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"WE ORIGINATE --- OTHERS IMITATE" Phoenix Tribune key to Happiness ARIZONA'S LEADING NEWSPAPER In 10,000 Homes WHITE ATTORNEY DECLARES NEGRO CAN'T GET JUSTICE (Special to The Tribune) Oklahoma City, Okla., Feb. 10.—Fifteen years in the penitentiary was the sentence passed upon Sam Graddington by Judge Smith of Guthrie, setting in the district court of this county, Saturday. Graddington was charged with killing a white man named George Munson, sometime last year. The jury in the case rendered a verdict of manslaughter and asked for mercy for the defendant. Moman Pruitt, counsel for the defendant, asked for a new trial, which was denied. The case was appealed to the criminal courts of appeals and Graddington was admitted to bond in the amount of $2000. "No Negro can walk into the courts of justice and get a square deal from a white jury in this country," dramatically shouted Pruitt. He impugned the motives of the jury which failed to set Graddington free, yet asked for mercy for the defendant. "They are a set of cowards, and I wish I had you, Judge, out on my farm, instead of in this court room, so that I could tell you just what I think of them. A white lawyer is in trouble himself when he takes the case of a Negro charged with killing a white man. That jury knew poor Sam was innocent, and that he shot only to protect himself. That jury wanted to set poor Sam free, but that jury was afraid of public sentiment. Whereas, Grad? I want him to hear me say this: There is too much talk in the court about this is a white man's country. I never made such a statement in a court of justice in my life. It is this sort of talk that makes it impossible for the Negro to get justice from the jury box. This is God's country, where every citizen has a right to live." Pruitt went on to show that the Negro, Graddington, has been convicted on testimony from the county attorney's office, which attempted to make of Munson a peace officer. It was alleged that Munson held a police commission from Mayor Walton. Pruitt showed that he had been assisting as a lookout for the Negro dive, where he met his death. "He was a dope peddler and a dope seller," shouted Pruitt. "I wanted not only to know that he had a commission, but I wanted to know how long he had it. I wanted to know whether he had it during the time he was making his 'three raps' on the inner walls of his place, and which it was proven he did so many times to warn the gamblers that the officers of the law were on his side of the building. I wanted Mayor Walton brought into this court so that he could tell that jury whether he had given that sort of a man a commission on the force, but you denied poor Sam the right to bring the mayor into this court room and protect himself." It was brought out during Pruitt's argument that Pruitt had received only $37.50 to represent Graddington in the trial. "That poor Negro, without a dollar, asked me to defend him." Then turning towards Graddington, Pruitt continued, "And by the eternal Gods, when Gabriel blows his trumpet, I'll be standing by you, Sam, and you," shouted Pruitt, as he whirled on the county attorney. "You have railroaded this poor Negro to the penitentiary. Some day when you go down into the evening, when you approach death's door, some day you are going to hear those same three raps that George Munson gave on the inner wall and those raps are going to sound like bricks on your coffin." REALITY VERSUS ROMANCE Occasionally a girl may fall in love at first sight. But more often the first time a girl sees a man, she laughs. THEIR OTHER NAME Little Grace had been given some forget-me-nots by one of the neighbors and she came running to her mother with them, saying: "Oh, mamma, look at the think-of-mees Mrs. Brown gave me!" Sgt. and Mrs. Neal entertained in honor of Is Sgt. and Mrs. Felix Bugs who are soon to leave to make their future home in Chicago. Progressive whist was in order. Mrs. W. W. Robison won ladies' first prize, sterling silver souvenir spoon. Sgt. M. A. McCrimmon won men's first prize, an ivory shaving brush set. Mrs. Mays carried off the booby, a dainty little pushion. Mrs. Buggs, the honor guest, was presented with a beautiful sterling silver spoon from the hostess. Delightful refreshments of vegetable salad, crax, stuffed olives, ice cream and cake were served. Guests of the evening included Warrant Officer and Mrs. C. W. Owens, 1st Sgt. and Mrs. W. W. Robinson, Sgt. and Mrs. S. Brooks, Sgt. and Mrs. Murray, Tech Sgt. and Mrs. W. D. Smith, 1st Sgt. and Mrs. McCrimmon, Sgt. and Mrs. E. Allen, Sgt. and Mrs. Mays, Sgt. and Mrs. O'Nell; Mesdames W. E. Davis Johnson and Larkins; Messrs. Wm. Stewart, Tyler, R. H. Hamilton, Andrews, F. Beams, J. J. Stewart, Tipton, R. Bonds and L. Johnson, Chapain A. W. Thomas and Miss Mable Smith. Mrs. R. Majors left last week on a business trip to Los Angeles. During her stay little Misses Ethel and Edythe will be under care of Cpl. and Mrs. Quanders of the band. Tech. Sgt. and Mrs. R. Johnson, medical corps, have moved into their new quarters No. 9. We are glad to have them locate in our neighborhood. Mrs. C. W. Owens and three children last week for an indefinite visit at their home in El Reno, Okla. The Old Maid's Convention produced at St. Peter's A. M. E. church several months ago will be repeated at the same place on February 17. Admission, ten cents. The ladies of the local Eastern Star chapter are glad to have Mrs. Prince, who has begun on sick list, back at her post again. Mrs. Bailey left last week for an extensive visit at her home. Mrs. B. Ford was called to El Paso where her mother is reported seriously ill. Among old vets who are soon to leave the regiment to take up their future lives as civilians are 1st Sgt Felix Buggs, Sgt. Eugene Harris, Mstr. Sgt. Geo. Winston, Sgt. Benj Goode and following them closely are 1st Sgt. W. W. Robinson and Sgt. Neal. We hate to lose these men who have been so faithful and untiring in their efforts to help make the regiment what it is but can only wish for them long and prosperous lives as civilians and hope they will leave as commendable records there as they will when they leave the army. THE DIFFERENCE The young hate work, but it is the last pride, the last joy of the aged that they are able to do it.