Adventure, February 1917 — page 216: what you’re looking at

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214 the party found with his feet a jeweled sword-hilt with.some eight or ten inches of blade on the Re- lampago. In closing I feel confident I shal] never die until I recover that treasure or a big lot of it.— CapTAIN——- -——, San Antonio, Texas. P.S. It has been said by some that Capt. Harry Blennerhassett was murdered off the coast of Mo- rocco by Moroccan pirates; truth is, he was sent to the bottom with his Lascars, Malayas and by the British gunboat Eberle. It was from his ship, the Hellenbeck, five of us deserted in ’74 after being shanghaied on board of him in Singapore, April 12, 1874, deserting June 17. Picked up Octo- ber 22nd and carried to Bombay by the Old. Thorn of the East India Co. All of us had sea scurvy at time of desertion. We buried two on the island, and one we buried in Indian Ocean en route to Bombay. Keaton and I both went into the Euro- pean General Hospital there, where he died, so that [ now am sole survivor Seeger -~—. PARTICULARS concerning our free iden- tification-cards and how to get one will be found on the next page, but here is a re- production, in reduced size, of one of the cards. Thousands are being carried and many have already proved their vital use- fulness. rr Ey! Bie 5 i Bs Boars Cif des pet CaeimaK: ieee Pe a RII — MY? METAS i> | 3 aS Pr etan’ ———- skorts ate a Adventure’s Identification-Card (About 14 actual size) Te following has to do almost alto- gether with swearing, but it is pre- sented to you in such proper form that even the name of the general in question is rep- resented by a dash. It is one of the letters I’ve been holding some time, waiting till space gave a chance. Faribault, Minnesota. I have just read Talbot Mundy’s anecdote of “*Tucker’s Tongue” in the February number. Adventure It recalls to mind a similar character whom we have in the army over here, a remarkably efficient officer of —_ the general public know almost nothing at all My experience with him started when as an en- listed man I was on an expedition that had its an- noyances, as most such trips did have in the old Arizona days. And on this particular day they had been a bit more frequent than usual. I stood down by the picket-line, as camp was being made that night, talking emphatically to the men, when he, at that time a lieutenant, called me, “Sergeant, come here!” I went up and saluted, and he asked me if I could clearly see some mountains that were about ninety miles away. I replied that I could. “Well, sir, if you have to swear as you have been doing, you can go over there and do it! Let me attend to what aneeene is necessary at this end!” I DID not see Lieutenant —— again for some years, until as a lieutenant of volunteers I was serving on the staff of General Lawton and, com- ing into headquarters after a short absence in the field, I was introduced to those who had reported during my time away. Among them was Lieut. Col. ——. He gave me one look and, grasping my hand;~ said: You need not introduce me to this gentleman; let me introduce you to the only man who was ever in the army, who could swear worse than I can!” All I could say was, “Colonel —— does me too much honor, when he admits me to that class.” If you could get some of General ——’s experi- ences for publication, they would prove very inter- esting to your readers. Almost any of the old- ' timers can'tell some of. them, as he has earned all the soft staff details that he has ever had.—F’. J. ELuison. QO’ readers will please note that our department, “Back Issues of Adven- ture,” has been enlarged in scope. From now on, so far as space permits, it will con- tain notices not only from those who wish to sell back copies but also from those who wish to buy them. LLOWING are the practical helps Adventure offers its readers. Merely “‘sood business policy”? The other fiction magazines evidently don’t believe the in- tangible returns warrant the time, trouble, money and space such service costs. And they are not run by fools. Personally I believe it zs good policy. But our older readers know, I think, that we do not serve for policy alone, that our readers do not mean to us merely fifteen cents a month per. I can sum up my own attitude very briefly by saying I want to. be friends with all of you. But I don’t ask you to believe it any farther than I can prove it—ARTHUR SULLIVANT HOorrMan. MMICELOOOKS (S©@) S| aco