The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-04-22

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 "No wonder you don't eat it. It's hardly cooked at all I will tell the steward to put it back on the stove again, but in the meantime you can eat some of the pota- toes.'
 Of course, I couldn't eat those as they too, were far from being done.
 Whats the matter with the potatoes?" again he queried
 Nothing, nothing,' l answered fearing lest he became angry. Already I had mo- ticed him ring ferociously for the steward.
 So then Antonio tasted the potatoes.
 Sam, the little colored mess boy, ap- peared in the doorway. Antonio, who made more noise than anything else (you know the kind of man who does that, who has everybody trying to please him down to the slightest detaD said gruffly to Sam:
 What do you mean by serving such food?"
 Sam stuttered and mumbled:
 "It was the steward who cooked the fish and potatoes It ain't my fault. And if I tell him about it--he-will get mad at me-"
 The steward white man from the south, and the colored boy were always at daggers' points. %Cassese commanded sternly:
 'Tell the steward to come here'
 Sam disappeared and the steward en- tered the salon. He was intoxicated Cas- sese for many reasons was Ion edge" He repeated his question to the steward.
 What do you mean by serving such ho iTol the kitchen and cook it again. And never again let me see you prepare such food for this table. Now, mind you keep yourself in such condition that you are able to cook"
 At this speech, the steward in his in toxicated state, had become enraged. He forgot himself as he answered hotly: q had Sam cook the fish, He was the one who did it." Then the steward said . word that wasn't nice.
 Up jumped Cassese with deep flush. on his face. He glared at the steward and fairly growled at him.
 "What do you mean by using such | word in Miss Stevens presence? How dare you! I'll show you how to conduct your self" With these words he picked up the fish and I thought he was going to throw the fish in the stewards face
 Don't! Don't! Be carefulw said quick ly, rising from the table and going over to where he stood.
 Antonio refrained from throwing the fish in the stewards face, but he did barely graze him as he hurled it out into the ocean plate and all.
 More food was brought had just fin- ished eating and had gone out on deek when frightful screams were heard issuing up from the scullery. The next minute we heard Sam call wildly:
 "Mr. Cassese! Mir. Cassese! He's going to kill me, he going to kill mey'
 Amidst his terrifying screams, up came Sam, almost falling on to the deck. the whites of his eyeballs rolling about in deadly fear.
 Sam was only boy and much smaller than the steward. Cassese was infuriated by the idea of hte steward striking him, I couldn't stop Cassese. Down the steps he rushed. followed pell-mel hoping to quiet the disturbance. I didn't know what might happen if Cassese struck the steward. was afraid it would end in terrible brawl all over the boat. .t@
 But nothing could stay Antonio. Just as I got dwon after him, saw him wallop the steward. The steward fell from the scullery into the pantry
 Cassese came back with me onto the deck. where tried to quiet his nerves. It was . relief to see that the crew thought Mr. cas- ses to be in the right. But whatever they