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With this motley crew and his ancient vessel, Captain Scragss is engaged in freighting garden truck from Halfmoon bay to San Francisco. The inevitable happens, the Maggie going ashore In a foe. A passing vessel hailing the wreck, Mr. OiDncv gets word to a towing company 3n San FVnnclsco that the ship ashore Is ttke Yankee Prince, with promise of a rich salvage. Two tugs succeed in pulling the Maggie into deep water, and she slips her tow lir.es and gets away In the fog. Furious at the deception practised on them, Captains Hicks ami Flaherty, commanding th« two tugboats, ascertain the Identity of the "Yankee Prince" and, fearh »* ridicule should the facts become known along the water front, determine fen personal vengeance. "Their hostile visit to the Maggie results in Captain Beraggs promising to get a new boiler •ad make needed repairs to the steamer. s CHAPTER V. ^itKtoeek bad elapsed and nothing of gn eventful nature had transp!r'e<1 to disturb the routine of life aboard the Maggie, until Bartholomew McGufTey, having heard certain waterfront whispers, considered it the part of prudence to lay his Information before Scraggs and Mr. Gibney. "Look here, Scraggs," h^ began briskly. -It's all fine an* dandy to promise me a new boiler, but when do Igltltr "Why, JeS* as soon as we can get tUs glut o' freight behind us, Bart, iny boy You've managed with the old boiler this long, so It "pears to me you might be patient an* bear .with it a mite longer, Bart." "Oh, I ain't tryln' to be disagreeable, Scraggs, only It sort o' worries me to have to go along without beiji' able to «M oar whistle." v^. "Well fix It when business slacks up," Scraggs decided with finality. He glanced at his watch. "SufTerln' sailor!" he cried In simulated distress. "Here it's one o'clock an* I ain't collected a dollar o' the freight money trom the last voyage. I must beat It." When Captain Scraggs had "beaten It," Glbney each McGuffey exchanged expressive glances. "He's runnln' out •a "8," McGuffey complained. "Even so, Bart, even so. Therefore, the thing for us to do is to run out on him. In other words, we'll work a Month, save our money, an* then, with- •at a word o' complaint or argyment, we® walk out." "Oh, I ain't exactly broke, Gib. I. got eighty-five dollars." "Then." quoth Glbney deolnivriy, seamen should hap their Jffepnbles aboard ship." "That's the sperrlt I appreciate, bojfts. Come to the cabin an' I'll pay you off. Then wait a coupler minutes till I shift Into my glad rags an' away we'll go, like Paddy Ford's goat --on our own hook." "Old Scraggsy's as cunnln' as a pet fox, ain't he?" the new navigating cer whispered as Scraggs departed for his other suit. "He's goin' to blow himself on us tonight, thlnkin' to soften otir hard resolution. We'll fool him. Take all he gives us, but stand pat, Bart." Bart nodded. His was one of those sturdy natures that could always be depended upon to play the game, win, lose or draw. As a preliminary move, Captain Scraggs declared In favor of a couple of cocktails to whet their appetites for the French dinner, and accordingly the trio repaired to an adjacent saloon afid tucked three each' under their belta--all at Captain Scraggs' expense. When he proposed a fourth, Mr. Glbney's perfect sportsmanship caused him to protest, and reluctantly Captain. Scraggs permitted Gibney to buy. Scraggs decided to have a cigar, however, Instead of another Martini. The ethics of the situation then indicated that McGuffey should "set .'em up," which he did over Capfain Scraggs' protest--and again the wary Scraggs called for a cigar, alleging as an excuse for his weakness that for years three cocktails before dinner had been his absolute limit. A fourth cocktall on an empty stomach, he declared, would kill the evening for him. But why descend to sordid and vulgar details? Suffice that when the artful Scraggs. pretending to be overcome by his potations and very ill Into "we'll go on strike tonight. Scraggsyll be stuck in port a week before he can get another engineer an' another navigatin' officer, me an' you bein' the only two natural-born fools In San Francisco an* ports adjacent, an' before three days have passed hell be huntln' us up to compromise.' "I don't want no com promise. What I want is a new boiler." "Tou'll git it. We'll make him order the paint an' the boiler an* pay. for Mr. McGuffey Located a Dime Which Had Dropped Down Inside the Lining of His Coat. „ ** the bargain, begged to be delivered back aboard the Maggie, Messrs. Mcboth in advance before we'll agree to Guffey and Gibney loaded him Into a go back to