Cheyenne Wells record., 1922-03-23

Nothin' but glory. Can you hook
chunk Of glory for ham and eggs,
Phineas Scraggs? Not on your life. II
It hadn't been for YOU buttin' In with
your bla,ted. rotten bulk Of fresh
water skiff. I'd, a.
Mr. Gibney paused ominously and
savagely bit the end Of his cigar. AS
for Captain Scraggs, every drop or
blood In his body was boiling Id de-
fense Of the ship he loved.
you're pirate" he shrllled.
"And you're just as big hornet as
you ever was" replied Mr.. Gibney.
Always buzzin' around where you
amt wanted. But still. what's the use
OF bawlin' over split milk? Wen drop
into San Diego for couple Of hours
md take on coal, and about sunset
well pull out and make the rum down
to DescnnsO bay In the dark. we
might us well forget the past and put
this thing through as per program.
Only saw visions OF schooner all
my own. Scraggsy. and-well. what's
the use? What's the use? Scraggsy.
you're a naturnl.bOrn mar-plOt. Al
ways buttin' in, buttin' In. fit for moth
in but the green-pea trade. However.
guess ! can turn into my old berth
and get some sleep. Put the old girl
under slow bell and save your coal.
Wen have to fool away four or five
hours in San Diego anyhow and there
amt no sense in crowdn' the old hulk"
"Glb." said Captain Scrnggs, 'was
that really your lay-tO steal the
cargo. douhle-cross the. insurrectO
junta. and sell out to furrin' cOun-
try?"
"Of course 1t was." said Mr.. Glib
ney pettishly "They nll do such
things In the banana republics. Why
should be nn exception? There's half
dozen different gangs fightin' each
other and the government In Mexico,
md II I don't deliver these arms just
see all tire lives I'll be snvln'. And after
got the cargo into Colombia and
sold It. I could have peached on the
rebels there. and got n reward for 1t.
and saved lot more lives, and come
AWAY rich and respected"
"By the Lord Harry" said Captain
ScragGs. but you've got an imaginn-
tion. Glib. I'll swear to that. Glib. I
take of my hat to you. You're all
tight md shipshapc and no, Loose ends
bobbin' around you. Don't tell me tn
schemes got t fall through. Glib. Great
snakes. don't tell me that. AIn't there
some way o. gettin' around It? There
must be. Why, Glib. my dear boy, I
never heard of such a grand lay In my
life. It's n absolute winner. DONE
give up. Glib. Oil up your Imagination
md find way ont. Let's get to-
gether. Glib. and make little money.
Dnng 1t all, Glib. | been lonesome ever
since seen you last"
SWELL" replied Mr.. Gibncy. "IIl turn
In and try to scheme n way out. hut r
don't hold out no hope. Not II ray Of
1t. I'm afraid, Scrnggsy. we've got TO
be honest"
Saying wkire.. Mr.. Gibney hoped up
into his bern, stretched his huge legs.
and fell esleep with his clothes on.
Captain Gcraggs looked him over with
the closest approach to affection tbat
had ever lightened his cold gray e.t,
and signing heavily. presently went on
deck. As lie passed'up the companion
way the first mate heard him murmur:
"Gib's n fine lad. I'll be dad burned
II he amt" ','., =. 81. g..
AT six o'clock next morning the
Maggie was rounding Point Iona.
heading In for San Diego ,bay. and
Captain Scrnggs.. went .'helow and
awakened Mr.. Gihney., ~ ) ii
whats for breakfast, :scraegsy. old
kid"' asked Mr. Gibney.. :.
"FS,si eggs" said Captain. Scraggs.
remembering Mr.. Gibney's partinlity
for that form of nutrment In the van.
lshed days of the green-pea trade.
"Hnm an fried eggs an sizzlin' not
o. coffee. Thought n way out O. our
mess. Gib?" % ,, =.
Not yet" replied Mr.. Gibney as he
rolled out of bed. but eggs is always
stimulatin'. and don't give up hope
on fmll stomach .r,.'.. v.-.-s>N
An hour later they were tied up Mfi-
der tn. coal bunkers. and ut Mr.. Glib.
ncy's suggestion some twepty tons OF
sacked coal were piled OH top '6f the
fo'castle head and ,on, the main deck
ford. in case of emergency. They lay
in the harbor all day unit, about four
O'Clock, when Mr.. Gibney, by virtue Of
his authority as supcrcargo. ordered
the lines cast off and the Maggie
steamed out of the harhOr. on Point
Iona they veered to the south, ieav-
ing the Coronado islands on the star
hoard quarter, ten miles to the west.
Mr. Gibney was below with Captain
Scraggs. battling with the problem
that confronted them. when the mate
stuck his head down the companion.
way to report a large power schooner
coming out from the lee of the Coro-
nados and standing OF on course cal.
culated to intercept the, Maggie in an
| hour or two.
Captain Scraggs and Mr.. Gibney
Sprang 1p on the bridge at once, the
latter with Scraggs long glass up to
! his eye. . in. .-s .s5rt. RS .H
| "She was hove tO rptpr tho loo nc