Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . orpedo and the Whale,and its a ten-to-one shot there aint an old timer that showed his mug in the jam that kinremember the name of thatlittle gal. Dont spose you birdsever heard about Harry Mc-Darrah that usta be thewhole works on the ferryboat. Harry was engineer,fireman, coalpasser, and therouster. He usta brag thathe could Chubble morethuel than annie man thativer stud fernist a staimboatbiler. No matter how coldthe weather, Harry neverv/ore a coat or vest, andalways had his shirt sleevesrolled up to his the boy


Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . orpedo and the Whale,and its a ten-to-one shot there aint an old timer that showed his mug in the jam that kinremember the name of thatlittle gal. Dont spose you birdsever heard about Harry Mc-Darrah that usta be thewhole works on the ferryboat. Harry was engineer,fireman, coalpasser, and therouster. He usta brag thathe could Chubble morethuel than annie man thativer stud fernist a staimboatbiler. No matter how coldthe weather, Harry neverv/ore a coat or vest, andalways had his shirt sleevesrolled up to his the boy that startedthe strenuous life business that T. R. got away with, bybeginnin work at four-thirty in the mornin and knockin offat nine-thirty in the evenin—exceptin when he rowed theferry skiff on stormy nights, after Chin Lawhead or the reg-ular oarsmen got buck fever and laid down on the job. When Harry got tired workin hed bank his fires andmosey up to Ohlweilers or Eckermanns, and after dustinthe high collar offn a coupla big ones, hed tell them lunch-. 192 THEM WAS THE GOOD OLD DAYS grabbers and barflies all about the night of the big wind inIreland. And Harry was some teller when he pulled up afew notches on his belt and took a drag at his clay the ferry docked for winter, down at the boatyard, andHarry got through with his cleanin and paintin, hed cutice in the slough or split cordwood down around Andalusia,just to keep in condish for the big openin when the icewent out. When you hear these young sportin guys bragabout how them hunk and kike prize fighters is due to crackfrom over-trainin by workin two hours a day, tell em aboutthe time Harry McDarrah done his days stuff for a dollar-ten—and never a squawk outa him. Jim Maucker hammered out lightweight racin shoes forthe pacin and trottin bosses that speeded in the sleighinraces on Second avenue, and little Jimmy Thompson, theoriginal boy deckative, was sproutin the finger-print theoryand workin out his sher


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