Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1921-12-15


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'Hum-m-m Strange you didn't say
nothin' To me about this till l had
TO pry it out O you, Bart"
"Wen. Scraggsy was feelln' so dog
gOned blue"
The TRUTH" Mr.. Glbney insisted
firmly, "the truth, Bart"
"Wel, Scraggsy asked me not to say
anythin to you about it,"
"Sure. He knew I'd kill the deal.
lie knew better'n to try to nick me for
three hundred bucks on his DANCED,
worthless note. Bart, why'd you do
itf'
ooh. HI, Glib. be good Teller"
poor McGuffey pleaded. Don't be
too hard ON OF Scraggsy."
"Were discussln' you, Bart. Pears
TO me you've sort o. lost confidence
in your old shipmate, amt you?
Pears that way to me when you act
sneaky like"
McGuffcy brdled. Il amt sneak"
"A rose by any other named be
just as sweet" Mr.. Gibney quoted.
you poor, misguided slmp. II you
ever see that three hundred dollars
again you'll be a lot oldcr'n you are
now. However, that amt none o. my
business. The fact remains, Bart, that
YOU conspired with Scraggsy to keep
things away from me, which shows
YOU amt the man l thought you were,
SO from now on you so your way an
I'll 60 nine
IL GOT a right to do as ! blasted
please with my money" McGuffey de-
tended holy. 81 amt no child to be
lecturcd to-
"Consderin' the fact that you
wouldn't have had the money to lend
IL it hadn't been for me. l allow Tm-in-
suited when YOU use the said money
TO give ana an comfort to my enemy
I'm through"
McGufey, smothered In guilt, felt
nevertheless that he had to stand by
his guns, so 10 speak. "StgY through
if you feel like It," he retortcd. where
dye get that chatter? Amt free,
white, an twenty-one year old?"
Mr.. Gibncy was really h0rt. YOU
poor boob" he murmure6. us Tie
old game o. settin' a bcggar on horse
back an secin' him ride to the devil.
or sippin' a gold ring in a pigs nose.
an ! figured you was my friend!'
well, amt ~
"Fooey. Fooey! Don't talk to me.
You'd sell out your own mother"
"Gib, you tryin' to pick a fight with
me-"
NO but / would if l thought /
wouldn't git a footrace instead Glib
ncy rejoinei scathngly. "Cripes,
what a double-crossin' been handed
Honest, Bart, when it comes to that
sort o work Scragss is in his infancy.
You sure take the cake"
81 amt got the heart to clout you
an make YOU eat them words" Dir.
McGulfey declared, sorrowfully.
You mean YOU amt got the CUTS"
Mr. Gibncy corrected him. Bart,
got your number Goodbye"
Mr.. McGuirey had a wild impulse to
cast himself upon the Gibney neck
and weep. bat his honor forbade any
such weakness. so he invited Mr..
Gibney 10 betake himself to II region
several degrees hotter than the Mag
gie's engine room; then, because he
feared to linger and develop a senti-
mental weakness he turned his back
abruptly ana descended TO the said
engine room.
On his part, Adelbert p. Gibney en-
tered the cabin and glared long and
menacingly at Captain Scraggs. I'll
have my time" he growled presently.
Give it to me an give it quick"
The very intonation of his voice
warned Scraggs that the present was
not time for argument or trihing.
Silently he paid Mr.. Gibney the money
due him; in equal silence the navi-
eating officer went 10 the pilot house.
unscrewed his framed certificate from
the wall packed it with his few be-
longings. and departed for Scab John
ny's boarding house.
Hello" Scab Johnny saluted him at
his entrance. "Cuit the Maggle?"
Mr. Gibney nodded.
want a trip to the dark blue?"
Lead me to it," mumbled Mr.. Glib
ney.
'Itll cost You twenty dollars, Glib.
chief mate on the Rose OF Sharon,
bound for the Galapagos islands. seal
ing"
"I'll take it, Johnny" Mr.. Glbney
threw over twenty-dollar bill, went
to his room, packed all Of his belong
ings. paid his bill to Scab Johnny, and
within the hour was aboard the
schooner Rose of Sharon. Two hours
later they towcd out with the tide.
Poor McGuffey was stunned when
he heard the news that night from
Scab Johnny. When he retailed the
information to Scraggs next morning,
Scraggs was equally perturbed. He
guessed that McGuffey and Gibney
had quarreled and he had the poor
Judgment to ask McGuffey the cause Of
the row. Instantly, McGuffey informed
him that that was none of his dad
fetched business--and the incident was