New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1920-02-06

boat and headed for the distant shore
Arriving at the Golden Cloud. the.
realized that they must make up fol
lost time, and the liberality with which
drinks were ordered was a revelation
to the astonis' ed cook.
The journey to the ship was a diff
cult me-. When they had almos
reached the wharf old Daniel suddenl,
sat down in the road and bemOanet
the fact that he had lost his breath
Its like losin' a bottle O. whisky
he remarked. laughing weakly at his
own wit.
After much trouble they got theiI
fallen brother over the side and into
his bunk, then sought their own. A
moment later they added their voices
to the symphony of snores that made
hideous the ~forecastle version of the
Silly night.
At five o'clock the next morning the
cook spoke. His was the voice of one
who has sought the world and come
away ~saddened by the contact. of one
who croons over a regrettable past.
and the bright treasures buried there.
Go to sleep. you fool" roared Dan.
iel from his bunk.
sleep nothin'," groaned the cook. Il
carn't find my money"
He got out of his bunk and. going
over to the table, paused. like a
star in a spotlight, in a gray sheet
of morning twilight that filtered
through the hatchway.
By this time the men were sitting
up in their hunks.
"Wot's the matter with you?" Dan.
iel wanted to know; you gave it to
your wife. Ave you forgot SO soon?"
"Wife?" the cook answered. Wife?
Why. | amt seen 'er fer two years"
Daniel cleared his throat, and the
men leaned forward open-mouthed.
Il don't mean that un." he said loud
ly; Il the un wot you married
last night"
The cook gave one gasp. then sank
Imply into a chair.
The one | wot?' he shrieked.
There's none so blind as them as
will not ear" returned Daniel testify:
the wife you married last night. l
said. Over in Mapping"
Mapping" repeated Cook blankly:
Wrapping. That's where the first n
used to live"
Maybe you married 'er again." Joe
Martin put in, but the cook shook his
head v%ehemently.
NO." he said firmly, there amt no
man OF earth unlucky enough to
marry 'er twict. Onct maybe. but
not twict."
Don't worry on that score" Daniel
treasured him; lit weren't 'er. II was
your yaller.'aired friend. Purity as
a pictur'. you know, with bright red
cheeks. Peter. wot's the penalty fer
bigamy?"
Seven years." answered Peter
promptly.
But | was the worse fer licker."
groaned the cook.
They doubles ii in that case" said
the old man cruelty; two times seven
is-a very ard punishment he
ended lamely. Mathematics was not
his specially.
The cook laid his head on the table
and moaned brokenly. Married! Mar
ried to that" Then suddenly he
rose in his wrath and the f~orecastle
trembled.
And you let me do it," he roared:
you stood by IN let me do it? Fine
you are"
"'Old on. my lad" interrupted Pc
ter Smith. "'old on. We couldn't 'elp
ourselves. Fought with you like H.
gers, we did. But you was set on get
tin married"
The shadow of a suspicion crossed
the cooks face.
"Where'd ! git the license?" he de.
handed: 90 performed the ceremony?
90. | say"
Let this be a lesson to you" put
Daniel hastily; leave wimmin
alone, my lad. They're a bad lot.
Stick to-"
but HtlC hS was lDtCII uDttu ny a
mad shrek from Joe Martin. who was
wildly searching his trousers pockets.
Where's my watch?" he roared.
Daniel turned to investigate and fol.
owed suit.
o Where's mine?" he beloved.
An my money!" continued Joe.
An mine-two months pay?" fol-
owed Daniel.
Here the attention of the company
vas called to Peter Smith, who sat,
doleful object on the edge of the
Junk, his trousers pockets outward,
IN his knees.
She 'ad yaller' air" he said bro
ienly, IAN | trusted 'er."
At that instant an expression of un-
came into the cooks
yes.
Il begins to remember now" he said
Remember wot?" they inquired.
MY weddin'." Cook responded; 'wot
dainty little affair 1t was. to be
ure! An 'ow sweet the bride looked
rhen Daniel ere stepped up an
Used 'er an give 'er is watch"
Give 'er wot?" shouted the late
eformer.
Take it, you says, take 1t, my dear.
IN 'ere's a little money! mere trifie
two months pay-take that an well
ONE, n NAV God bless you An
hen Joe ere
You damn fool you!" cried the en-
aged Daniel. they was M
Teddin'!"
Joe ere" continued the cook, re
teps up an 'ands over is watch an
honey. Wanted to give 'er is shirt,
DO. but I stopped i'm"
You lie!" bawled Joe.