work." The engineer nodded his approval and after sealing their pact with a hearty handshake, they turned to and commenced discharging the Maggie. When Captain Scraggs returned to I tiie little steamer shortly after five taxlcab and sent him there, while they continued their search for excitement. Where and how they found It requires no elucidation here; it is srfflcient to state that It wis expensive, for when men of the Gibney and McGuffey type have once gotten a o'clock, to his great amazement, he start naught but financial dissoludiscovered Mr. Gibney and McGuffey tlon can "toP them. dressed in their- other suits--including On Monday morning, Messrs. Gibeslluloid collars and cuffs. I ney and McGuffey awoke In Scab •The cargo's out, Seraggsy, my son, Johnny's boarding house. Mr.. Glbney (be decks has been washed down an' awoke first, by reason of the fact that everything In my department Is ship- 4Mpe." Thus Mr. Glbney. "Likewise in mine," McGuffey added. "Consequently," Mr. Gibney coneluded. "we're qulttln' the Maggie an' If It's all the sane to 70a well have •or time." "My dear Gib. Why, whatever*s Cone over yon two boys?" Igtow your chatter, Scraggs. Shell •at the cash. You've fooled us once la the matter o* that new boiler an* the paintln', an' we're not goln' to] five you a second chance. Come through--or take thte consequences. Well sail no more with a liar an' a fraud." "Them's hard words, Mr. Gibney." "The truth Is alters bitter," McGufhr opined. Captain Scraggs paused to consider the serious predicament which confronted him. It was Saturday night. He knew Mr. McGuffey to be the possessor of more money than usual and If he could assure himself that this reserve should be dissipated before Monday morning herwas aware, from experience, that the strike would be his stomach hammered at the door of his soul and bade him be up and doing. While his head ached slightly from the fiery usquebaugh of the Bowhead saloon, he craved a return to a solid diet, so for several minutes he lay supine, conjuring In his agile brain ways and means of supplying this need In the absence of ready cash. •TU have to hock my sextant,' was the conclusion at which he presently arrived. Ten minutes later he took his sextant under his arm and de parted for a pawnshop In lower Market street. From the pawnshop he returned to Scab Johnny's with eight dollars In his pocket, routed out thje contrite McGuffey, and carried the latter off to ham and eggs. They felt better after breakfast and for the space of an hour lolled at the tnhle, discussing their adventures of the pest forty-eight hours. "Well there's one thing" certain," McGuffey concluded, "an' that thing is sure cinch. Our strike has petered out. Let's mosey along down to the Maggie's dock an' see how Scraggsy's gettin' along. Forthwith they set out to. Interview broken by Tuesday "at the latest. And | Captain Scraggs. The owner of thfe be could afford that delay. He •Qlved, therefore, on diplomacy. •Well, I'm sorry," he answered with •very appearance of contrition. "You fbllers got me In the nine-hole an' I can't help myself. At the same time, I appreciate fully your p'lnt of view, while realizin' that I can't convince you o' mine. So we won't have no hard feelln's at partln', boys, an' to show you I'm a sport I'll treat to a Maggie greeted them cheerily, but after discussing generalities for hslf an hour, Scraggs failed to make overtures, whereupon Mr. Glbney announced casually that he guessed he and Mac would be On their way, Same here, boys." Captain Scraggs piped breezily. "I got a new mate an a new engineer comln' aboard at ten o'clock an' we sail at twelve." Well, we'll see you occasionally," French dinner" an' a motion picture j Mr. Gibtfey said at parting. Show afterward. Further. I shall regard a refusal of said invite as a £ers'nal affront." "By golly, you're gittln' sporty in our old age." the engineer declared. •I'll go yeu, Scraggs. How about you, plbr "I accept with thanks, Seraggsy, old 'Oh, sure. Don't be strangers. You're always welcome aboard the old Maggie." came the careless rejoinder. Somewhat crestfallen, the striking pair repaired to the Bowhead saloon to discuss the situation^ over a glass of beer. However, Mr. Glbney's spirits nover dropped below zero while be Personally, I maintain that I had one nickel to rub against another} hence such slight depression as he felt was due to a feeling that Captain Scraggs had basely swindled him and McGuffey. He was disappointed in Scraggs and said as much. "However, Bart," he concluded, "we'll never say 'die' while our money holds out, and in the meantime our luck may have changed. Let's