—Atchison Globe. SOUND TRAVELS FAR AT NIGHT On calm nights the range of audibility of a sound is sometimes from ten to twenty times as great as it is during the day. To Our Readers No person is in a better position to know the attitude of the business concerns of a community than the one who solicits the advertisements and comes in personal contact with the heads of the business concern. When the advertisement of a business firm is carried in the Tribune, it not only serves as an announcement of the special prices or the line of goods handled by that concern, but it is a Direct Invitation to members of the race to patronize the business place; further, it is assurance of fair and courteous treatment. Go Where You Are Invited PHOENIX, ARIZONA: SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 11, 1922 By Miss Gladys White-Walthall Mrs. Gertrude Kelly returned Thursday from a six weeks' visit in Columbus, N. M., where she was the guest of Sergeant and Mrs. Robinson. Mrs. H. W. Garrett has been very ill at her home the past two weeks. We hope for her speedy recovery. Mr. Stovall, well known citizen of Los Angeles, and brother of Dr. Leonard Stovall, was instantly killed last Monday when a fast train struck the truck in which he was riding and hurled it into the river. He is survived by the wife, two children, three brothers and two sisters. Mrs. C. Buckner enjoyed a pleasant stay last week as guest of Mrs. M. B. Johnson at the Ann Emert and the Johnson-Barrett Cottage at Manhattan Beach. Mrs. Celesta Bennett gave a brilliant reception in honor of Mrs. R. C. Crump of Chicago. Thirty ladies were present to meet the honor guest and enjoy the dainty refreshments served by the genial hostess. Mrs. J. H. Shackleford proved herself a very charming hostess Thursday afternoon when she entertained in honor of Mrs. R. H. Dandridge of Kansas City, Mo., and Ernest Gleen of Okmulgue, Okla., with a dainty tea, from 2 to 5. The beautifully gowned ladies under soft shaded lights, presented a scene of fairyland. Fifty-two ladies were present and they declared it one of the most enjoyable social affairs given in Los Angeles for many seasons. Mr. and Mrs. Walthall gave a buffet party last Friday. The evening was spent at cards and dancing. Twenty-five guests were present and all had a delightful time. WHITE LABOR GIVEN PREFERENCE OF JOBS IN PENASCOLA, FLA WHITE LABOR GIVEN PREFERENCE OF JOBS IN PENASCOLA, FLA Pensacola, Florida, February 10.—Perhaps for the first time in history practically all white men are employed in the work of street paving in Pensacola at the present time. Colored men are being worked as draymen, or as men to handle the mules which are used in plowing up the streets to get the proper grade, but as a general proposition, the employes are all white and the greater numbers of them are voters. In other words, the contractor appears to be carrying out his promise to work all home and white labor, and he is taking on all the men possible, to guarantee the completion of the job in a month as the contract specified. It is stated that the contractor will be unable to finish the work on contract time on account of the incliment weather which causes many of his men to lay off, and also because the street railway company will be unable to get a supply of steel to relay their tracks. CHINA CLAY China clay is nothing but decayed granite and much of it is dug up from pits in Cornwall, England. It is mixed with water and run into a series of ponds, where the heavy impurities sink to the bottom, leaving a thin paste of fine clay. When this settles it is dried into bricks, ready to go to the potteries. BULLFROG STUCK TO MACHINE A big bullfrog, although uninvited, took a ride in an airplane in the Philippines, and the pilot was unable to spill him out into the atmosphere even though he performed all the stunts of an aerial circus. CENTER OF PERFUME INDUSTRY The center of the natural perfume industry has been for many years in Grasse, France. Here each year more than 5,500,000 pounds of orange blossoms, 4,400,000 pounds of roses, 1,400,000 pounds of pasmine, 800,000 pounds of violets and 8,000 pounds each of tuberoses and cassia are used. BLACK WOMAN WINS TITLE TO OIL LANDS WORTH $29,000,000 BLACK WOMAN WINS TITLE TO OIL LANDS WORTH $29,000,000 (Special to The Tribune) Homer, La., Feb. 10.—Twenty-nine million dollars in accrued assets, numerous oil wells, and a big oil refinery in Claiborne Parish, Louisiana, have all been found by the Louisiana supreme court to be the property of Miss Lillian Turner, Colored, as sole heiress of her mother, Mrs. Lona McGhee. Through a decision of the state supreme court last fall Miss Turner was awarded a rehearing in the case after an injunction which prevented her from obtaining title to her inheritance at the time. Formerly, April 11, the third district court of Claiborne Parish awarded the lands and property to the Colored heiress, the state of Louisiana contesting the decision and obtaining a rehearing of the whole case on the grounds of a contention that Miss Turner was an illegitimate child of her mother, Mrs. McGhee. Another contestant, Mrs. Angelina Allen mother of Mrs. McGhee and grandmother of Miss Turner began a contest of the claims of her grand-daughter when oil was discovered on the otherwise worthless property, but was defeated in both the lower and higher courts. The final, big battle in the case came up in the courts at this place on January 17. There were many witnesses on both sides, and every effort was made by several white persons with the assistance of suborned Negroes to wrest the Colored woman's enormous holding from her. The excellence of the case and the strength or the claim which was made by the rightful heiress, though, were of a nature to bring to her aid some of the best legal talent of this section of the country, with the rare result that Miss Turner received an absolutely fair decision and came into full and absolute possession of what is possibly one of the largest fortunes in the United States owned by a woman. The land upon which oil was found and which is finally the sole property of Lillian Turner was originally a part of the worn out Louisiana bottom land, practically worthless for farming purpose and useful only as a place of residence for a few poor people. At no time until finally its value went up by leaps and bounds with rendered a report stating tah the was the land worth at the outside of more than $5,000. No interest was taken in it nor its owners. The poverty stricken Angelina Allen, Lorna McGhee and Lillie Turner, grandmother, mother and daughter were of no consequence, apparently, to themselves, their neighbors nor the community. No thought was ever taken of any of the parties to the case. Like many other farms in this district the Turner farm was in the oil belt. Experiments upon it were the same as thousands of other experiments which have been conducted and nothing obtained from them excepting hard work and blasted hope. Once it was established though, that the oil upon the place was real oil and that the money to be made from it was real money, some of the best legal talent of this section became the ardent solicitors for the favors of the despised three 'Colored women. No case in the history of Louisiana has ever attracted more widespread interest and at this time no woman in the state is more cordially received nor more warmly thought of than Lillian Turner, with her $29,000,000 golden halo. 130 YEARS OLD HOUSE STANDS IN OLD VIRGINIA (Associated Negro Press) Front Royal, Va., Feb. 3.