ADVENTURING WITH A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE
"Majr, "Storey was a dignified old
duffer witli, prffrpnearm.
" 'TpuciJleshj-'co.ntmues. 'Bristol,'
'with hjy; cblleague.'VBoston," a Yan
kee, but.'not "half bad sort, for all
"I shpokhands .'with. 'Boston,' a
handsomeygciles. boy, with a Har
" 'Gentlemen,' says I, , 'I am with
BY FRED BOALT
Seattle, Wash., March -30, Aleck
McNab, Soldier of Misfortune,
wrestles boxes, barrels and bales in
a waterfront warehouse for $1.50 a
As soldier, saiior, mercenary, revo
lutionary spy; secret .service agent,
champion of lost causes and leader
of forlorn "hopes; Aleck. McNab has
flirted with death all his life.
When there was gun-running in
the f?ed Sea, Aleck McNab was there
to stop. jt. Was revolution rampant
, in China, Aleck McNab was hand in
glove with Sun Yat Sen. Did Win
ston Churchill, first lord of the Brit
ish admiralty, desire first-hand
knowledge of his majestyjs benevo
lent suzerainty in Darkest Africa,
Aleck McNab was there to play the
host and guide. Was there' unrest
among the hill tribes-in India, Aleck
McNab could put his finger on the
source of discontent. Did the Young
Turks need machine guns, Aleck Mc
Nab knew where to buy 'them.
He hunted with Roosevelt in Af
rica. He fought for Madero in Mex
ico. He plotted against the czar of
Russia, and helped sot black usurpers
on tottering thrones in falling-off
corners of the world.
He has seen mankind in the raw,
and knows how thin is the cloak of
civilization which hides the savage
who lurks beneath our sTcins. And
he has arrived at some strange con
clusions. He was telling me his adventures.
"Let me see; where was I? Oh,
yes; Salinas Cruz, "Mexico.
"And the first man.! met was 'Bris
tol,' so cahd because he was born
there a wiry, black-haired, little
-Britisher, gritty, a good comrade, and
no morals to speak of. .
"I found 'Bristol' in a water front
" 'Shake hands, McNab of McNab,'
says 'Bristol,' .'witn niy friend and
fellow-expatriate. Maj. Storey.'
Aleck. McNab, Soldier of Fortune..
you after .six" weeks at sea. Inform.
'"We, are recruiting,' says Maj.
Storey, "for. Madero the Dreamer.'
" 'Madero? "says I. 'Is he the pres
ident, or does he want to be?'
'''He-is;' says 'Boston,' 'and Hu
erta wants to be.'
" 'And,' continued the one-armed
major, 'I have-.the honor to be colonel
of a regiment which does not exist.
The name,of McNab of McNab is not
Unknown to me. Will you serve?'
"Would I! I-saluted my colonel.
" 'Bristpl,Lyqu.and Poston are lieu
tenants," said my colonel.
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