Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1922-03-03

/ NUdt III the SlSEn Oh siuAll boat TOWeC
by twS men. There was a very slight
sea running, and presently the men in
the small boat. watching their oppor
tunity By the ghostly light of the Ian
terms, ran their frail craft in uniel
the lee of the Maggie. The Ggure In
the stern sheets leaped on the instant
caught the Jacobs ladAer, climbed
nimbly over the side, and swore heart
lily in very good English as his feet
struck the deck.
Whats the name OF this floating
cotfinY' he demanded In chaln-locker
voice. 1t was quite evident that even
| in the darkness, where her many de
fects were mercifully hidden, the Mag.
gle did not suit the special envoy OF
| the Mexican insurrectos.
American steamer Maggie" said
the skipper frigidly. "Scraggs is my
name, sir. And If you don't like my
vessel
"Scraggsyl" reared the special en-.
voy. "Scraggsy, for a thousands And
the old Maggie of all boats Scraggsy
old tarpot, your fin Duke me, you
| dOggoned old salamander I"
"Gib, my dear boyi" shrieked Cap
tain Scraggs and cast himself into Mr.
Gibney's arms in a transport OF Joy
Mr.. Gibney, for 1t was indeed he
| pounded Captain Scraggs on the back
with one great hand while with the
| other he crushed the shippers fingers
| TO pulp, the while he called on all
| the powers of darkness to witness that
never in all his life had he received
| such a pleasant surprise.
II was indeed happy moment. All
the old animoSitics and differences
were swallowed up In the glad hand
clasp with which Mr. GIhney greeted
his old shlpmate Of the green-pea
trade. Scraggs took him below at once
and they pledged each others health
well. I'll be keel-hauled and skull
dragged" said Captain Scraggs, pro
ducing box Of UNDERGRADUATES
cigars and handing II to Mr. Gibney.
"Gib, my dear boy, wherever have you
been these last three years?"
Everywhere, replied Mr.. Gibney
| 4
ma and the Gold coast For two years
I've been navigatIn' officer on the Co.
lombian gunboat Bogota. When / was
young Teller did hitch in the navy
and become a tirst-class gunner, and
then | went 10 sea In the merchant ma.
rine, and got my mates license and
when / flashed my credentials on the
1 .
lombIa he give me Job at dos cienti
pesos orc" per. That's Spanish for
two hundred bucks gold month. I've
been through two wars and I got
medal for sinkn' n fshin' smack. !
talk Spanish just like native, don't
been savIn' my money. Some day
when l get the price together I'm goln'
back to San Francisco, buy me nice
little schooner, and 20 tradln' in tho
South seas. How they been comm
with you, Scraggsy old kiddo?"
Lovely" replied Scraggs Just
simply grand I'll pull ten thousand
out Of this job"
Mr.. GIbney whistled shrlly through
his teeth.
"Thats the ticket for SOUP" he said
admirngly. Il tell you, Scraggs, this
soldier OF fortune business may be all
right. but 1t don't amount to much
compared 10 haing a sailor Of fortune,
Ell, Scraggsy1 Just az soon as / heard
there was a revolution in Mexico l quit
my job in the Colombian navy and
come north for the picklns.
No, amt been IN their rotten little
army. Dye think | want to
go around KILN people? . There
amt no pleasure gettin' killed i'm the
mere shank of bright and prosper
Gus life a dead hero don't
gather no moss. Scraggsy. Reads all
right in books, but 1t don't appeal
none to me. I'm for peace every time,
so right away as soon as / heard Of
the trouble, says l to myself Things
has been pretty quiet 10 Mexico for
twenty years, and they're due TO shift
things around pretty much. What
them poems need Is a man with an
Imagination to help 'em out. and II
they've got the money. Adelbert =. Glib
ney can supply the brains So comes
north to Los Angeles, shows the in.
surrecto junta my medal and my hon
orable discharges from every ship I'd
ever been IN, includln' the gunboat Bo-
| gotta, and / talked big and swelled
around and told 'em to run In some
arms and get busy. framed It all up
| for this filibuster trip you're on,
scraggsy, only l never did hear that
they'd picked on you. told that cof-
fee-colored rat OF a Lopez man to
hunt up Scab Johnny and he'd set him
right, but II anybody had told me you
had the nerve to run the Maggie in on
this deal, Scraggsy, I'd a-called him
liar. Scraggs, you're muchO-bueno-
that is. you're all right. I'm 50 used
TO talkin Spanish forget myself.
| Stll, there's one end OF this little deal
that / amt exactly explained to all
hands. If I'd a-known they was char.
term the Maggie, I'd haze blocked the