—What is believed to be one of the oldest frame houses still standing and occupied in this part of the country is the small house on the Gordon estate directly opposite William North's store about a mile beyond Huntley postoffice on the Flint Hill road in Rappahannock county. According to Jim Williams, who now lives in the house, the building was erected by a Colored man by the name of Laec Russell more than 130 years ago. CHANDLER Mrs. Jack Gray returned Sunday from Los Angeles where she has been the past month with her mother who is ill. Mr. and Mrs. Austin, Mr. Smith, Mrs. Lena Wells, Mrs. A. Stewart and Miss Inez Stewart of Phoenix, motored to Chandler and Goodyear Sunday and spent the day at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ed. Burkhardt. They report a delightful time and said that they would be back again. Mr. and Mrs. Jack Gray and Mr. Jerry Green motored to Goodyear Sunday afternoon and spent a few hours with Mr. and Mrs. Burkhardt. Mr. Jack Gray had a serious accident last Saturday. His team ran away with a disk harrow, throwing Mr. Gray from the seat and injuring his knee. One of his finest horses also was injured and had to be killed. ANOTHER VERSION The evil that men do lives after them; the good is often misconstrued by the attorney for the other side. Southeast Missouri. ONLY TWO SPECIMENS There are two kinds of men—those who do what their wives tell them and those who never marry.—Smart Set. TO CLEAN LEATHER The leather on furniture should be rubbed over occasionally with a cloth slightly dampened with oil or with a good leather polish. LAW WOULD MAKE $1,400 THE MINIMUM WAGE FOR TEACHERS Washington, Feb. 10.—A new school bill drafted by the board of education and school authorities and submitted to the district committee, proposes a minimum salary of $1,400 and a maximum of $3,000 a year for elementary teachers. Principals of normal schools and supervising principals are to get from $4,000 to $4,500, while heads of departments are to receive from $3,100 to $3,400. YUMA-SOMERTON By Miss Bertha Johnson Mrs. Swan of Yuma, was a visitor in Somerton last Sunday. Mr. Daniel Johnson is a recent arrival from Los Angeles and will spend several months with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson. Mr. Robert McGrand and Miss Purpatan Jones were quietly married last Saturday night and left Sunday morning for Los Angeles, Calif., where they will reside permanently. Mrs. Catton and daughter of Yuma, were guests of Mrs. Willie Tullis in Somerton last Sunday. Miss Bertha Miller spent Sunday with her mother and father. Miss Namii Tabron, teacher of the Colored children in the public school in Somerton, will spend the summer in Washington, D. C. COLORED INSURANCE COMPANIES ENJOYING ERA OF PROSPERITY (Associated Negro Press) Denver, Colo., Feb. 3.—The supreme camp of the American Woodmen of this city, announces that negotiations are now pending for entering the states of California, Massachusetts, North Carolina and New York. It is the plan of the management to make one million and a half of assets its goal for the close of 1922. LUCKY FOR ANNE! Salesman (lately promoted to antique department)—"This chair, madam, was originally made for the duke of Buckingham, who gave it to Anne of Austria. We're selling quite a lot of them."-London Bystander. The Willing Workers Club met last week with Mrs. E. J. Carter and enjoyed a pleasant afternoon. The newly elected officers were installed. We wish them success and trust that our club will grow larger and stronger. We had our monthly review questions and they were answered promptly by each member in his turn. The questions last week were brought in by Mrs. J. H. Billingslea, and Mrs. P. T. Taylor will bring in the questions for next week. Next meeting of the club will be with Mrs. T. W. Garrison Thursday afternoon. NO STAIRS OR ELEVATORS Apartment houses have been constructed in Seattle which have no stairs or elevators, the ramp system being used, and it is said to meet with entire satisfaction from every standpoint. Hot water is secured by burning the refuse of the house incinerators. The ramp is a series of gradual inner inclines from one floor to another. LOCALS Brilliant Reception Tuesday afternoon, February 7 Mrs. Hicks of 1312 East Jefferson street, was hostess at a brilliant reception given in honor of her sister Mrs. Mattie Brown of Chicago, who is here spending the winter. Many ladies were invited and came to grace the affair with their presence. Dainty refreshments were served by the genial hostess and all report this an enjoyable affair. Visitor From Prescott Rev. W. E. Youngblood, formerly of Sedan, Kansas, but recently of Prescott, arrived in the city Monday night and is staying at the home of Mrs. Frank Turner, 802 East Jefferson street. Rev. Youngblood is no stranger to us, as he formerly lived in Phoenix and is well and favorably known. He has come to reside permanently. Excellent Services Splendid services were held Sunday at the C. M. E. church and the pastor, Rev. M. Thompson, delivered two able and inspiring sermons to large and appreciative audiences. The services were indeed spiritual and all went away happy. Mrs. M. Noble of 27 South Fourth avenue has been confined to her bed the past two weeks on account of illness. She is somewhat improved, but still unable to leave the house. Receives Sad News Mr. Joseph Horn of 121 South 8th street, received the sad news of the death of his father, Mr. Emmanuel Horn of Atlanta, Ga. The elder Mr. Horn passed away January 25 at the ripe age of 79 years and four months. The son, Mr. Joseph Horn, who is here for his health, was unable to make the trip to Georgia to attend the funeral. Mr. Advertiser The Tribune is read by practically every Colored family in Phoenix, Mesa, Chandler, and Tempe. It also has a wide circulation throughout the State of Arizona as well as in New Mexico, southwest Texas and other states. 5 Cents a Copy; $2.50 a Year LIST OF JOBS BLACK MEN DID NOT GET FROM REPUBLICAN PARTY LIST OF JOBS BLACK MEN DID NOT GET FROM REPUBLICAN PARTY (Special to The Tribune) Washington, D. C., Feb. 10.—President Harding broke the silence of nearly one year last Friday when, without announcement, he nominated Harley V. Speelman of Marietta, Ohio, to be register of the treasury. The senate will no doubt confirm the nomination. Although the president broke completely away from republican precedent in nominating a white man for this position, it hardly comes as a surprise. Politicians have been closely watching for this move by the president, and it has been conceded that his action in this case would definitely interpret his frame of mind on the question of patronage. Has Been Traditional "Plum" The office of register of the treasury has been a political plum which has traditionally fallen into the hands of black men. Among those who have held the office have been Judson W. Lyon, Bishop William T. Vernon and J. C. Napier. President Wilson even recognized this fact to the extent that he offered the appointment to Attorney A. E. Patterson of Chicago, with the understanding that Attorney Patterson decline the nomination. Wilson then named an Indian, Gabe Parker. **Seems Part of General Scheme** The action of the president seems to be a part of a general scheme to replace black men with white in appointive offices. The following is a list of black men who formerly held office and who have been replaced by white men, and are still held by them: William H. Lewis, assistant attorney general, $5000. J. C. Napier, register of the treasury, $4000. Charles W. Anderson, collector of internal revenue, New York, $4000. Henry Lincoln Johnson, recorder of deeds, $4000. Ralph W. Tyler, auditor for the navy department, $4000. Joseph E. Lee, collector of internal