The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-11-18

simply grand. I'll pull ten thousand out of this job.''
 Mir Gibney whist1ed shriIly through his teeIh
 That's the ticket for soup,'' he said admringly. "I tell you ,Scraggs, this soldier of fortune business may be all right, but it don't amount to much compared to being a sailor Of fortune, eh. Scraggsy? Just as soon as ico l quit my job in she Colom bian navy any come north for the pickn's |: No. I ain't been in their rot
 want to Irdny go aronnd 1;i,liD Ee neonIa thin6 =. There atn't no pleasure get tin killed in the mere shank of a bright and prosperous life a dead hero don't gather no moss. Scragssy. Reads all right in books but it don't appeal none to me. I'm for peace every time, so rightz away as soon as I heard of the trouble, says ! 4o myself: Things has been years. and they're due to shift things around pretty much. What them peons need is a man with an imag- got the money. Adelbert P. Gibney can supply the brainS' So I comes north to Los Angeles, shows the in surrecto Junta n1E medal and my hon. evear been on, jncludin' the gunboat Bogota, and I talked big and sweIled around and told lem 10 run in some arms and get busy. I framed it all up scraggsy. ossaI never did hear that phey' picked on you. I told that coffee coIored rat of a Lopez man to hunt up Scab Johnny and he'd set nm right, but if anybody had told me you had the nerve to run the Maggie in on this deal, Scraggsy, I'd a-called him a liar Scraggs, you're mucho-6 ,dnSt 6ueno-that is. you're all ] forget myself. Still, there's one end Of this little deal that I ain't exactly explained to all hands. If I'd a-known they was charterin' ahe Maggie, I'd nave blocked the game.''
 ''Why?" demanded CaDtain, Scraees instantly on the defensive.
 Not that I'm holdin' any grudge ag1n you. Scraggsy,' said MT. Gibney afably, but I wouldn't a.-had you no more now than I would when he was ruunin' in the green-pea trade. It's. because you ain't got no inauguration, and the Maggie ain't big enough for my purpose. Havin' the Maggie sort Of puts a crimp in my plans."
 Rot" snapped Captain scraggs.
 I've had the Maggie overhauIed and shipped a new wheel, and she's a mighty smart little boat, I'll teM you I'll land them arms in Descanso bay all right
 ''T know you will" said MT. Gtbnev sadly. That's just what hurts You see, Scraggsy, I never intended 'em Tor Descanso bay in the first place. There's nice healthy little revoIu- ton fomentin' down in the United states of Colombo, with Adelbert F. G1bney playin' both ends to the mid dle And there's dog-hole down on the Gold coas1 where I intended to land this cargo, but now that Scab Johnny's gone to work and sent me a bay scey instead of a. sea-goin' steamer, I'm in the nine-hole instead O dog-hole can never get as far as the Gold coast win the Maggie. her"
 :'But thought these guns and eredse ered caDfai5 m9 5os c the MeHisan guaw and Lopez toll me they was"
 Mir. Gibney groaned and hid his face in his hands. 'fScraggsy,'' he said sadly: "ia's cinch you ain't used the past four years to stimulate that imagination of yours. Of course they was purchased for the Nfexicans, but what was to preven3 me from lettin' ene N Mexlcans pay for them, help out on the charter of the boat, and then have me divert the cargo to the Unified States of Colombia, where I can sell 'em at @ clear profit, the o51 HoSf ef Petn to nothIn oan3I to speak of? Nov Maggie, and what happens? Why got to be honest, of course. I got to make good on my bluff. and "1Ae1C III IL LOT InoI NOtnln' hIt glory Can you hook chunk of glory for ham and eggs, Phineas Scraggs? Not on your life If it hadn't been for you putin in with water skiff, Pd-'
 MT. Gibney paused ominously and savavely bit the end of his cigar. As for Captadn Scraggs, every drop of blood in his body was IboiIing in de- fense of the ship he loved
 " oure a pirate,' he ShriIIed
 Ana Nou,re just as big a hornet as you ever was'' replied MT. Gibney. ain't wanted But still, whats the use of bawlin' over spils milk? we'u drop into San Diego for g. couple of hours and take on coal and about run down to Descanso bay in the dark. We might as well forget the past and put this thing through as per program Only I saw visions of a schooner all my own, scraggsv- and well, what's the use? Whats nhe use? Scraggsy, you're a natural-born Inar-plot. Always buttin' in, buttin' in, fit fer nodllin' but the green pea, trade. However.s l guess I can turn into my old berth and get some sleep Put the old girl under a slow bell and save your coal. We'll have to fool away four or five hours in San, Diego anyhow. and there ain't no sense in crowdin' the old hulk
 ''Gib." said Captain Scraggs. twas that really your 1ay-bo steal the cargo doub1e-croas the dnsurrecho 5unta, and sell out to a turin coun- tdy?"
 "of course it was" said MT. Gib- ney pettishly. 'They all do such things in the banana republics. Why should I be an exception? There's half dozen different gangs figh1in' each other and the government in Mexico, and if I don't deliver these arms, just see all the lives I'll be savin'- And after I got the cargo into psached on, the rebels lhera. and got | a reward for it, and saved a lot more lives, and come away rich and re- spected."
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