers.
"'All I want is two, mistahr All
done tole him, an I held up two fin,
gers. Den de sailors came over de side
and dey all he'd bomms. Dey tOle muf
ter go down in the fo-castle and gel
muh buds. l looked at dem bOmms
and I don tole 'em An he'd all de close
l needed right dere on de deck.
mo, sub, I done get right in de life
boat wild de cap'n, and de German
sailors put de bomms down on de deck
two In de front of de schoonah an.
two in de back. We was rightabe.
tween de schOonah and de U-bbwt
Say, boss, doan let 'em tole yo' dose
U-bowts am little. Dat U-bOwt was
suah the biggest thing All ever saw in
my life. I neyah pulled an oah In nah
life.
Saw Another Sunk.
"We was off de schoonah bout five
minutes when de bomms went off and
de ~schoonah, wit all her sails up
sailed right to de bottom of de oshun
Den we knowed we was gwine ter
get it mex, but we Jess KEEP pullln' on
de Oahs. Den we see smoke on de
hOryzon, and de U-bowt, he seen it,
too. Fo' de fust time we felt safe.
De U-bowt put right TO de smoke, an
twenty minutes later, by de cap'n's
watch, we saw de steamer turn up an
go down, jes like our own schoOnah.
"We was picked up by a steamah
about eight o'clock dat night, an we
was mighty happy when de cap'n done
tole US we was bound TO New York.
Den he tole US dey was short of stok-
abs. Say, boss, All doan v shuv-
vel coal In all NAH life, but All was
the fust ter volunteer NAH services.
An de whole crew fOllered muh to de
stokehole. An ever time / dom open
de furnace do All don see dat U-bowt,
an All shuvveled coal like coal neb-
Der was shuvveled befoh.
mo mo- bowt TO me, boss. I wanna
get back to Maine. ter see nah folks
pow'ful bad, but not by de bowt. boss.
not by de bowt. All wanna 20 by de
cabs. An An nevah want to see no mo-
sailors on de sea, nevah mo-. like de