revenue, Jacksonville, Florida, $4500. N. W. Alexander, register of land office, $2500. J. E. Bush, recorder of public monies. J. E. Rock, Ark., $1500. Charles A. Cottrell, collector of internal revenue, Honolulu, $4500. T. V. McAlister, recorder of public monies, Jackson, Miss., $2500. General Robert Smalls, collector of port, Beaufort, S. C., $1500. James A. Cobb, special assistant district attorney, Washington, D. C., $3700. W. D. Johnson, special agent agricultural department, $1500. James N..Alexander, deputy collector, Los Angeles, $1600. P. B. S. Pinchback, inspector, New York, $2000. S. Lang, Williams, Arizona, district attorney, Chicago, $2000. William C. Matthews, assistant district attorney, Boston, $1300. Mrs. N. P. Boose, postmistress, Bofcy, Oklahoma, $1300. L. J. Price, postmaster, South Atlanta, George, $2500. E. R. Belcher, deputy collector, Brunswick, Georgia, $1000. George A. Reed, postmaster, Beaufort, S. C., $1800. Isaiah J. McCottrell, collector of customs, Georgetown, S. C., $1000. Edward A. Burril, vice and deputy clerk, St. Etienne, France, $1000. SUPERSTITIONS ABOUT LEEKS Leeks are supposed to be harbingers of good fortune in Wales, and when one finds a leek growing on the wall about the house there is expectation of some great happiness coming to the inmates. In olden times the leek was supposed to keep witches away. ARTS ALL CLOSELY RELATED Painting, sculpture, literature, music, are more closely related than is generally believed. They express all the sentiments of the human soul in the light of nature. It is only the means of expression which vary.— Rodin. sar’ Nth tes “a a\\ lly a os, ass WG Ze ge 8 Signe — — C77 tp 27? Shi SI PSBGLALSIZE ee AER EAE enn eos fies reponse J Pin ncc0 nomer J] Phoenix, Arizona Published Eye ty Saturday by the Tribune Publishing Company ‘Address all Communications to the PHOENIX. TR: UNE P. 0, Box 1052, Phoenix, Arizona Gatered as Second-Class Matter Jute 22, 1918, at the Postoftice at Phoenix ‘Arizona, under Act of March 8, 1879 Business Office: 1302 Bast Jefferson Street. Phone 6250 Managing Editor io ctincicdteencenwnstees msenenereenennenennnenneeine Ae Re SMITH Contributing’ BAitOr eeeeeeeeteeeennneeeeeennnnneee Ida B, Wells-Barnett Subscription Rates—in Advance Gee Nast 2 Seen se ee gay Meee er Member National Negro Press Association a ‘Advertising Rates on Application All Matter for Publication MUST be in our Office by Wednesday evening as we go to press on Thursday NOTICE TO THE PUBLIC AB erroneous reflection upon the character, standing or reputation of any person, Srm or corporation which may appear in the columne of THE TRIBUNB will be gladly corrected upon its being brought to the attention of the publishers. ‘This Paper holds a news franchise In the Associated Negro Press and ‘uses its exclusive copyrighted dispatches. ‘The Associated Negro Press will receive authentic news items or clippings of national scope (sent at sender's risk) at the office, 3423 Indiana Avenue, Chicago, 11) Se RACE NEWSPAPERS By Dr. T. L. Griffith—In The Los Angeles New Age Every Negro family ought to subscribe'and pay for one or more of the Race newspapers. The newspaper is indispensable. Intelligence and information lie at the very foundation of any self-governing people. The great newspapers of this and other nations mold public opinion, and they make it possible for the common people to be advised as to the great issues before the public, and the great thoughts which control the world. And in addition to the great dailies which are for everybody, every group of people has the papers which especially keep them advised as to matters paramount to their advancement. There are some matters which especially concern us as Ne- groes. They relate to-our political, economical, social and réligi- ous status as a people. Upon these matters our Race news- papers, and our Racefewspapers only, can keep us ‘advised. Only occasional matters of racial interest are reported in the daily press. And we all know too well how the criminal acts of the few'are so largely featured in these. We must look to our own papets for the news of progress along all lines. Far-sighted men and women among us have caught the vis- ion of the Race needs, and inspired by the desire to meet these needs they have founded weekly papers and monthly magazines. They have counted upon the support of our people which to too large a degree has been withheld. In the secular pursuits there is possibly not a more sacrificing group than those who have tried to make great newspapers among us. Editors and managers like other folks are subject to mistakes, but they aré entitled to be judged by the good-they attempt to do, and they ought to have our support in their efforts to help the Race. They must buy paper, they must employ stenographers and printers, they must rent rooms for business. In one sense that is their business. In another sense it is’ ours. When we want the newspaper, it is very convenient to have it. We ought to be will- ing to contribute the subscription price for the privilege of having it when we need it. Many of us who are not subscribers to our papers would greatly miss them if they were not in circulation. It does not cost many hours of the labor of a single day to pay a subscription to a Race newspaper for a whole year. It is worth more than the cost of it to you to have the advantages of know- ing the things your friends are doing, the things the people of your state are doing, and the things the people of our group are doing all over the world. ‘The riewspaper is now the chief advertising agency for every line of business. Business will grow among us in proportion as our newspapers are able to grow. And the great thing we now need to learn is how to promote and conduct successful lines of business. Even our political status is now made to hinge largely upon our economic status. It will require business to improve this. Patronize the Race newspapers. Encourage our editors. Speak good words for them. Help them to succeed in their en- deavor. Some day you may be glad to have them carry the word of your own achievements to far away peoples. They will help you personally. They will help your racially. They will help us where and when we cannot help otirselves. CONCENTRATE YOUR BUYING AND VOTING POWER The colored people cannot be economically, socially or poli- tically independent unless they concentrate their economic and voting power. A bank, for example, represents the financial strength of a community, and not of the bankers; and as long as this is given by one group( colored people) into the hands ot another group (white, let us say), the first group is simply sur- rendering’ so'much of its power and inflience'into the control of the other group. With this and other advantages, the other group erects skyscrapers, opens up big business houses of various kinds; but where no colored person can get employment in any of them, except as porter, janitor of a bootblack; this in spite of the fact that thousands of dollars of colored people help to make those institutions what they are. We dare say- there are any number of business concerns inthis country that are largely sup- Ported by ‘the patronage of’ colored people in which race men and women can get a job only as ‘floor sweeper, maid or the like. And this deplorable state of affairs will continue to exist, and if anything, — if colored people do not wake up-and learn to unite and trate their political and economic’ forcés.