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p >w* H?^^"'. : '"'.-'V:'^' •'-' • ' '.' " • .-i' *&$$£ w::^$ ' "¥ B. KYNBT io4utk& r |^W®SM-l#APrS MAN," "THE VALLEY OF THB GIANTS#* B!C "•'""""' ' " - ¥ ;'• 'V.Y • ro£> • • • XIV--Continued. » CHAPTER "AH right, Mac. I guess the com- •odore'i foot slipped this time, but > I ain't squawkln' yet." "No. Not yet," cried Mr. Gibney • bitterly, "but goon." "I alnt, nuther,** Captain Scraggs assumed an afr of Injured virtue. *Tra ' a-will In* to go through with you, Gib, at a loss, for nothin' else except to convince you o' the folly o' makin" this e one-man syndicate. I ain't a-kickin\ but I'm free to confess that I'd like to be consulted oncet In a while." "That's logic," rumbled tbe singleminded McGuffey. Ton dirty welchers." roared tbe commodore. "I ain't askin* you two 'to take chances with me. Me an* NeUfi'll take this deal over independent o' the syndicate."* "Well, let's dress this here diver," retorted the cautious Scraggs, "an' send htm into the hold for a look iaround before we make up our minds." Captain Scraggs was not a man to take chances. * They moored the launch \o tbe iwreck and commenced operations. Mr. Qibney worked the air pump while tbe diver, ax in hand, dropped into the B Alt In Hand, Dropped Into the Murky ^ Depths of the Flooded Hold. amriky depths of tbe flooded hold. Be down half an hour before be slgto be pulled up. All hands to the line to haul him back ^ ;1 to daylight, and the instant he popped ^ Clear of the water Mr. Glbney unburst dened himself of an agonised corse. In his hands the Avar held a large decayed codfish I i';.v Captain Scraggs turned a sneering " glaaos upon tbe unhappy commodore 'while McGuffsy sat down on the damp «• sf the derelict and laughed until 4,#^ tbt tears coursed down his honest - flm %H' * "A dirty little codfish in* schooner," f-\'\ „ tared Captain Scraggs, ' "an* yon a-alnkln' the time an' money o* the vyttttcate In rotten codfish on the tl!'of a clairvoyant you ain't even ^>een introduced to. Olb, if that's busi- |^; V:ness, all I got to say Is: "Excuse me.'" £>. ' Mr. Glbney seized the defunct fish IgH* from the diver's hand, tore It In half, ' slapped Captain Scraggs with one awfj£ r fragment and hurled the other at !*tr: ' McQuffey. 'J^r Tm outer tbe syndicate," be raved, beside himself with anger. "Here 1 go to work an' make a fortune for a I jyt; P*lr of short sports an' pikers an' you ; g* to squealin' at the first five-hunk f- Irsd-dollar loss. I know you of old, M Phlneas Scraggs, an' the leopard can't his spots." He raised his right to heaven. "Tm through for We'll sell the pearls today, divvy up, an* dissolve. I'm through." "Glad of IV growled McGuffey. "I don't want no more o' that codfish, an* as soon as we git flghtin' room I'll prove to you that no near-sailor can V Insult me an* git away with It Me !'/ H [ '• en* Scraggsy's got some rights. You tfr. can walk on Scraggsy, Gib, but it «*; £ takes a man to walk on tbe McGuffey y^|L . family." Nothing but the lack of sea-room , prevented a battle royal. Mr. Glbney U'~ 1 glaring, at his late partners. His great ham-like flsts were opening and closing automatically. "You're right. Mac," he said presently, endeavoring to control his anger and chagrin. "We'll settle this later. Take that helmet off the diver an' let's bear what he's got to report." With the helmet removed tbe diver spoke: "As near as I can make out, boss, there ain't a thing o* value in this hulk but a couple o' hundred tons o' codfish. She was cut in two Just for'd o' the bulkhead an' her anchors car- ^8y on the section that was cut 5S. Sue uiu'i wurili the cost o® towin! ber In on the flats." "So that codfish has some value," sneered Captain Scraggs. "Great grief, Scraggsy! Dont tell me it 8 sp'lled," cried McGuffey, slnra latlng horror. .iZr0tTqU.,te' **C' not Just S?t K °lb,n lack « «rt«n to the stub o the main mast: 'Slightly spoiled codfish for sale. Apply to A. P. Glbney, on the premises. Ana. dal rates on Friday.'" Mr. Gibney quivered, but made no reply. He carefully examined that portion of the derelict above water and discovered that by an additional