scatter around and try to locate some kind of a job; then when them new employees o' Seraggsy qillt or get fired--whlch'll be after about two voyages--an* the old man comes around holdin' out the olive branch o' peace, we'll give him the horselaugh." Three days of diligent search failed to uncover the coveted Job for either, how ever, and on the morning of the fourth day SJr. Gibney announced that it would be necessary to "raise the wind," If the pair would breakfast. They retired to the sidewalk to hold a caucus and Mr. McGuffey located a dime which had dropped down Inside th* lining of his coat. "That settles it," Gibney declared. "We've skipped two meals but I'll be durned if we skip another. We'll ride out to the San Mateo county line on the trolley with that dime an' then hoof It over the liills'to Halfmoon bay. Scraggs won't git away from the dock here until after twelve o'clock, so we know he'll lie at Halfmoon bay all night. If we start now we'll connect with him in time for supper. .Eh, Bart?" "A twenty-mile hike on a tee-totally empty stomach, with a battle royal on our hands the minute we arrive, weak an' destitoote, ain't quite my Idea o' enjoyment, Gib, but I'll go you if it kills me. Let's up hook an' away. I'm for gittln' back to work an' usln* moral persuasion to git that new boiler." They took a hitch in their belts and started. Frcftn the point at which they left the trolley to their Journey's end was a stiff six-hour jaunt, up hill and down dale, and long before the march was half completed the unaccustomed exercise had developed sundry galls and blisters on the Gibney heels, while the soles of poor McGuffey's feet were so hot he voiced the apprehension that they might burn to a crisp at any moment and drop off by the wayside. The crew of the Maggie had ceased working cargo for the day and Captain Scraggs was busy cooking supper in the galley when the two prodigals, exhausted, crippled and repentant, came to the door and coughed propitiously, but Captain Scraggs pretended not to hear, and went on with his task of turning fried eggs with an artistic flip of the frying pan._ So Mr. Glbney spoke, struggling bravely to appear nonchalant. With his eyes on the fried eggs and his mouth threatening to slaver at the glorious sight, he said: "Hello, there, Scragg<»y, old tarpot. How goes It with the owner o' the fast an' commodious steamer Maggie? Git yet?" Mr. Glbney's honest face beamed expectantly, for he was particularly partial to fried eggs. As for his companion in distress, anything edible and which would serve to nullify the gnawing at his Internal economy would be welcome. Inasmuch as Captain Scraggs did not readily reply to Mr. Glbney's salutation. McGuffey decided to be more emphatic and to the point, albeit In a joking way. "Hurry up with them eggs, Scraggs," he rumbled. "Me an' Gib's walked down from the city an' we're hungry. Jawn D. Rockerfeller'd give a million dollars for my appetite. Fry mine hard. Seraggsy. I want aometln' solid." "Get off my ship, you murderin* pirates," Scraggs screamed. Not till we've et," the practicalminded engineer retorted. "Even then we won't get off. Me an* Gib ain't got any feet left, Scraggs. If we nad to walk another step we'd be crippled for life. Fry my eggs hard, I tell you." •This Is piracy, men. It's robbery on the high seas, an* I can put you over the road for It," Scraggs warned them. "What's more, I'll do it." "The eggs, Seraggsy," boomed Mr. Glbney, "the eggs." Half an hour later, as the pirates, replete with provender, sat dqngllng their damaged underpinning over th<> stern railing where the gentle wave lets laved and cooled them, Captahi Scraggs, accompanied by the new navi gating officer, the new engineer, an<! The Squarehead, came aft. The crip pies loqked up, surveyed their succen sors In office, and found the sight far from reassuring. "I've already ordered you two tramps offn my ship," Scraggs began formally, "an* I hereby, In the presence o' reliable witnesses, repeats the Invitation. You ain't wanted; your room's preferred to your comp'ny, an' by stayin' a minute longer, in defiance o* my orders, you're layln' yourselves liable to a charge o' piracy." Mr. Gibney carefully laid his pipe aside and stood up. He was quite an Imposing spectacle in his bare feet, with his trousers rolled up to his great knees, thereby revealing his scarlet flannel underdrawers. With a stifled groan, McGuffey rose and stood beside his partner, and Mr. Gibney spoke: "Scraggs, be reasonable. We ain't lookin' for trouble; 11 Qt because we don't relish It, for we do where * couple o' scabs Is concerned, but fgr the simple