—Ex. ‘The finest displays of St. Elmo's fire-are mot seen-on the “masts “and Spars “of "vessels ‘at ‘sea; but’ on Kigh ‘mountains,’ where’ they have some- times been observed ‘to tast as long as eight hours. They are especially:‘com- mon during snowstorms. PAGE TWO ST. ELMO'S FIRE ‘The wise man is equal, ready, but Rot officious; has in every thing an eye to surefooting; ‘he offends no body, nor ‘is-easily offended; and is flways willing to compound for Wrongs, if not forgive them,—William Penn. THE WISE MAN aaa SRR. a THE PHOENIX TRIBUNE—ALWAYS IMPROVING The Green Pea Pirates:**' (CONTINUED FROM PRECEDING ISSUE) ‘dollars of my money to the good. Gin- seng always comes packed in air-tight boxes.” ‘He produced a can opener from the cabin locker and fell to his work on 9 corner of the hermetically sealed box As he drove in the point of ‘the car opener, he paused, hammer in. hand and gazed solemnly at Scraggs and MeGuftey. “Gentlemen,” (again McGuffey nodded approvingly) “do you know what a vacuum is?” “I know,” replied the imperturbable McGuffey. “A vactum is an empty hole that ain't got nothin’ init.” | “Correct,” said Mr. Gibney. “My head is a vacuum. Me talkin’ about ginseng root! Why, I must have wa- ter on the brain! Ginseng be dog- ¥oned! It’s optum!” Captain Seraggs was forced te grab the seat of his chair in order to keep himself from jumping up and clasp- ing Mr. Gibney around the neck. “Forty dollars apound,” he gasped. “Gib—Gib, my dear boy—you've made us wealthy—” Quickly Mr, Gibney ran the can opener around the edges of one corner of the zine box, inserted the claws of the hammer into the opening, and with a quick, melodramatic twist, bent back the angle thus formed. Mr. Gibney was the first to get a Peep inside, . “Great snakes!” he yelled, and fell back against the cabin wall, A hearse seream of rage and horror broke from Captain Scraggs. In his eagerness he had driven his head so deep into the box that he came within an inch of kissing what the box contained—which happened to be nothing more nor less than a dead Chinaman! Mr. McGuf- fey, always slow and unimaginative, shouldered the skipper aside, and calmly surveyed the ghastly appari- tion, “Twig the yellow beggar, will you, Gib?” said MeGuffey; “one eye. hait open for all the world like he was -winkin’ at us an’ enjoyin’ th’ joke.” | Not a muscle twitched in MeGutf- | fey's Hibernian “countenance. He scratched his head for a moment, as 2 sort of first ald ‘to memory, then turned and handed Mr. Gibney ten dol- lars. “You win, Gib. It’s Oriental goods, sure enough.” “Robber!” shrieked Captain Scraggs, and flew at Mr. Gibney's throat. The sight reminded McGuffey of a terrier | worrying @ mastlif.. Nevertheless, Mr. Gibney was still so unnerved at ‘the discovery of the horrible: contents of the box that, despite his- ‘gigantic pro- portions, he was well-nigh helpless. “McGuffey,, you swab,” he yelled. “Pluck this maritime*ontlaw of my neck. He's tearin’ my windpipe out by th’ roots.” MeGuffey choked Captain Scraggs “until he’ reluctaiitly tet go Mr. Gibney, whereupon all three'fled from the cab- in as from a pestilence, and gathered, an angry and disappointed group, out on deck, “Opium!” Jeered Captain Seraggs, with tears of rage it his voice. “Gin- -seng! You and your imagination, you swine, you! Get off my ship, you lout, or Tl murder you.” Mr. Gibney -hnng his head, “Scraggsy—an’ sou, too, McGuftey— I got to admit that this here is one on Adelbert P. Gibney. I—I—" “Oh, hear him,” shritled Captain Scraggs. “One on him! It's two on You, you bloody-handed ragpicker. 1 suppose that other case. contains opium, too! If there ain't another dead corpse in No. 2 case I hope my teeth. may drop overbonrd.” “Shut up!” bellowed Mr. Gibney, in a towering rage. “What howl have you got comin’? ‘They're my China- men, ain't they? I paid for ‘em like @ man, didn't 1? AN right, then. Tf keep them two Clinamen, You two ain't out a cent yet, an’ ns for this five I wins off you, Scraggs, it's blood money; that's what it Is, an’ I hereby gives it back to you. Now, quit yer whinin’, or by the taf!’ o° the Great Sacred Bull, PN lock you up all night in th’ cabin along 0° them two defunct “Celestiats.” Captain Scraggs “shut ap" prompt ly, and contented himself with, glower- ing at Mr. Gibney. The mate’ sat down on the hateh coaming, lit his pipe, and gave himself up to medita- tion for fully five minutes, at the end of which time McGuffey was ‘aware that his imagination’ was: about -to cote to the front ouee more, “Well, gentlemen,” (again McGutf- fey nodded approvingly) “I bet Iget my twenty bucks back outer them two Chinks," heannounced presently, “How'll yer do it?” inquired McGut- fey politely. » “How'll T do it? Easy as fallin’ through an open hatch. Cin _a-goin’ t' keep them two stiffs In th" boxes until dark, ar? then I'm a-guin’ to tuke fem out, bend 2 rope stound their middle, drop ‘em overboard an’ anchor Sasnithore all sight» iI ae th’ tad<en yeu nail up your property, “Gib, an’ Femove it from th’ dinin’ room table. ‘want to remind you, however, Gib, that as shipmates me an’ McGuffey don't stand for you shoulderin’ any loss on them two cases o'—Oriental goods. We was t’ share th’ gains, if any, an’ likewise th’ losses.” “That's right,” sald McGuffey, “falr an’ square, No bellyachin’ between shipmates. Me an’ Scrages each owns one-third 0 them diseased Chinks, an’ we each stands one-third o' th’ loss, if any.” “But there won't be no loss,” pro- tested Mr. Gibney. “Drayage charges, Gib, _drayage charges. We give @man a dollar to ‘tow "em down t’ th’ ship.” “Forget it,” answered Mr. Gibney magnanimonsly, “an’ Tet’s go over an’ get a drink. T'm all shook up.” CHAPTER VIII. ee ee ee ee ee ee oe he had left them they would have deen wuch puzzled to account for that worthy’s: actions, ~ First he dodged around the block Into Drumm street, and then ran down Drumm to Califor- nia, where he climbed aboard a cable car and rode up into Chinatown. Ar- riving at Dupont street he allghted and walked up that interesting thor- oughfare until he came to No. 714. He glanced at a sign over the door and was aware that he stood before the entrance to the offices of the Chinese Six Companies, so he climbed upstairs and inquired for Gin Seng, who pres- entiy made his appearance. Gin Seng, a very nice, fat China- man, arrayed in a flowing silk gown, begged, in pidgin English, to know in what manner he could be of service. “Me heap big captain, allee same ship,” began Captain, Seraggs. “On board ship two China boys have. got.” (Here Captain Seraggs winked know- ingly.) “China boy no speak Eng- vish—" “That being the case,” interposed Gin Seng, “I presume: that you and 1 understand each other, so let's cut out the pidgin English, Do I under- stand that you are engaged in evading the immigration laws?” “Pxactly," Captain Scrages managed to asp; as soon as he could recover from his astonishment. “They showed me your name an’ address, an’ they won't leave th’ ship, where I got ’em Jocked up in my cabin; until you come an’ take ‘em away. Couple o’ rela- tives of yours, I should imagine.” Gin Seng smiled his bland Chinese smilé, He had frequent dealings with ship masters engaged in the danger. ous, though lucrative, trade of smug: gling Chinese into the United States, and while he had not received advice of this particular shipment, he decided go with Captain Seraggs to Jackson street bulkhend and see if he could not be of some use to his countrymen, As Captain Scraggs and his Chinese | companion approached the wharf the skipner glanced warily about. He had small fear that elther Gibney or Mc- Guffey would show up for an hour, for he knew that Mr. Gibney had money in his possession. However, he decided to take no chances, and scouted the vicinity thoroughly before venturing abeard the Maggie. ‘These actions served but to increase the respect of Gin Seng for the master of the Maggie and confirmed him in his belief that the Maggle was a smuggler, Captain Scraggs took his visitor In- side the little cabin, carefully locked and bolted the door, lifted the zinc flap back from the top of the crate of “Oriental goods” and displayed the face of the dead Chinaman. Also he pointed to. the Chinese characters on the wooden Tid of the crate. “What does these hen scratches mean? demanded Scraggs. “This man is named Ah Ghow and he belongs to the Hop Sing tong.” “Flow about his pal here?” “That man is evidently Ng Chong Yip: He is also a Hop Sing man,” Captain Seraggs wrote it down. “All right," he said cheerlly; “mneb obliged, Now, what I want to know is what the Hop Sing tong means by shipping the departed brethren by freight? They go to work an’ fix ’em up nice so's they'll keep, packs ‘em awayoin a zine coffin, inside a nice pinin wood box, labels "em ‘Oriental goods,’ an’ consigns ‘em to the Gin Seng company, 714 Dupont street, San rancisco. Now, why are these two “Countrymen 0” yours shipped by freight —where, by the way, they goes astray, for some reason that I don't know ‘nothin’ about, an’ I buys ‘em up at a eld horse sale?” Gin Seng shrugged his shoulders and replied that he didn't understand, “You lie,” snarled Captain Seraggs, “You savey all right, you fat old idol, You! It’s becanse if the railroad com: pany knew these two boxes contained dead corpses they'd a-sonked the rela- tives, which is you, one full fare each from wherever these two dead ones comes from, Just:the same as though they was alive an’ well. But you has ‘em shipped by freight, an’ aims to spend a dollar an’ thirty cents each on ‘em, by. markin! tem » ‘Oriental goods.’ Helluva way to treat a rela- tion. 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These gentlemen have spent much time in preparation of their arguments and indications are that it will be well worth going miles to hear. The debate will take place at 8 o'clock sharp and all Phoenix invited to come out and hear this interesting subject debated by two able students of the bible. NO MEDICAL EXAMINATION Phoenix, Arizona THE PHOENIX TRIBUNE—ALWAYS IMPROVING The Green Pea Pirates (Continued From Page 2) save time an' trouble an' money by diggin' up five hundred dollars." Gin Seng said he would go back to Chinatown and consult with his company. For reasons of his own he was badly frightened. Scarce had he departed before the watchful eye of Captain Scraggs observed Mr. Glbney and McGuffey in the offing, a block away. When they came aboard they found Captain Scraggs on top of the house, seated on an upturned fire bucket, smoking pensively and gazing across the bay with an assumption of lamblike innocence on his fox face. He soon departed, but Mr. Gibney was suspicious. "He's got his lines fast somewhere—you can bank on that," was his comment. "While we was away he rigged up some kind of a deal, Bart. It stands to reason it was a mighty profitable deal, too. My imagination may be a bit off the course at times, Bart, but in general, if there's a dead whale floatin' around the ship I can smell it. "What do you make out o' that fat Chinaman cruisin' down the bulkhead in an express wagon an' another Chinaman settin' up on the bridge with him?" McGuffey demanded. "Seems to me they're comin', bows on, for the Maggie." "They tell me to deduct somethin', Bart. Wait a minute till we see if they're comin' aboard. If they are—" "They're gain' to make a landin', Gib." “—then I deduct that' this body-snatchin' Scraggs—” “They're boardin' us, Gib." “—has arranged with yon fat Chinaman to relieve us o' the unwelcome presence of his defunct friends. He's gone an' hunted up the relatives an' made 'em come across—that's what he's done. The dirty, low, schein' granddaddy of all the foxes in Christendom! I'll fish around an' see what bigger Scraggs charged him," and Mr. Gibney stepped to the 'rail to meet Gin Seng, for it was indeed he. "Sow-see, sow-see, hun-gay," Mr. Gibney saluted the Chinaman in a facetious attempt to talk the latter's language. "Hello, there, John Chinaman. How's your liver? Captain he alse get tired; he no waltze. Wha's mallah, John. Too long time you no come. You heap lazy all time." Gin Seng smiled his bland, inscrutable Chinese smile. "You ketchum two China boy in box?" he queried. "We have," boomed McGuffey, "an beautiful specimens they be." "No money, no China boy," Gibney added firmly. "Money have got. Too muchee money you wantee. No can do. Me pay two hundred dollah. Five hundred dollah heap muccfe. No have got." "Nothin' doin', John. Five hundred dollars an' not a penny less. Put up the dough or beat it." Gin Seng expostulated, lied, evaded and all but wept, but Mr. Gibney was obdurate and eventually the China man pald over the money and departed with the remains of his countrymen "I knew he'd come through, Bart," Mr. Gibney declared. "They got to ship them stiffs to China to rest alongside their ancestors or be in Dutch with the sperrits o' the departed forever after." "Do we have to split this swag with that dirty Scraggs?" McGuffey wanted to know. "Seein' as how he tried to give us the double cross—" "We'll fix Scraggsy—all ship-shape an' legal so's he won't have no comeback." They had not long to wait. Upon his arrival at Gin Seng's place of business Captain Scraggs had been informed that Gin Seng had gone out twenty minutes before, and further inquiry revealed that he had departed in an express wagon. Consumed with misgivings of disaster, Scraggs returned to the Maggie as fast as the cable car and his legs could carry him. In the cabin he found Mr. Gibney and McGuffey playing cribbage. They laid down their hands as Scraggs entered. Mr. Gibney began at once: "To show you what a funny world this is, while me an' Bart's settin' on deck a-waitin' for you to come back, along breezes a fat old Chinaman in an express wagon an' offers to buy them two cases of Oriental goods. He makes me an' Mac what we considers a fair offer. Lenne see, now," he continued, and got out a stub of lead pencil with which he commenced figuring on the white oilcloth table cover. "We paid twenty dollars for them two derelicts an' a dollar towage. That's twenty-one dollars, an' a third o' twenty-one is seven, an' seven dollars from twenty-five