expenditure of about fifty dollars he might recover an equal amount in brass fittings. The Kadlak's bon«> was gone and her decks completely gutted. Nothing remained but the amputated hull and the foul cargo below her battered decks. In majestic silence tbe commodore motioned all hands Into the/lauhch. In silence they returned to the city. Arrived here, Mr. Glbney paid off the launch man and the diver and accompanied by his associates repaired to a prominent Jeweler's, shop with the pearls they had accumulated in the South seas. The entire lot was sold for thirty thousand dollars. An hour later they had adjusted theli accounts, divided the fortune of the syndicate equally, and then dissolved. At parting, Mr. Glbney spoke for the first time when It had not been absolutely necessary. "Put a beggar on horseback an* be'H ride to the'devii," he said. "When you two swnbs was poor you was content to let me lead you into a fortune, but now that you're well-heeled, you think you're business men. All right! I ain't got a word to say except this: Before I get through with you two beachcombers Til have all your money and you'll be a-beggin' me for a Job. I apologize for son kin' you two with that diseased codfish, an' for old sake's sake we won't fight. We're still friends, but business associates no longer, for I'm too big a figger In this syndicate to stand for any criticism on my handlln' o' the Joint finances. Hereafter, Scraggsy, old kiddo, you an' Mac can go It alone with your sternwheel steamer. Me an' The Squarehead legs It together an* takes onr chances. You don't hear that poor untootere^J Swede makln' no holler at the way I've handled the syndicate--** "But, Gib, my dear boy," chattered Ctfflfnin Scraggs, "will you Just listen to re--" "Enough! Too much is plenty. Let's shake hands an' part friends. We Just can't get along in business together, that's all." "Well, I'm sorry, Gib," mumbled McGuffey, very much crestfallen, "but then you hove that dog-gone fish at me an'--* "That was fortune hlttln* yon a belt In the face, Mac, an' you was too self-conceited to recognize It Remember that, both of you two*. Fortune hit you In the face today an' you didn't know It." Td ruther die poor, Gib," walled McGuffey. The commodore shook bands cordially and departed, followed by the faithful Nells Halvorsen. The moment the door closed behind them Scraggs turned to the engineer. "Mac," he said earnestly, "Gib's up to somethln'. He's got that Imagination o' his workln'. I can tell It every time; be gets a foggy look In his eyes. We made a mistake kiddln' him today. Gib's a sensitive boy some ways an* I reckon we hurt bis feelln's without intendln' It." "He thrun a dead codfish at me," protested McGufffey. "I love old Gib like a brother, but that's carryin' things with a mighty high hand." "Well, I'll apologise to him," declared Captain Scraggs and started for the door to follow Mr. Glbney. McGuffey barred bis way. "You apologize without my consent an' you gotta buy me out o' the Victor. I won't be no engineer with a skipper that lacks backbone." "Oh, very well. Mac." Captain Scraggs realized too well the value of McGuffey in the engine room. He knew he could never be happy with anybody else. "We'll complete the deal with the Victor, ship a crew, get down to business, an' leave Gib to his codfish. An' let's pay our bill an* get outer here. It's too high-toned for me--an' expensive." For two weeks Captain Scraggs and McGuffey saw no more of Mr. Glbney and Nells Halvorsen. In the meantime, they had commenced running the Victor regularly up river, soliciting business in opposition to the regular steamboat lines. While the Victor was running with light freights and consequently at a loss, the prospect for ultimate business was very bright and Scraggs and McGuffey were not at all worried about the future. Judge at their surprise, therefore, when one morning who should appear at the door of Scraggs" cabin but Mr. Gibney. "Mornin', Gib," began Scraggs cheerily. "I s*pose you been rolled for your money as per usual, an' you're around lookin' for a Job as mate?" Mr. Gibney ignored this veiled Insult. "Not yet, Scraggsy. I got about