The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-06-28

somewhere between here and
Aboard said vessel is 67-year-
h mate. Silly, but true.
coast, and when off the west coast
of Mexico sighted a lifebost with
two men in 1t, nearly persisted The
ship stopped, picked them up, of
course.
The men were Mexicans and
they had been wrecked and their
savior came in times nick. The
entire affair was strictly an act Of
God.
Then the Luckenbacher stopped
at San Diego to land the survivors.
Uncle Sam said NO" because they
were aliens. They must be landed
in Mexico.
The Luckenbscher wasn't going
to a Mexican port until the next
trip, some months later. How
about turning them over to that
Mexican gunboat laying in the har-
bor-she was Mexican territory?
Again No"
Result was that Luckenbach had
to pay for special immigration
guards TO take the Mexicans
ashore. five bucks per head per
day for their room and board in
the hoosegow until the next trip,
special guards to return. the hap
less wreckees to the ship, ct cetera
ad nauseum.
Moral: Mexicans shipwrecked
will have to yell loud enough TO
wake the dead to get themselves
rescued henceforth by Lucken-
bachers.
Then there was the case of the
Irish-born carpenter in the Lucken-
bacher.
For many years he was Chips in
a certain Luckenbach vessel. He
was darn good man. He was also
a naturalized citizen of the U. s.
Everything proper and smooth for
years.
Then one trip the ship was maxi
ing regular call at San Pedro. A
petty bureaucrat came aboard.
He tried to think, and he came
to the startling conclusion that
Chips papers were amiss. Chips
went to Jail.
Not only that. but Chips was
sent to New York's Ellis island by
train. Luckenbach paying the
tariff and such incidental expenses
as could be imagined during the
trip. The company was charged
with his lodging in the immigra-
ton hoosegow.
A month or so later the powers
that be decided Chips was legal,
legitimate and long overdue home,
where his wife and children were
waiting vainly for papa to earn
another paycheck.
Chips was dismissed. free and
clear with all sorts of official
okehs. He called upon Luckenb a CHI
officials to thank them for vital
assistance in his behalf. He WAS
given a job as carpenter in an
intercoastal ship of the line.
Again the ship called at San
Pedro. And again that self ap-
pointed thinker tossed him in the
hoosegow. shipped him across the
country. Again he WAS tried and
found honorable and dismissed.
Luckenbach paid the freight on the
whole deal that time, too.
But Chips works ashore now.
And Luckenbsch will undoubtedly
be glad to split with you if you can
collect any reimbursement from
Uncle Whiskers.
No press-agentry on those deals
though there might we'll have
been, huh
Humanity Dept.
When a baby swallow fell out of
its nest to the wharf beneath the
caves Of Shaffer Terminal No. 1.
the work of loading war-making
materials aboard the Ecuador was
stopped briefly.
Harry Tullis, who drives a crane
thereab bouts. traded his jitney for
a long ladder. While winches were
stilled and the stuff of which wars
are made remained untouched.
Harry stepped aloft and put the
Hedging in the nest.
Mother and family are doing
nicely. thank you.
Monday eve Tacoma Yacht club
will have a shindig to celebrate
remodeiling and re-
decoration of the clubhouse.
We mention it primarily be-
cause. among other stellar attrac-
tions.' the assembled membership
and guests will witness an exhibi-
ton of ping-pong which is to be
staged by the American and Euro
pesn champs.
And how this item happens 10
be among our notes of waterfront
affairs. we really don't know.