Williams news., 1922-06-16

| pot, if we're gOin' to turn over new
 leaf an be Christians, let's sail under
 a full cloud O canvas By Neptune, that's so, Glib. This | feller did us an awful dirty trick, but
 at the same time there ain't a coward | ly bone in his hull carcass. I ain't forgot how he stood to the guns that day off the Coronados when we was | atta cked by the Mexicans." Stake the feller, Gib," advised Me Guffey. and wiped away vagrant
 tear. He was quite overcome at his
 own generosity and the manner in
 which it had touched the hard heart
 of the iniquitous mate.
 MT. Gfbney laid five one-hundred-
 dollar bills in the mates palm.
 "Goo6-by," he said gently, "an' see if you can't be as much of a man an
 as good a sport hereafter as them you've wronged am who's forgive you fully and freely
 One by one the three freebooters of the green-pea trade pumped the stricken mates hand, tossed him scrap of advice, and went overside in- to the small boat which was to take them ashore. It was q solemn parting and MT. Gfbney and McGuffey were snuffling audibly.
 The next day, as the Hilonian steamed out of the harbor, bearing the syndicate back to San Francisco, they looked across at the little Maggie II for the last time, and observed that the mate was on deck, experimenting three Kanaka sailors who were hoist ing supplies aboard from bumboat
 Commodore Gibney bade his first command a misty farewell.
 sCOnd-h in hn Iad waved his hand. -'Gawd! You was witch in a light wind."
 Seven days after leaving Honolulu the Hilonian steamed into San Fran cisco bay. The syndicate could not wait until she had tied up at her dock, and the minute the steamer had passed quarantine MT. Gibney hailed a pass ing launch. Bag and baggage the happy quartette descended to the launch and landed at A1eiggs wharf. Mir. Gfbney stepped into the wharfin- gers office and requested permission to use the telephone.
 "What's up, Gib?' demanded Cap tain Scraggs.
 'I want to phone for a automobile to come down an snake us up town in style. This syndicate ain't a-goin' to come rampin' home to Gawd's coun- try lookin' like lot O Eyetalian ped dlers. We're goin' to the best hotel an we're goin' in style.''
 With the assistance Of the wharfin- ger an automobile was summoned, and in due course the members of the syn dfcate found themselves enscOnced iD q fashionable suite in San Francisco's most fashionable hotel. Mr. Gibney stored the syndicate's pearls in the ho- tel safe, deposited an emergency roll with the hotel clerk, and banked the balance of the company funds in the names of all four; after which the syn dicate gave itself up to a period of joy unconfined.
 At the end of a week of riot and revelry Mir. Gfbney revived sufficiently to muster all hands and lead them to q Turkish bath. Two days in the bath restored them wonderfully, and when the worthy commodore eventually got them back to the hotel he announced that henceforth the lid was on-and on tight. Captain Scraggs, who was hard to manage in his cups and the most prodigal of prodigals with steam | up to a certain pressure, demurred at | this.
 ''No more slzy-larkin', Scraggsy, you | old cut-up,' MT. Gibney ordered. we | had our good time comin' after all | that we've been through, but it's time | to get down to business agin. Riches | has wings, Scraggsy, old salamander, | an even if we are ashore, I'm still the Now, set around an we'll hold a meetin'.''
 He banged the chfffonier with his great fist. "Meetin' O. the Maggie syn 1icate," he announced. ''MeetinIl | come to order. The first business be- fore the meetin' is a call for volun- teers to furnish money-makin' idee for the syndicate"
 Neils HaIvorsen shook his sorrel lead- He had no ideas. B. McGuffey, Esquire, shook his head also. Captain Scraggs wanted to sing.
 q see it's-up to me to suggest some -hin'." MT. Gibney smiled benignly, as if a money-malzfng idea was the easiest hing on earth to produce. '"The last I hing remember before we went to hat Turkish bath was us four vfsitin' fortune teller an havin' our fortunes -oId past. present an future, for a 1ollar throw Anybody here .remem- per what his fortune was ?"
 It appeared that no one remembered, not even MT. Gibney: He therefore continued:
 .'The chair will -app'int MT. McGuf- o wait on one. O. these here clairvoy- ,nts and have their fortunes told igin."
 McGuffey, who was as superstitious IS a negro. seconded the motion heart