The Raymer enterprise., 1918-08-01
Cap'n Ben's
Spy Glass
By JONATHAN BANG
Al 1hs Ngiiessss

Boston on my way home one evening
last fall, I caught sight Of q striking
figure that knew at once.
Taller than most men and slow In
his movements. his clothes a comblna-
tion of nautical and rustic, he stood
out like lone pine tree In a field. He
was the ideal type Of the old-fash-
ioned New England shipmaster. with
an eye as blue as the sky on summer
day. recalled how had first seen
him at a little town down East where
I was spending my summer vacation.
He was standing out on the wharf
looking out to sea through large spy
glass. We had got into conversation,
he had taught me how to use the glass
and had learned how greatly he val
ued It and had carried 1t around the
world with him on several voyages.
Seeing him again now in the crowd
ed station. went up to him at once.
"why. Cap'n Ben" I exclaimed,
"where in the world did you come from
and what are you doing In Bostonr
"Oh. my daughter is married to a
feller that works down In the market
district and I've been up here maxim
them a visit. I'm goln' back tonight
on the train. I'd rather go down by
boat, but they have pulled 'em all on
on account Of the war;"
swell, how is the old spyglassi" I
said. II presume you go down every
little while and have look around
Just as you did last summer"
Cap'n Ben paused minute before
he answered and then said, "There's
quite little yarn ter spin about that
old glass since you last saw her. My
train don't 90 for an hour and II you
have the time and would like to hear
1t I'll spin 1t to yer"
swell. Captain, a real yarn from a
real sailor isn't to be heard every day.
! think that we had better take one
Of these seats and you reel It of to
me-"
Old Man Did His Bit.
Eyer know" said Cap'n Ben after
being seated. II told yer last summer
that thought a powerful lot Of thnt
glass and I didn't think that she and
! woaiS ever part company. and DOW.
by lingo, I've suid i,sr, os 3ust as good
as sold her for a dollar"
why, Cap'n Ben," exclaimed, show
did that happen?"
"Well, I'll tell you" resumed Cap'n
Ben. "Ever since Uncle Sam went in
ter this war, I've felt meaner than a
skunk that want in 1t. ! wrote to
Washington and to some kind Of a
shipping board here In Boston offerin'
my services, but they wrote back
was too old. I amt but seventy-three
at that, and then. too, they said that
they wanted men who had experience
In steam and as I'd been on wind
jammer all the time I went to sea,
they didn't seem ter have any place
for me.
"Well, Of course. like everybody else,
was reading In the papers as how the
submarines were sinking vessels right
and left and how our boys on the de.
stroyers had gone over to help the
English ter destroy that special breed
Of sea lice, and one day I saw piece
saying that the navy was mighty shy
of marine glasses Of all kinds. II
seems that most Of them had been
made In Germany and We couldn't
make them here fast enough because
we had to have a lot Of 'em right
away quick, and this article said that
II anybody had a spyglass or n pair
Of binoculars, II they would send them
to the navy department they could use
them to mighty good advantage; II
said that Uncle Sam would pay dol
lar for the use of them and return
them after the war. but If they were
lost the dollar was to be the purchase
price Of 'em. It seems that they had
to give you the dollar. for there was
some kind Of a law that wouldn't let
you give 'em to the government.
swell. ! got to thinking the thing
over. and I concluded that II they
wouldn't give me a show, here was a
chance for the old glass to do her bit,
and sent her along. Ny name was
engraved on 1t, had that done years
ago, and In about a week got letter
from this man Roosevelt who is as.
sistant secretary Of the navy, saying
he had received 1t.
Glass Saved Thousands Of Men.
"Of course ! missed the old gal q
good deal, but ! didn't regret 1t fer a
minute. although I'll admit l didn't
bank much on ever seeing her ag'in.
"Well. do you. know about three
weeks ago / got one Of these letters
from across that had been opened by
the censor; couldn't imagine who II
was from, and l looked at It quite q
while before ! opened 1t, but when ]
did I sure got good surprise. I've
got the letter here In my pocket and
you can read 1t for yourself"
He took out a large, old-fashioned
wallet from an Inside coat pocket and
took a letter from Its spacious depths
and handed 1t to me to read.
"Mr. Benz. F. Buck:
"Dear Sir-I have In my possession,
nhna I'd fhn IL q &onnodo doaA.nuor