five hundred tons o' freight to send up to Dunnlgan's .landing an' I want a lump sum figger for doln' the Job. We parted friends an' for the sake o' old times I thought I'd give you a chance to figger on the business." "Thanky, Gib. I'll be glad to. Where's your freight an* what does it consist of T' "Agricultural stuff. It's crated, an' deliver it here on the steamer's deck within reach o' her tackles. No heavy pieces. Two men can handle mery piece easy." "Turnin' farmer, Gib?" "ThinkJn' about If a little." the commodore admitted. "What's your rate on thlB freight? It ain't perishable, so get down to brass tacks." A dollar a ton," declared the greedy Scraggs, naming a figure fully forty cents higher than he wouM have been willing to accept. "Five hundred dollars for the lot." Suits me." The commodore nonchalantly handed Scraggs five hundred dollars. "Ginfme a receipt," he said. So Captain Scraggs gave him a receipted freight bill and Mr. Glbney departed. An hour later a barge was bunted alongside the Victor and Nells Halvorsen appeared In Scraggs' cabin to Inform him that the five hundred tons of freight waa ready to be taken aboard. ' -.W "All right, Neils. I'U put a gang to work right off." He came out on deck, paused, tilted his nose, and sniffed. He was still sniffing when McGuffey bounced up out of the engine room. "Holy Sailor!" he shouted. "Who uncorked that atter o' violets?" "You dog-gone squarehead," shrieked Captain Scraggs. "You been monkey- In' around that codfish again." "What smells?" demanded the mate, poking his nose out of his room. "That tainted wealth I picked up at sea." shouted a voice from the dock, and turning, Scraggs and McGuffey observed Mr. Glbney standing on a stringer smiling at them. "Gib, my dear boy," quavered Captain Scraggs, "you can't mean to say .vou ve unloaded them gosh-awfu! codfish-- ™" "No, not yet--but soon, Scraggsy, old tarpot" Captain Scraggs was on the verge of tears. "But, Gib I My dear boy I This frelght'll foul the Victor up for a month o* Fridays--an' I just took out a passenger license 1" 'Tm sorry, Scraggsy, but business is business. You've took my money an' you got to perform." "You lied to me. You said It was agricultural stuff an' I thought it was plows 8n' harrers an* slch--" "It's fertilizer--an* If that ain't agricultural stuff I hope my teeth may drop out an' roll in the ocean. An' It ain't perishable. It perished long ago". I ain't deceived you. An' if you don't like the scent o' dead codfish on your decks, you can swab 'em down with Florida water for a month." Captain Scraggs' mate came around the corner of the house and addressed himself to Captain Scraggs. "You can give me my time, sir. I'm a steamboat mate, not a grave digger or a coroner's assistant, or an undertaker, an' I can't stand to handle this here freight." Mr. McGuffey tossed his silkey engineer's cap over to Scraggs. "Hop on that, Scraggsy. Your own hat is ground to powder. Ain't it strange, Olb, what little imagination Scraggsy's got? He'll stand there a-ecreamin' an' a-cussln' an' a-prancln' --Scraggsy! Ain't you got no pride, makln' such a spectacle o' yourseJf? We don't have to handle this freight o* Gib's at all. We'll Just hook onto that barge an' tow It up river." "You won't do nothin' o' the sort, Mac, because that's my barge an' I ain't a-goln' to let it out o* my sight. I've delivered my freight alongside your steamer and prepaid the freight an' it's up to you to handle It." "Gib I" "That's the programme!" "Adelbert," crooned Mr. McGuffey, "a1"'* you got no heart? You know I got a half Interest in the Victor--" "O-oo-oh!" Captain Scraggs groaned, and his groan was that of a seasick passenger. When he could look up again bis face was ghastly with misery. "Gib," be pleaded sadly, "you got us where the hair is short. Don't invoke the law an' make us handle that codfish, Gib! It ain't right. Gimme leave to tow that barge--anything to keep your freight off the Victor, an' we'll pull it up river for you--" "Be a good feller, Gib. You usen'ter be hard an' spiteful like that," urged McGuffey. "I'll tow tbe barge free," wailed Scraggs. Mr. Glbney sat calmly down on tbe