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UIIU UlUIIUOilU I lUOUiM. ■ its s^!' for"! gro"'” . stu I'in Hi 111- hug® > \v •h0‘ Th®!' of r *4. ■ 1 stood in the shadows Cp Seaman’s Bank. England sea coast was i(j' his territory, but (jj Sonne easy money fast. (In ■'^nrembered the bank ten years before when ,on his way to Boston ij'liob. Many things had lij*"*®® those dav^s, but his '^“'ley had not been one dill nts o! kno"' j: )bably f wel®^®’’ j|i- ,ifl® leave- _ f go h.«>r tft'f: % -.oil®' :s ofl ire. ^ ..£■ darky. ment y, ts. lij looks n P- l5) Shanqhaied BANNER Hn Up the collar of his gkanced at his watch 4utes until twelve, ten St ®s Until the watchman '““nd. He waited pa- tlit*^''®re in the knowledge 'lt.''^tchman had not been ®lti •^e Week before. Sure man was right on he had made his in- '■tiji ®Very thing and moved ^tross the street moved '' *'C(i ^Eat the night watch- he crossed the street Mn ciusscu LUC ^liccl , ^Ee alley beside the tst k ■’ — >siv ,, he took a hacksaw ll ^ COOK l 11ICK-J>IW \tj satchel that he car- '^Hturbance, it took *ch '^r part of two hours % i.-' S his task. Once the apart at the bot- He then used a to snap the window simple matter to H' 'H brisk and he was elated by the feeling of a successful job. It was when he started for his car that he noticed the two men be hind him. At first he thought they were cops, but he saw that their dress was that of seamen. He took several turns, trying to lose the men, but they stayed right behind him. In desperation he headed for the waterfront. Then he took the wrong turn. The street he -was on led back to a warehouse, and the only way out was the way he had come in. The two men moved apart, one coming in on either side of him. One grabbed him while the other hit him with a blackjack. The man with the blackjack picked up the unconscious man’s satchel and threw it in a nearby trash can. “He won’t be needing that for awhile, not where he’s going,” he said. “1 guess that fills out the >> crew. y' 'vere five steel bars the window and ■' ■ so as not to create \ he felt better. He previous observa- watchman would 'J'l^'^^f'er round until two ^ old safe proved to i hard to crack. It \ uiinutes until two I. ^le i-f, door finally swung O.^l^d his satchel in a to take only the "1, the night air was j. r e e Haircuts 1 omorrow , _ _ 1 „1 U.. Penn Station (Cont. from p. 5) “You didn’t expect anybody to volunteer with the cargo we’re carrying, did you,” his mate asked. my train would leave, and he in formed me that I would have to wait an hour. I tucked my ticket into my pocket and picked up my luggage. When I picked up my shaving kit, I noticed something dripping from it. On further in- vestgation I discovered that the fall to the marble floor had been too much for a glass bottle of after-shave lotion. I turned from the window just in time to see an old friend going up the stairs by which I had earlier come in. I called to him, creating a terrific echo in the beau tiful glass dome overhead. He did not seem to hear me; so I ran after him. Just as I reached him and said, “Hi Bill, I did not know that you lived in New York,” I realilzed that I had never seen the guy' before in my life. He stopped, looked at me, shook his head, and then went on. “We better hurry if we’re going to sneak out before the Coast Guard makes its inspection,” re plied the first man. “1 wonder what the captain will give us for this fellow?” As I walked down the steps, I had a strange feeling that every one in the station had his ey-es on me. I was sure that every-one did when I caught my heel in the cuff of my trousers and fell the rest of the way, baggage and all, to the bottom of the stairs. I then decided that it would be best to go out and get something to eat. I put my luggage in a locker and successfully ascended the stairs without causing any major commotion. I found a nice little restaurant and ordered a hamburger and a drink. The waitress returned with my food and a new bottle of catsup. I unscrewed the cap and tried to pour out the contents. Because the hottle was new, the catsup would not come out. I tilted the bottle upside down and gave it hard smack on its posterior end, which sent catsup spattering over my light-blue cord suit. Again everyone was staring at me. I wiped off as much as pos sible, ate, and left. Just as I walked outside, it began to rain. It started as a slight drizzle; so (Cont. on p. 16) HILLTOP—PAGE ELEVEN ows ter rdsc letli mi of nati Sh- tToi e B ola a' pla thr in drc ite icle ng cl tcl I of the conference is “Sent I and Margar Fi W Di n B( lec lor ns( ins ry rve vis be Hi as ;n cl ini lo: ate P till S rm es] ha
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