reason that we ain't in the best o' condition to receive It, al though If you force it on us we'll do our beat. If you chuck us off the Maggie an' force us to walk back to San Francisco, we're goln' to be reported as mlssin'. Honest, now, Seraggsy, old side-winder, you ain't goln' to maroon us here, alone with the vegetables, are rou?" cold. Git out Two can play at a dirty game an' every dog must have his dsy. This Is my day, Gib. Scat!" "Pers'nally," McGuffey announced quietly, "I prefer to die aboard the Maggie, if I have to. Tills ain't movin* day with B. McGuffey, Esquire." "Them's my sentiments, too, Seraggsy." "Then defend yourselves. Come on, lads. Bear a hand an' well bounce these muckers overboard." The Squarehead hung back, having no intention of waging war upon his late comrades, but the engineer and the new navigating officer stepped briskly forward, for they were about to 'fight for their Jobs. Mr. Glbney halted the advance by lifting both great hands in a deprecatory manner. "For heaven's sake, Seraggsy, have a heart. Don't force us to murder "you. If we're peaceable, what's to prevent you from glvin' us a passage back to, San Francisco, where we're known an' where we'll have at least a fightln' chance to git somethin' to eat occasionally?" "You know mighty well what's to prevent me, Gib. I ain't got no passenger license, an' I'll be keel-hauled an' skull-dragged if I fall for your cute little game, my son. I ain't layln' myself liable to a fine from the Inspectors an' maybe have my ticket book took away to boot." "Enough of this gab," Mr. Gibney roared. "My patience Is exhausted. I'm dog-tired an' I'm goln' to have peace If I have to fight for it. Me an' Bart stays aboard the steamer Maggie until she gets back to Frisco town or until we're hove overboard in the interim by the weight of numbers. An' if any man, or set o* male bipeds that calls thelrselves men, is so foolish as to try to evict us from this, packet, then all I got to say is that they're triflin* with death. I got my arms left, even If my feet is on the frits, Scraggs," he continued, "an* if you start anything Til hug you an' your crew to death. I'm a rip-roarin' grizzly bear once I'm started an' there's such a thing as drlvin' a man to desperation." The bluff worked i Captain Scraggs turned to his retainers and with a condescending and paternal smile, said: "Boys, let's give the dumb fools their own way. If they insist upon takin' forcible possession o' my ship on the high seas, there's only one name for the crime--an' that's piracy, punishable by hangln' from the yardarm. We'll just let 'em stay aboard an' turn 'em over to the police when we git back to the city." He started for his cabin and the crew, vastly relieved, followed him. The pirates once more sat down and permitted their hot feet to loll overboard. About ten o'clock next morning the little vessel completed taking On her cargo, the lines were cast off, and the buntUnes an' clew garnets, Stars-an'- Strlpes upside down." He lowered the glass and roared at Nells Halvorsen, who was at the wheel, "Starboard your helm, Squarehead. Don't be afraid of her. We're goin' over there an' hook on to her. I should say she Is a pick-up t" Mr. Gibney had abdicated as a pirate and assumed command of the 8. 8. Maggie. With the memory of a scant breakfast upon him, however. Captain Scraggs was still harsh and bitter. "Git out o' my pilot house an* aft where the police can find you when they come lookin' for you," be screeched. "Don't you give no orders to my deckhand." "Stow it* you ass. Yonder's a prize, but it'll require imagination to win it; consequently you need Adelbert P. Gibney In your business, if you're contemplatln' hookin' on to that bark, snakin' her into San Francisco bay, an' libelln' her for ten thousand dollars' salvage. You an* Mac an* The Squarehead here have sailed this itrip o' coast too long together to quarrel over the first good piece o' salvage we ever run into. Come, Seraggsy. Be decent, forget the past, an' tot's dig in together." The new navigating officer drew Captain Scraggs aside and whispered in his ear: "Make it up with these Smart Alecks, Scraggs. They got It on us, but if we can send you an' Halvorsen, McGuffey and Glbney over to the bark, you can get some sail on her an' what with the wind helpin' us along, the' Maggie can tow her all right." Mr. Glbney saw by the hopeful, even cunning, look that leaped to Scraggs' eyes that the problem was about to be solved without recourse to the Glbney imagination, so he resolved to be alert and not permit himself to be caught out on the end of a limb. "Well, Seraggsy?" he demanded. "I guess I need you in my business, Gib. You're right an* I'm always wrong. It's a fact. I ain't got no more imagination than a chicken." 