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since his friends had seen him last, but there was no mistaking
the military attitude. In the water around the sponson floated a
number of water wings, tied to the boat, to represent floating
ice cakes. The audience applauded vigorously as the skiff drew
near. At the psychological moment, when Nyoda had her camera
focused for a snap a huge mosquito settled on George's extended
calf. He uttered a sudden yell, brought his hand down on his leg
and pitched headfirst into the water. The patriots rescued him
and set him on the dock, and Professor Wheeler, who had sprung
from his seat and looked as if he were going to the rescue
himself, sat down again amid the general laughter.

"What next?" he murmured, chuckling extravagantly.

The next was an episode entitled "The Pirates of Tripoli."
Chapa, Medmangi and Nakwisi came swaggering out on the dock
dressed as pirates, with turbans and sashes and fearful knives
stuck in their belts, singing, "Fifteen men on a dead man's
chest!" Striking piratical attitudes on the end of the dock they
sang the Pirate song from "Peter Pan," making savage gestures and
pointing downward dramatically at the line,

"We're sure to meet below!"

Chorus over, the captain bold set his men to swabbing decks,
etc., and ordered the watch up aloft on the tower to plant the
flag with the skull and crossbones and keep the lookout. Boldly
he paced up and down on top of the tower, sweeping the seas with
his spy-glass. Suddenly he paused and uttered a shout. The
pirates crowded to the edge of the dock. Looking in the
direction he pointed they beheld two sailors approaching in a
small open boat. Seeing the pirates, the sailors were overcome
with terror and tried to avoid passing the dock, but the ruthless
cut-throats flung out a rope and lassoed them. Pulling them up
on the dock, they blindfolded them and tied their hands behind
them. Then, in spite of pitiful shrieks for mercy, the pirate
captain ordered the poor sailors up the ladder to the top of the
tower and made them walk the plank off the high springboard,
still blindfolded. It was so thrilling the audience squealed
with excitement.

As Sahwah jumped she flung out her arms in a despairing gesture,
and wobbled beautifully all the way down through the air. It was
Migwan, though, who created the most merriment. The two sailors
were dressed very correctly in white duck trousers, middies and
sailor caps. The trousers were part of