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Show The Serious One. The ship was wallowing In the waves which threatened to engulf her at any moment. The captain ordered a box of rockets and flares brought to the rail, and with bis own hands Ignited a number of them in the hope that they would be seen and the passengers pas-sengers and crew rescued. 'Mid the rockets' red glare, a tall, thin, austere Individual found his way with difficulty to the rail and spoke to the captain. "Captain." be said, "I must protest against this dare-devtllshnees. We are now facing death. This Is no time for a celebration." Success Magazine. |