The Garland City globe. (Garland, Utah) 191?-1925, 1918-11-21

ering the hole The boats were put
over the side and we expected the ship
every minute to founder. Next day we
were towed into Punta Arenas, and
after two weeks the ship was again
made seaworthy.
At Talcahuana we shipped 20 Span
iards, or "hombres," as we called
them, to work the cargo. This doubled
my work, and prayed tbatI would
: die. II was nothing but misery to me.
must have peeled eleven million bar
rels of sppds; in fact, I never turned
In before six bells at night, and had
to turn out ut six bells in the morning.
After touching at 10 ports on the
west coast, discharging our cargo, we
left for n little island called Lobas,
where we were to take on a cargo of
guano. While working this cargo II
was misery for everyone on board; the
strong ammonia from the guano made
our eyes red and watery, and we could
only breathe by wrapping big handker-
chiefs around our noses and mouths.
The wind was constantly blowing. and
guano was even In our food.
Then, coming back, we touched Mt
Valparaiso, Chile. To me death seemed
ensier than the homeward-bound voy-
age, so one night Bill and I slid down
the anchor chain and swan to q "bum-
boat" lying near us. We gave the
Chileno 81 to row us ashore. He did
so. Dripping wet we crawled up onto
the stone quay and made trucks for
the town. We found that the dock was
enclosed by n tall from fence. At the
gate were two customs officers, who
Immediately put MS under arrest. Bill
and / had $40 In gold between us.
and, ms Is usual In South America, 1t
was n simple matter to bride the Gus
toms officials to let us through. This
cost us half Of our fortune. but we did
not care. Freedom was worth NIL Of II.
We were well into the town and feel
ing secure when we were held up by
a Chilean gendarme, who looked like
a walking arsenal. This cost us 81
more for our freedom. He left us In
hurry and went around the block.
We had walked about five minutes
when, bang another gendarme. This
cost us 81. After leaving him we were
more cautious, hiding our remaining
money In my shoe. Again we were
arrested. We said we had no money
and were hailed into the presence Of
the "commandante Of police" He
had one hundred and seventy-eight
medals on his chest and four thou
sand yards Of gold braid on his collar
and cuffs. He had us searched, but
did not find the money. Very much
disappointed. In broken English he In
formed us that our. ship was to sail
Mt four o'clock the next morning, and
that IL he found us In Valparaiso we
would be sent to the mines.
Shivering and trembling we wended
our way back to the dock and hunted
around for boatman. Bribing him
with our remaining money he Mt last
Drought us Alongside. just before the
gaagplnnk was lifted. The black
smoke was pouring from the single
funnel Of the Cushko. Then we went
before the captain, and he logged us
ten pounds t$50) each.
On our UNCONVENTIONAL passage
we went around the Horn and ran
into gale. The bos'n mutinied. Old
"One-eyed Gibson" cnme behind him
and laid him low with marlinspike.
Then, carrying him amidships, he
chained him to the iron steps leading
70 the bridge. He remained this way
for day and half. exposed TO cold
and icy wind. Strict orders were
passed through the ship that no one
was to approach him. That night,
under cover OF darkness, BIZ and l
sneaked him steamlng pot OF stew,
and some hot coffee. II he had lived,
we would. through this one action.
have gained n true friend for life.
From exposure he contracted pncu-
monia and died. He was buried at
sea. The carpenter sewed him In a
sack. and tying an old iron wheel TO
his feet, placed him on plank, and
while the captain read a rough burial
service the plank was tilted. and the
body of the bos'n went down to rest
In Davy Jones' locker.
The first port we touched at. the
consu's flag was holsted at the fore
mast. and blcary-eyed. hnlf-drunken
little old man came on board and was
closeted with the captain for about an
hour. When he came out he was
staggering, and his eyes, IL possible.
were more bleary. The captain lined
the crew up, and the consul, In a
thick and suffering voice, asked the
crew IL the bos'n had died from natu-
raj causes. Ninety per cent of the
men could not understand what he
said, and silence prevailed. At sea
silence means consent. i butted In
and said mo" I was standing next
to the mate. ! felt that gorilla-llke
hand of his pinching the back Of my
neck. and ] nearly tainted. Then the
consul went over the side into his
boat. and was soon pulling for the
shore. We lifted anchor and the port
was left behind.
Half way up the coast we ran out
of fresh water, and had u drink con-
densed water from an old squeaky
condenslng engine. 1t was brackish
and sickening. would have sold my
aouI fn. n.,a ttirlr Of claor cold wa fer