'Illy imagination's better's my reputation, Scraggy, an' 1 aitl't working for notunT' homeward voyage was begun. Messrsr Glbney and McGuffey were seated on the stern bitts as the Maggie came abreast the Point Montara fog signal station, when Mr. Gibney observed a long telescope poking out the side window of the pilot house, and following the direction in which the telescope was pointing he made out a large bark standing in dangerously close to the beach. In fact, the breakers were tumbling In a long white streak over the reefs less than a quarter of a mile from ner. In an instant all was excitement aboard the Maggie. "That looks like an elegant little pick-up. She's plumb deserted," Scraggs shouted to his navigating officer. "I don't see any distress signals flyln' an' yet she's got an anchor out while her canvas Is hangin' so-so." "If she had any hands aboard, you'd think they'd have sense enough to clew up her courses," the mate answered. At this juncture, Mr. Gibney and McGuffey, unable to restrain their curiosity, and forgetful of the fact that they were pirates with Very sore feet, (TO BE CONTINUED.) MANY USES FOR GIANT KELP Among Others, Sea Plant Lends itself Excellently to the Making 1 : of "Hootch." v ' The aboriginal natives of British Coluinbla and Alaska can always get a suitable worm for distilling by picking it out of the sea. It is furnished by the hollow stem of the giant kelp, and serves excellently for the making of "hootch" .from a mixture of moises and graham flour. The giant kelp Is anchored to the rocky bottom by a root-like holdfast, from,/ which springs a stem that is sometimes 100 feet long. This stem Is hollow for the upper half of Its length, and terminates In a big bladder-tike bulb from which, as it floats on the surface, fronds 50 feet long branch out. The plant grows from spores and Is an annual. One variety Is called "sea otter's cabbage," and is very plentiful in the region of Puget sound. Another, commonly known aa "sea pumpkin," flourishes nearly as far south as San Diego bay. Bulbs of the giant kelp are used in the Puget sound region as bottles to hold fish oil and by fishermen as baitholders. The Eskimos utilize the hollow stem as a siphon to empty/ water out of their kayaks, which, being decked over, are not easily baled in the ordinary way. Also from sections of the stem they make wheels for toy wagons. 6). Itbaufchas yfeBjJhs.bofleaad sldn" a s i i b y gratifying result*. No serves, builds up (he body with tan flesh and tiaras j uveas tee thewhole system. ~ - : If you si* tl fak® If satin's VI >, dram looking or lack eaemrSMl y-., MON-^iw© tablets with svsiy sas•dI.. Then . . Soeasure youiielf each week and continue lairing Mastia'a VITAMON ii|iiImI| »ntil you an satisfied with your gain in weight and ' IMPORTANT! 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Mr. Hemlng tells an amusing little incident to disprove the general belief that artists are temperamental, dissipated creatures who thrive on the white lights. In the ancient days before prohibition Mr. Heming was In New York to invite American artists to exhibit in the Canadian national exhibit in Toronto. Gardner Symons, the well-known American artist, invited Heming and Frederick Waugh, another leading artist, to dinner at the National Arts club. "Let's go down and have a cocktail before lunch," said Symons. "I never take anything," Bald Heming. "Neither do I," said Waukh. Symons laughed. "That's funny," he said. "Neither do I, but anyway we'll have some cigars." "I don't smoke," said Waugh. "And I don't smoke," said Heming. "Well, this is a great Joke," said Symons. "I don't smoke, either, but I thought yon fellows would at least take a cigar. Say, you eat, don't you?--because I've ordered lunch." GOOD TIME TO BE NEUTRAL Domestic Disarmament Conference an * excellent Thing to Avoi<4 40 , Matter of Principle.^; v V The noise of what appeared to be a domestic squabble brought the two wayfarers to a halt. From Inside the house they could hear a woman's voice pitched In a tone that was almost a scream. 7 "You drop that chair, you brute F she demanded In a shrill treble voice, charged with emotion. "Then you let go that rolling pip?" came back a reply in a more subdued masculine tone. There was no mistaking the?-nature of the altercation. "Let's go stop lt%" suggested one of the wayfarers. "Nothing doing," said his companion. "I've got too much sense to get mixed up In one of these domestic disarmament conferences."