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When the material was sawed a Blue Star steam schooner would transport it to San Francisco Bay, and it would be stored in Cappy's retail lumber yard in Oakland, to be seasoned and air-dried; following which Cappy Ricks would let the contract for the building of the vessel to a shipyard on Oakland Estuary, and sell the builder this seasoned stock at the price of rough green material, even though it was worth two dollars a thousand extra not to mention the additional value for the extra-long lengths furnished specially.

It had been a cruel blow and Cappy's weakness had been exposed without mercy to the members of the Bilgewater Club by Mr. Redell, who thereafter kept both eyes wide open, knowing that sooner or later Cappy would retaliate. Retaliation was, of course, inevitable. Cappy realized this.

This detail attended to, Cappy's active mind returned to more practical and profitable affairs, and he took up Matt Peasley's cablegram. He was deep in a study of it when Mr. Skinner entered with the letter to Mrs. Kendall. "'Captain knifed, killed, Kru boy argument boat fare," Cappy read aloud. "Skinner, my dear boy, what is the cable rate per word to Cape Town?"

"Bully for you, Alden P., you old, three-ply, copper-riveted, reinforced, star-spangled jack-ass!" he murmured. "Why didn't you think of it before and save yourself all this grief?" His hand shot out once more to the push-button. "Send in Mr. Hankins, sonny," he ordered the office boy. Mr. Hankins was the cashier; also secretary of all of Cappy's companies, of which Mr.

I shall average a profit of two hundred dollars a day on each of the fifteen even if I do not charter them longer " "A day!" Cappy's voice rose to a shrill scream. "A day! Any American bottom that will float and move through the water is worth five times what it was before war was declared, and the freight rates are going up every day.

A resume of the operations of the German squadron in the Pacific brought forth mention of the destruction of the Zeile and the Valkyrie. However, Cappy's mind was not in Tahiti now, but off the Falkland Islands, for he was very much pro-Ally and devoted more thought to military and naval strategy than he did to the lumber and shipping business.

As his silk hat appeared over the Retriever's rail a wind-bitten, bewhiskered, gaunt, hungry-looking semi-savage reached down, grasped him under the arms, snaked him inboard and hugged him to his heart. Silence for a minute, while Cappy Ricks' thin old shoulders shook and heaved as from some internal spasm, and Matt Peasley's big brown hand patted Cappy's back.

As Cappy Ricks had anticipated, the men on that deck promptly snagged the boat at bow and stern with boat hooks and on the instant Cappy Ricks' bully boys leaped for their prey. As luck would have it, Terence P. Reardon was the only one offered a helping hand and he did not despise it; neither did he forget Cappy's last instructions.

That night the duke gave a dinner party in honor of the lady and he gave it aboard his yacht, the Doris, formerly the Seafarer, right out here in San Francisco harbor " Joey went up and put his arm round Cappy's shoulders. "Oh, Cappy Ricks, Cappy Ricks!" he cried, and then his voice broke and his eyes filled with tears.

I insist on buying." He reached for Cappy's desk 'phone. "I'm going to tell Hudner to prepare the bill of sale that I'll be up in fifteen minutes with the check. He who hesitates is lost, and " The door opened and a youth stood in the entrance. "Mr. J. O. Heyfuss is calling," he announced.

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