stringer and lit a cigar. Nature had blessed him with a strong constitution amidships and the contiguity of aw "Holy 8allorl" H's Shouted. "Who Uncorked That Attar o* Violets7" his tainted fortune bothered him but little. He squinted over the tip of the cigar at Captain Scraggs. "You're Just the same old Scraggsy you was in the green-pea trade. AU you need is a ring in yer nose, 8craggsy, Co make you a human hog. Here you goes to work an' soaks me a dollar a ton when you'd be tickled to death to do the Job for half e' that, an' then you got the gall to stand there appealln' to my friendship 1 So you'll tow the barge up free, eh? Well, just to make the transaction legal, I'U give you a dollar for the job an' let you have the barge. Skip to It, Scraggsy, an' draw up a new bill, guaranteed' to tow the barge for one dollar. Then gimme baek $499.00 an' I'll hand you back this receipted freight bill." ^ Captain Scraggs darted lnto hls "ifr-1 In, dashed off the necessary document, and returning to the deck, presented it, together with the requisite refund, to Mr. Gibney, who, in the meantime, had come aboard. "Whatever are. you a-goin' to do with tl\ls awful codfish, Gib?" he demanded. Mr. Glbney cocked his hat over one ear and blew a cloud of amok* fa the skipper's face. "Well, boys, HI tell you. Salted codfish that's been under water long time gets most o* the salt took out of it, an' even at sea, if it's left long enough, It'll get so darned ripe that It's what you might call offensive. But it makes good fertilizer. There ain't nothin' in tbe world to equal codfish, medium ripe, for fertilizer. I've rigged np a deal with a orchard comp'ny that's layin* out a couple o* thousand acres o' young trees np In the delta lands o' the Secramento. I've sold 'em the lot, after first buyln' It from the owners o' the schooner for a hundred dollars. Every time these orchard fellers dig a hole to plant a young fruit tree they aim to heave a codfish in the bottom o' the hole first, for fertilizer. There was upward o' two hundred thousand codfish in that schooner an' I've sold 'em for five cents each, delivered at Dunnlgan's landln'. I figger on cleanin' up about seven thousand net on the deal. 1 thought me an' Neils was stuck at first, but I got my imagination worklu'--" Captain Scraggs sank limply Into McGuffey's arms and the two stared at the doughty commodore. "Hit in the face with a fortune an' didn't know it," gasped poor McGuffey. "Gib, I'm sure glad you got out whole on that deal." » "Thanks to a lack o' Imagination in you an' Scraggsy I'm about two hundred an' fifty dollars ahead & my estimate now, on account o' the free tow o' that barge. Me an' Nells certainly makes a nice little split on account o' this here codfish deal." "Gib," chattered Scraggs, "what's the matter with reorganisin' the syndicate?" "Be a good feller* Adelbert," pleaded McGuffey. Mr. Gibney was never so vulnerable as when one he really loved called him by his Christian name. He drew an arm across the shoulders of Mo Guffey and Scraggs, while Neils Halvorsen stood by, his yellow fangs flashing with pleasure under his walrus mustache. "fecraggsyl Mac! Your fins! We'll reorganize the syndicate, an' the minute me an' Nells finds ourselves with a bill o' sale for a one-quarter interest in the Victor, based on the actual cost price, we'll tow this here barge--" "An' split the profits on the codfish?" Scraggs queried eagerly. "Certainly not. Me an' N^2s splits that' fifty-fifty. A quarter o' them profits Is too high a price to pay for your friendship, Scraggsy, old deceitful. Remember, I made that profit after you an' Mac had pulled out o' the syndicate." "That's logic," McGuffey declared. "It's highway robbery," Scraggs snarled. "I won't sell no quarter Interest to you or The Squarehead, Gib. Not on them terms." "Then youll load them codfish aboard, or pay demurrage on that barge for every day they hang around; an' if the board of health condemns 'em an' chucks 'em overboard I'll sue you an' Mac for my lost profits, git a judgment agin you, an' take over the Victor to satisfy the Judgment." "You're a sea lawyer, Gib," Scraggs retorted sarcastically. "You