leaves eighteen dollars comin' to you. Here's your eighteen dollars, Scraggsy, you lucky old vagabond—all clear profit on a neat day's work, no expense, no investment, no back-break' in interest charges or overhead, an' sold out at your own figer." Captain Scraggs' face was a study in conflicting emotions as he raked in the eighteen dollars. "Thanks, Gib," he said frigidly. "Me an' Gib's goin' ashore for lunch at the Marigold cafe," McGuffey announced presently, in order to break the horrible silence that followed Scraggsy's crushing defeat. "I'm willin' to spend some o' my profits on the deal an' blow you to a lunch with a small bottle o' Dago Red thrown in. How about it, Scraggs?" "I'm on." Scraggs sought to throw off his gloom and appear sprightly. "What'd you paddle them two cadavers for. Gib?" Mr. Gibney grinned broadly, but did not answer. In effect, his grin informed Scraggs that that was none of the latter's business—and Scraggs assimilated the hint. "Well, at any rate, Gib, whatever you soaked him, it was a mighty good sale an' I congratulate you. I think mebbe I might ha' done a little better myself, but then it "They're boardin' us, Gib." ain't every day a feller can turn an eighteen-dollar trick on a corpse. "Comin' to lunch with us?" McGuffey demanded. "Sure. Wait a minute till I run forward an' see if the lines is all fast!" He stepped out of the cabin and presently Gibney and McGuffey were conscious of a rapid succession of thuds on the deck. Gibney winked at McGuffey. "Nother new hat gone to h—l," murmured McGuffey. Even after allowing for the expenditures on the engine weighing heavily on Captain Scraggs, that individual continued morose and more than ever inclined to be sarcastic. Mr. Gibney commented on the fact to Mr. McGuffey. "He's troubled financially, Gib." "Well, you know who troubled him, don't you, Bart?" "I mean about the cost o' them repairs in the engine room. Unless he can come through in thirty days with the balance he owes, the boiler people are goin' to libel the Maggle to protect their claim." Mr. Gibney arched his bushy eyebrows. "How do you know?" he demanded. "He was a-tellin' me," Mr. McGuffey admitted weakly. "Well, he wasn't a-tellin' me." Mr. Gibney's tones were ominous; he glared at his friend suspiciously as from the Maggie's cabin issued forth Scraggsy's voice raised in song. "Hello! The old boy's thermometer's gone up, Bart. Listen at him. Ever 'o thee he's fondly dreamin'. Somehint's busted the spell an 'I bet a cooky it was ready cash.' He A "Bart," He Demanded, "Did You Loan Scraggsy Some Money?" menaced Mr. McGuffey with a rigid index finger. "Bart," he demanded, "did you loan Scraggsy some money?" The honest McGuffey hung his head. "A little bit," he replied childishly, "What d'ye call a little bit?" "Three hundred dollars, Gib." "Secured?" "He gimme his note at eight per cent. The savin's bank only pays four." "Is the note secured by endorsement or collateral?" "No." "Hum-m-m! Strange you didn't say nothin' to me about this till I had to pry it out o' you, Bart." "Well, Scraggsy was feelin' so doggoned blue——" "The truth," Mr. Gibney insisted firmly, "the truth, Bart." "Well, Scraggsy asked me not to say anythin to you about it." "Sure. He knew I'd kill the deal. He knew bettern't to try to nick me for three hundred bucks on his danger, worthless note. Bart, why'd you do it? "Oh, h—ll, Gib, be a good feller," poor McGunfey pleaded. "Don't be too hard on ol' Scraggsy." "We're discussin' you, Bart. 'Pears to me you've sort o' lost confidence in your old shipmate, ain't you? 'Pears that way to me when you act sneaky like." McGuffey bridled. "I ain't a sneak." "A rose by any other name'd be just as sweet," Mr. Gibney quoted. "You poor, misguided simp. If you ever see that three hundred dollars again you'll be a lot older'n you are now. However, that ain't none o' my business. The fact remains, Bart, that you conspired with Scraggsy to keep things away from me, which shows you ain't the man I thought you were, so from now on you go your way an' I'll go mine." "I got a right to do as I blasted please with my money," McGuffey defended hotly. "I ain't no child to be lectured to." "Considerin' the fact that you wouldn't have had the money to lend if it hadn't been for me, I allow I'm insulted when you use the said money to give aid an' comfort to my enemy. I'm through." McGuffey, smothered in guilt, felt nevertheless that he had to stand by his guns, so to speak. "Stay through, if you feel like it," he retorted, "Where'dye get that chatter? Ain't I free, white, an' twenty-one year old?" Mr. Gibney was really hurt. "You poor boob," he murmured. "It's the old game o' settin' a beggar on horseback an' seein' him ride to the devil. CHAPTER IX. or slippin' a gold ring in a pig's nose. An' I figured you was my friend! "Well, aln't I?" "Fooey! Fooey! Don't talk to me. You'd sell out your own mother." "Gb, you tryin' to pick a fight with me?" "No, but I would if I thought I wouldn't gift a footrace instead," Gibney rejoined scathingly. "Cripes, what a double-crossin' I been handed! Honest, Bart, when it comes to that sort o' work Scraggs is in his infancy. You sure take the cake." "I ain't got the heart to clout you an' make you eat them words," Mr. McGuffey declared, sorrowfully. "You mean you ain't got the guts," Mr. Gibney corrected him. "Bart, I got your number, Goodbye." Mr. McGuffey had a wild impulse to cast himself upon the Gibney neck and weep, but his honor forbade any such weakness. So he invited Mr. Gibney to betake himself to a region several degrees hotter than the Maggie's engine room; then, because he feared to linger and develop a sentimental weakness, he turned his back abruptly and descended to the said engine room. On his part, Adelbert P. Gibney entered the cabin and glared long and menacingly at Captain Scraggs. "I'll have my time," he growled presently. "Give it to me an' give it quick." The very intonation of his voice warned Scraggs that the present was not a time for argument or trifling. Silently he paid Mr. Gibney the money due him; in equal silence the navigating officer went to the pilot house, unscrewed his framed certificate from the wall, packed it with his few belongings, and departed for Scab Johnny's boarding house. "Hello," Scab Johnny saluted him at his entrance. "Quit the Maggie?" Mr. Gibney nodded. "Want a trip to the dark blue?" "Lead me to it," mumbled Mr. Gibney. "I'll cost you twenty dollars, Gib. Chief mate on the Rose of Sharon, bound for the Galapagos islands sealing." "I'll take it, Johnny." Mr. Gibney threw over a twenty-dollar bill, went to his room, packed all of his belongings, paid his bill to Scab Johnny, and within the hour was aboard the schooner Rose of Sharon. Two hours later they towed out with the tide. Poor McGuffey was stunned when he heard the news that night from Scab Johnny. When he retailed the information to Scraggs next morning, Scraggs was equally perturbed. He guessed that McGuffey and Gibney had quarreled and he had the poor judgment to ask McGuffey the cause of the row. Instantly, McGuffey informed him that that was none of his dad-fetched business—and the incident was closed. The three months that followed were