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missed my bunk ony bout a foot. But they never ketched us. I did git pistol-
bit one time when we wuz fixin to land some booze an a depty sheriff shot at
us— jist a 38 slug thew muh laig.

"Cap'm Bob paid me good money, but I spent it fast on wimmen an gamblin.

Here Jaydy lowered his voice cautiously and cast a wary eye toward the trail-
er, from whence came the clatter of dishwashing and a woman's low voice hum-
ming contentedly.

"Them Cubian winanen is shore hot mammas," he whispered enthusiastically.
"They'll either love you to death, er stick a knife in you if you make em
jealous, I reckoleck one little Spanish gal I had in Havanner----But shucks,
I batter not tell that." And Jady chortled and winked roguishly.

"Sometimes when liquor wuz scarce in Havanner we'd smuggle a loada
Chinymen over on a dark night an putt em ashore at some lonesome place on the
Floridy coast. One night we fetched over eleven head uv em at $200 a head.
We putt em off jist afore day down on Lemon Bay. Cap'm Bob wouldn't go no
closter to shore'n bout half a mile, cause the water wuz shaller. He made
them pore Chinks jump overboard an wade ashore in about five foot-a water.
They wuz a big movin van waitin fer em on shore to take em to Tampa. Hits a
wonder some uv em didn't git drownded.

"I wrote a coupla times to Birdie Lee whilst I wuz boatin, but never
got no hearin fum er, so I figgered she musta quit likin me, er either her
daddy got the letters an never give em to er.

"One time we tied our boat up at Fort Myers fer a coupla days to git
the engine fixed, an I decided to hop a train an go up to see Birdie Lee.
But goin up town I met a bootlegger I knowed, an he tole me they wuz a warrant
out fer Cap'm Bob. I got skairt they might want me too, so I high-tailed

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