do what Gib says," McGuffey ordered threateningly. "Remember, I got a half Interest in any judgment he gits agin us--an' what's more, I object to them codfish clutterln' up my half Interest." "You bullied me on the old Maggie," Scraggs screeched, "but I won't be bullied no more. If you want to tow that barge, Mac, you buy me out, lock, stock and barrel. An' the price for my half Interest is five thousand dollars." "You've sold something, Scraggsy," Mr. McGuffey flashed back at him, obeying a wink from Mr. Glbney. "An' here's a hundred dollars to bind tbe bargain. Balance on delivery of proper blll-o'-8ale." While Scraggs was counting the money Mr. Glbney was writing a receipt in his note book. Scraggs, still furious, signed the receipt. "Now, then, Scraggsy," said Mr. Gibney affably, "hustle up to the custom house, get a formal blll-o'-sale blank, fill her In, an' hustle back agin for your check. An' see to it you don't change your mind, because It won't do you any good. If you don't come through now I can sue sou.an' force you to."' "Oh! So you're buyln* my Interest, eh?" "Well, Tm lendln' Mac the money, an' I got a hunch he'll sell the interest to me an' Nells without figgerln' on a profit. You're a Jarrin* note In the syndicate, Scraggsy. an' I've come to that time o' life where I want peace. An' there won't be po peace on the Victor unless I skipper her," Captain Scrnggs departed to draw up the formal bill of sale and Mr. Glbney, drawing The Squarehead and McGuffey to him, favored each with a searching glance and said: "Gentlemen, did It ever occur to you that there's tuoney In tbe chicken business?" It bad! Both McGuffey and Nells admitted It. There are few men In this world who, have not, at some period of their lives, held the same view, albeit the majority of those who have endeavored to demonstrate that fact htTve subsequently changed their minds. "I thought as much," the coouao- ' ***&" *»' .J A** |M; dore grinned. "If I was to let you two out o' my sight for a day you'd both be flat busted the day after. So we won't buy no farm an* go In for chickens. We'll sell the Victor an' buy a little tradln' schooner. Then we'll go back to the South seas an 'earn a legitimate Uvln'." "But why'll we sell the Victor?" Me* Guffey demanded. "Gib, she's • lot* of a boat," "Because I've Just had a talk witli the owners o' the two opposition l!n»s an' they, knowln' me to be chummy with you an' Scraggsy, give me the tip to tell you two that you could have your choice o' two propositions--a rate war or a sale o' the Victor for ten thousand dollars. That gets you out clean an' saves your original capital, aiy It gits Scraggsy out the way, while nettin' me an* Neils live hundred each." "A rate war would ruin us," McGuffey agreed. "In addition to sourln* Scraggsy's disposition until he wouldn't be fit to live wltb. Gib, you'rea wonder." "I know It,** Mr. Glbney replied. Within two hours Captain ScraggsT half Interest bad passed into the hands of McGuffey, and half an boor later m "Gib," Chattered 8eraggs, "Whafa the Matter With Reorganisin' the 8yiw dlcate?* the Victor bad passed Into tbe hands of the opposition lines, to be operated for the Joint profit of the latter. Later in the day all four members of the syndicate met In the Bowhead saloon, where Mr. Glbney explained the deal to Captain Scraggs. The latter waa dumfounded. "You'll run without me, Gib," Scraggs declared emphatically. "I've had a-plenty o' the dark blue for mine. I got a little stake now, so I'm going to look around an' invest In a--* "A chicken ranch," McGuffey Interrupted. "Rlght-O, Bart How'd you guess ltr "Imagination," quoth McGuffey, tapping his forehead, "imagination, Scraggsy." Three weeks later Mr. Glbney had purchased, for account of his now abbreviated syndicate, the kind of power schooner he desired, and the inspectors gave him a ticket as master. With The Squarehead as mate and Mr. McGuffey as engineer and general utility man, the little schooner cleared for Pago Pago on a day when Captain Scraggs was too busy buying incubators to come down to the dock and see them off. 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