The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1933-08-25
Cadet Gets A Tough Break


ONE of the Cadets was a youngster
v named Smith who hailed from
Washington. D. c. He was medical
student, making trip for the he'll
Of it" as he put it. He was "a tall,
thin-necked lad with leaky eyes
When talking to any of the crew
he tried to be lone of the gang, "
but inwardly considered himself way
above them. In fact, after sizing up
everybody on board, he decided to
his own satisfaction that Everett
Lloyd Smith, Junior, was as well
educated as any Of them barring
none, not even the Captain.
In Copenhagen, Smith tied himself
up with the third assistant who talk
ed like he knew the high spots Of
the town. Those two and the first
assistant went out to paint the town
red. First they wet their whistles
with a couple of rounds in the Capel-
Ia. Young Smith hardly drank at
home but now that he had crossed
the ocean he felt like an old salt
and stood Up to his liquor like man.
Soon the three hoped into a cab
and headed uptown for Wee9iTs, the
third assistant tuning up with few
verses of Tipperary with his straw
kelly for a banjo. -0-'n'
Young Smith could later srecollect
everything up to the point where
the three of them were standing at
the bar of the Lido. The next he
knew, was the following day. when
\ Is buddie woke him to get up for
dinner. His head was inca fog,
thru which he could hear bell
ringing. He had desire to go to
the toilet What he saw and felt
in there constituted the BLACKLIST
moments in Smith Juniors young
and heretofore-innocent life. He was
scared stiff AS a medical student,
he had learnt enough about evene-
. real diseases. Besides, he was aw-
fully ashamed
IN the officers mess everybody, was
.uproarious Swapping experiences
about the places they had been to,
the drinks they had had, and the
women they had had.
Everett was the last one in, and
sat down without word. The third
assistant greeted him with gustp:
We'll Everett, how you feeling?
Say second. you should have seen
him doing his stuff last night Boy,
he shakes a wicked leg, I'm. telling
you'll"
yeah chined in the first, "all
the women in the place were after
him, especially when he told them he
was a virgin. Ho hol"
Smith pretended to be busy with
his SOUP, but this last remark opened
his ears wide How did they know
he hadn't ever done it beforeNla
night. 49,
The first continued; "All the wo-
men in the house wanted The first
crack at himl Ho Smitty. I'd have
given anything to be in your PLACED"
He nuogedsEverett in the ribs. w'But
that's something happens only once
in lifetime. hsy?" go
Inside Of himself Smith gfUaned.
And almost cried He remembered
the typical expression on his sisters
face whenever she wept.
cPARkS chirped up. He had been
y wounded = the World War
shrapnel has tcrn part of his jaw
and neck, which made him speak in
a chirpy sort of voice. That re-
minds me Of Teller I used to be
shipmates with on the West. Coast.
Frenchy the duke, we used to call
him. He was about forty, and had
passed thru everything on the
calendar His teeth were rotten
black. his hair was about all gone,
and his fingers shook like they we're
about to drop off. But every time
Frenchy the duke came into port,
he dressed up in his spats and col
lspsible cuffs and went around to
all the houses, telling everybody he
was virgin!" The second mate
looked fishballs. That's a fact,