Evening star., 1938-05-08
Young Residents of Capital Area Follow Varied Pursuits Hobbies
The Monkeys Fist
SYNOPSIS.

boats. Captain Olsen. skipper Of the tug.
asks him to stay aboard nights One eve.
Mary Rogers. two girls who come. to thank
him for a warning which saved them from
boa std Easr the n aee1 n om has
ment special agent. He tells Tom about
shing M UNI Unusual. M Later, after the man goes.
TSm hs he
the dock hand. Jack. and his companions.
Because Of lack Of proof, however he
tice. Tom becomes more expert in seaman
ship and begins to enjoy his work. Late
one foggy night Tom sees three men sneak
terious looking bundles from a rowboat:
As he watches them one man speaks and
Tom recognizes the voice OF Jack
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~OM trembled with excitement
as he recognized Jack in the
rowboat.
i Il was right" he said to
himself. He is mixed up in some
thing-and it looks like smuggling
to me-"
Tom watched the men quickly finish
unloading the bundles from the boat,
and then the other smuggler in the
boat joined his companion on the
dock Jack, still at the oars. waved,
and silently rowed away into the fog.
Cautiously Tom stood up. I'll just
try to follow them for while" he
muttered to himself Maybe can
find out what they do with the stuff. "
Crawling carefully up on the dock,
Tom slipped along through the drift
ing fog Ahead he could hear the
faint footsteps of the men, and as he
hurried silently along, he finally saw
the two shadowy figures as they passed
beneath a warehouse light glowing
dimly in the gloom.
The men turned down between two
warehouses and went toward the
street. Cautiously approaching the
corner Of the building, Tom pAered
around it. They must be going to
that car parked along the street. he
thought. The men stopped by the
auto, got in quickly, and drove of.
Tom sighed in disappointment. mo
use trying to chase them now" he
said. And I couldn't even see the
license number He turned back
toward the tugboat We'll, III tell
Mr.. McDonough in the morning"
TOO excited to sleep, Tom spent the
remaining hours of darkness
Strengthening up the cabin. and then
went aft to clean up the engine room.
Finally at daylight he could wait no
longer, and, locking up the cabin, he
hurried along the still foggy dock to
find telephone. In booth in an all
night restaurant Tom put in his call
to McDonough's home. The phone
rang three or four times before the
agents voice came sleepily over the
wire.
"Yes?" he said drowsily.
Tom leaned close to the telephone
"Mr McDonough," he said, this is
Tom Powell. down on the Gloria H
I think I've just seen the smugglers!
Tom Powell?" came the Govern
ment mans words, crisply. Are you
sure?"
I've got mighty strong suspicious, Il
| answered Tom. And I know one OF
the men"
Tom heard an exclamation GOOD! !!
said McDonough. I'm be down right
away. Don't say any more over the
phone"
Returning to the Gloria H., Tom
prepared breakfast He had started to
clean up the dishes when he was in
terrupted by hail from the dock
Coming aboard, Toni" shouted q
voice which he recognized as Nc
Donough's.
FOLLOWED by two calm-eyed men
the agent jumped onto the tug
and climbed down into the cabin
Morning, Tom." he said. Now tel
me what you saw"
Tom quickly related his experience
of the night before McDonougt
asked few quick questions. getting 6
description Of Jack. and then stood up
I'VE have something to work on
now, Tom." he said. If we can pin
this smuggling on these men well
have you to thank" He nodded tc
his companions. Come on, we'll &c
first to the dock Office
Tom followed them on deck and
watched them walk briskly along the
dock.
Well" he said to himself, I'D bet
ter get the tug ready to go out. ]
can't do any more right now, I guess y
AS Tom was working, Capt Olsen
came aboard and shouted his name.
Here am, Capt. Olsen" called
Tom, sticking his head out of the en-
gine room. Say, you missed all the
excitement"
The skipper listened incredulously
as Tom related the happenings Of the
night.
Well" he said, shaking his head
THAT Jacks hard one. for a fact
But guess amt too surprised. You
had him figured about right, boy"
TOM, still excited. continued to ex-
claim about the incidents of the
foggy night, till the old skipper
laughed and showed him gently down
the deck. "See here" he snorted
you're sailor. not a detective. Sup
pose you act like it for a change.
Il tell you what to do," he con-
tinued. looking judicially at the still
heavy fog. go down to old Jim Car
ver's shack and get that new heavine
line he's making up for me. It's all
paid for, so don't let him kid you"
"Okay, Skipper" assented Tom. I'll
be right back"
Tom found the old seaman in, and
Carver picked up a new heaving line
hanging on nail and handed it to
the boy.
ITS good stout manila. son." the
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