the most harrowing of McGuffey's life. Captain Scraggs knew his engineer would not resign while he, Scraggs, owed him three hundred dollars; wherefore he was not too particular to put a bridle on his tongue when things appeared to go wrong. McGuffey longed to kill him, but dared not. When, eventually, the railroad had been extended sufficiently far down the coast to enable the farmers to haul their goods to the railroad in trucks, the Maggie automatically went out of the green-pea trade; simultaneously, Captain Scraggs' note to McGuffey fell due and the engineer demanded payment. Scraggs demurred, pleading poverty, but Mr. McGuffey assumed such a threatening attitude that reluctantly Scraggs paid him a hundred and fifty dollars on account, and McGuffey extended the balance one year—and quit. "See that you got that hundred and fifty an' the interest in your jeans the next time we meet," he warned Scraggs as he went outside. Time passed. For a month the Maggie plied regularly between Bodega bay and San Francisco in an endeavor to work up some business in farm and dairy produce, but a gasoline schooner cut in on the, run and declared a rate war, whereupon the Maggie turned her blunt nose riverward and for a brief period essayed some towing and general freighting on the Sacramento and San Joaquin. It was unprofitable, however, and at last Captain Scaggs was forced to lay his darling little Maggie up and take a job as chief officer of the ferry steamer Enclair, plying between San Francisco and Oakland. In the meantime, Mr. McGuffey, after two barren months "on the beach," landed a job as second assistant on a Standard O. tanker running to the west coast, while thrifty Neils Halvorsen invested the savings of ten years in a bay sow known as the Willie and Annie, arrogated to himself the title of captain, and proceeded to freight hay, grain and paving stones from Petaluma. The old joyous days of the greenpea trade were gone forever, and many a night, as Captain Scraggs paced the deck of the ferryboat, watching the ferry tower loom into view, or the scattered lights' along the Alameda shore, he thought longingly of the old Maggie, laid away, perhaps forever, and slowly rotting in the muddy waters of the Sacramento. And he thought of Mr. Gibney, too, away off under the tropic stars, leading the care-free life of a real sailor at last, and of Bartholomew McGuffey, imbbling "pulque" in the "centina" of some disreputable cafe. Captain Scraggs never knew how badly he was going to miss them both until they were gone, and he had nobody to fight with except Mrs. Scraggs and when Mrs. Scraggs (to quote Captain Scraggs) "slipped her cable" in her forty-third year Captain Scraggs felt singularly lonesome and in a mood to accept eagerly any devilry that might offer. AIRMEN FORM UNION London.—British airplane operators and mechanicians have formed a trade union to protect the interests and PAGE THREE Upon a night, which happened to be Scraggs' night off, and when he was particularly lonely and inlined to drown his sorrows in the Bowhead saloon, he was approached by Scab Johnny, and invited to repair to the latter's dingy office for the purpose of discussing what Scab Johnny guardedly referred to as a "proposition." Upon arrival at the office, Captain Scraggs was introduced to a small, fierce-looking gentleman of tropical appearance, who owned to the name of Don Manuel Garcia Lopez. Scab Johnny first pledged Captain Scraggs to absolute secrecy, and made him swear by the honor of his mother and the bones of his father not to divulge a word of what he was about to tell him Scab Johnny was short and to the point. He stated that, as Captain Scraggs was doubtless aware, if he perused the daily papers at all, there was a revolution raging in Mexico. His friend, Senor Lopez, represented the under-dogs in the disturbance, and was anxious to secure a ship and a nervy sea captain to land a shipment of arms in Lower California. It appeared that at a sale of condemned army goods held at the arsenal at Benicia, Senor Lopez had, through Scab Johnny, purchased two thousand single-shot Springfield rifles that had been retired when the militia regiments took up the Krag. The Krag in turn having been replaced by the modern magazine Springfield, the old single-shot Springfields, with one hundred thousand rounds of 45-70 ball cartridges, had been sold to the highest bidder. In addition to the small arms, Lopez had at present in a warehouse three machine guns and four 3-inch breech-loading pieces of field artillery (the kind of guns generally designated as a "jackass battery," for the reason that they can be taken down and transported over rough country on mules)—together with a supply of ammunition for same. "Now, then," the Job Johnny continued. "the job that confronts us is to VAN GOGH "The Job That Confronta Us Is to Get These Munitions Down to Our Friends in Mexico." get these munitions down to our friends in Mexico. If we're caught sneakin' 'em into Mexico we'll spend the rest of our lives in a federal penitentiary for bustin' the neutrality laws. All them rifles an' the ammunition is cased an' in my basement at the present moment—and the government agents knows they're there. But that ain't troubling me. I rent the saloon next door an' I'll cut a hole through the wall from my cellar into the saloon cellar, carry 'em through the saloon into the backyard, an' out into the alley half a block away. I'm watched, but I got the watcher spotted—only he don't know it. Our only trouble is a ship. How about the Maggie?" "Td have to spend about two thousand and dollars on her to put her in condition for the voyage." Scrags replied. "Can do." Scab Johnny answered him briefly, and Senor Lopez nodded acquiescence. "You discharge on a lighter at Descanso bay about twenty miles below Ensenada. What'll it cost us?" "Ten thousand dollars, in addition to fixin' up the Maggie. Half down and half on delivery. I'm riskin' my hide an' my ticket an' I got to be well paid for it." Again Senor Lopez nodded. What did he care? It wasn't his money. "Till furnish you with our own crew just before you sell," Scab Johnny continued. "Get busy." "Gimme a thousand for preliminary expenses," Scraggs demanded. "After that Speed is my middle name." The charming Senor Lopez produced the money in crisp new bills and, perfect gentleman that he was, demanded no receipt. As a matter of fact, Scraggs would not have given him one. The two weeks that followed were busy ones for Captain Scraggs. The day after his interview with Scab Johnny and Don Manuel he engaged an engineer and a deck hand and went up the Sacramento to bring the Maggie down to San Francisco. Upon her arrival she was hauled out on the marine ways at Oakland creek, cleaned, caulked, and some new copper sheathing put on her bottom. She was also given a dash of black paint, had her engines and boilers thoroughly overhauled and repaired, and shipped a new propeller that would add at least a knot to her speed. Also, she had her stern rebuilt. And when everything was ready, she slipped down to the Black Diamond conl bunk (Continued Next Issue) remedy the grievances of the aerial taxi drivers. The present pay of pilots is 12 pounds a week.