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Updated: May 21, 2025
The "Associated Press" recently informed the world of the arrest of a young white man in Southern Georgia who represented the "Atlantic Naval Supplies Company," and who "was caught in the act of enticing hands from the turpentine farm of Mr. John Greer."
Now that he was flat on the water, he could no longer see the lanes of seaweed, and he would be forced to depend entirely upon signals from the dock. Alongside Madden came Greer, and after them Caradoc. Like all Americans, Leonard gradually increased his energy, and forged ahead at a rate considerably faster than that required for long distance swimming.
He whirled over, struck to the surface, spat out brine, blinked his eyes. Somebody was shouting something in an urgent voice. The noise buzzed in his waterlogged ears. "Hey, hello! What is it?" he cried, giving his head a shake and putting on his hat. "School of sharks!" shouted Greer, coming toward his leader at a foamy speed. "School of sharks!" echoed Madden with a sharp thrill. "Where?
As Madden moved down the ladder to the deck, he heard, above the murmur of the busy men, the strong measured beat of a ship's cutter approaching the tug with deliberate swiftness. There were some good men stationed to defend the forecastle, Hogan, Mulcher, Greer and two or three of the Vulcan's former crew whom Madden did not know.
I am amazed! no man could have dared to ask him for it! What put this into your head?" "You almost suspected Bart" with decidedly damp eyes "and others did quite, and while in Ravenna I wrote a note to Mr. Greer, who called, and I asked the direct question, and he answered. I asked him to write it and he did, and paid me a handsome compliment besides.
Brick turned his head at last; he looked, also, not reproachfully but with a question in his hard stern eyes. Mizzoo turned red. "Well, yes, I'll read it," he said, defiantly. "Sure! I guess as sheriff of Greer County I'll make shift to get through with it alive."
Presently he became aware of a voice calling his name. It seemed a long way off, but when he looked around he saw Farnol Greer quite close to him. The thick-set black-headed fellow motioned for Madden to approach, and the American kicked himself and his float in that direction. A little later he saw that Malone was with Farnol, and that the two were supporting a third man.
"You see," he explained, "word come today that the Supreme Court has at last turned in its decision. Prairie Dog Fork is now Red River, and 'Red River' is only the North Fork of Red River and that means that Greer County don't belong to Texas, and never did belong to her, but is a part of Oklahoma." "And you'll never have an Oklahoma writ served on you," cried Lahoma, "not while I'm living!
"A wonder I'm not with that diabolical wheezy spewing boring in my brain you never stop a minute over and over " "Have you run out of stolen whiskey again?" interrupted Greer with cool malice. The whole crew came to hushed attention. Caradoc seemed to collect himself with a great effort. The blood ebbed from his face, leaving it the color of clay. "Stolen?" he asked in a contained voice.
She had heard something of this Greer there was something bad or wrong about him; Henry may have spoken to her about the man; and she may have seen or known of Greer's taking him home, and had written him this note of warning. The hand was like that of a man, but no man in Ohio would use such paper, scented with violets.
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