--Youth's Companion. Ml >HI» Mug Certain Trquble. The project for an American academy of poetry and song will not materialize without some friction. Neither would the institution be maintained without more controversy. If It were just a clearing house for poetry It would be easier; but even that might furnish argument. There is such a difference of opinion as to what really constitutes poetry. There is a large school willing to admit as poetry anything which has neither rhyme nor reason. Others who follow such jurists as Bryant and Longfellow Insist that real poetry must have both. Possibly It would be best to compromise • >n a home for bards and let them tilt before a nonpartisan committee for admission. Even- a hall of fame tot poets might start a fight.--Los Angeles Times. After Esthonian Oil. Belgian interests are planning to exploit 25,000,000 acres of oil land and shale deposits In Esthonla and to build a pipe line from them to the Baltic. PLAYER FORCED TO PROTEST4 London Ladies 80 Annoyed Pianist That He Was Compelled to Voice ; His Grievance. London has been amused by tha publication of the notice -that Mr. Poulshnoff, the Russian pianist now1 playing there, has had to paste on his front door, begging people In general, and the ladles In particular, to leave blm alone. "Mr. Poulshnoff," the notice runs, "begs politely to inform these ladles who derive pleasure from calling uninvited on well-knowp mu« 8iclans that he has no social qualifications whatever, and that except for his planistlc art.be Is the most uninteresting of men. He will be extremely grateful If he is allowed to live the peaceful life of a bachelor hermit." It seems that he is besieged by peo> pie--mostly young ladies--who not only want autographs, but want him to play for them. Every public'man who has been pestered in this way will applaud Mr. Poulshnoff for his reply: "If you want to bear me play, my recitals are always open to yon." New Use for Antique Eggs. r "Good morning," said and English housewife to her grocer. "I'd like another dozen o' them eggs you sent ma yesterday." / * "Folks like 'em, eh?" observed the abopman. "Never mind the folks," she retorted. "I want 'em for a special pur* pose. They're going to get me let off on a quarter's rent." "Indeed! Are you going to offer your landlord some appetizing pancakes?" ---- A ' >' i • -j "Not exactly," she replied. "Yon see, it's this way. He's comin* round this morning for the money, so if I crack 'e{n and hide 'em in our back yard. It's ten to one he'll cry quits about the rent, thinkln* it'B^jtlMI drains."--Boston Transcript, ' * Reluctan^ Admiration. "D'jevver see Harold Heartbreak on the screen?" asked Sayde, who presided over the tinware counter. "Yeah, I've seen him," said Flora Bell of can-openers and cutlery; "that fellow's a snake, that's what he is." "Yeah, he's a snake all right, bat Gawd, what eyes!" Often a woman mistakes audacity la a man for bravery, and sbe la prob* ably right Will your "Good Morning last all day? «'5£$ - Virginia's Claim to Fame. Virginia was termed the mother of stHtes from the great number of states which were carved out of the territory originally included under the name of Virginia, and alsb as be-° ing the first settled and oldest of the original thirteen states of the Union. The states created out of what was once Virginian territory are Kentucky. Ohio, Indiana and Illinois. During the Civil war the northwestern part of the seceded state, which remained loyal to the Union, was sepas rated from Virginia, and admitted lnt4 the Union as a separate state, undet the name of West Virginia. came running over the deckload and Invaded the pilot house. "Gimme that glass, you sock-eyed salmon, you," Glbney ordered Scraggs, and tore the telescope from the owner's hands. Many Native Negro Language* Native Negro languages are a mai* vel. There are about eight hundred, and more than one hundred have beet reduced to writing, said a missionary who has Just returned from threa years' tra\<el over Africa. We know not for how many generations tliesa Ms.!l*. ^3. "Hum--m--m ! American bark Chesa peake. Starboard anchor out; yards languages have been passed from llf braced a-bo*; royal an' to'-gallan'-s'ls to ear. fromjpargpt. j^chUA, sad fr«r •Ton d«na m 41ft. tap «j»fct sua | clewed «ps courses hangln' In tfca 1 triha la •• Easy to start from the breakfast table with sect and enthusiasm, but how easy ia it to keep on? Does ambi^ioo last, or lag. aa the day develops? " . • The afternoon "slump" is a factor to.be com*- ' fjd upon, in business or social life. , . Usually, there's a reason. 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