Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 257, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 October 1912 — Tales of GOTHAM and other CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

Tales of GOTHAM and other CITIES

What Occurred When the Big Liner Pulled Out

NEW YORK. —The last visitor had gone ashore from a big liner the. other morning. The last adieu had been said. The second cabin gangplank had been drawn in. Fussy little tugs were drawing tight on the hawsers preparatory to pulling the liner but of the pier. Sailormen were unlashing the first cabin gangway, ready to haul her on board. The captain and his officers were on the bridge telegraphing to the engine room— But the steamer did 'not sail on time. Through the hundreds on the pier, whose waving handkerchiefs and flags were bidding goodby to departing ones, a woman came dashing like Bam White through a Harvard line-up. She was not to be denied, for she was a suffragette and she looked it. In a trice she bounded onto the first cabin gangplank, nor would she budge. “My husband,” she shrieked in accents wild, as the poets say. “My hus-

band,” she repeated, "he has deserted me! he has deserted me!” “Well, who can blame the poor fellow?” demanded an irrreverent bachelor, and was literally transfixed for bis temerity. The ship was five minutes late and she was a mail steamer, too. The woman would not budge from the gang-plank and the sailormen could not pull it In without dropping her into the North river. The steamer was getting later every minute. “My husband,” she shrieked. “Where is he?- He has deserted me. I won’t sail without him!” “Well, go ashore and let us sail,” ejaculated an exasperated sailorman. The liner was now ten minutes late. Then he came through the crowd. He didn’t seem to be making any undue effort to hurry. Perhaps he couldn’t. He was a bespectacled little man, laden down with more bundles than a Baxter street peddler. “My husband,” she shrieked. “There he is. I thought, he was deserting me.” ' “I am Gustav Atesb,” was all he had time to tell a shipnews reporter before she dragged him up the first cabin gangway, and as the liner headed out into the stream she Could be seen dragging him back toward the second cabin. The big vessel sailed fifteen minutes late.