A quick run of a cargo of booze, might be a risky business, but it can be profitable too! But had Capt. Carmichael taken on more than he handle? Excerpt "So that's the graft, eh?" rumbled Captain Carmichael as he straightened up in his chair and gazed from under bushy brows at the overdressed, florid-faced man across the little table. "Want me to run a cargo of booze and risk my ship and the calaboose or a fine for me and me men for five thousand while you set back safe and sound and pocket the profits. No, mister, nothing doing." "Got cold feet or too law-abiding?" sneered the other. Carmichael's eyes flashed, his lips set in a hard line and one huge fist clenched as he half rose. Then he settled back. "Cold feet, hell!" he burst out. "No one never said Jerry Carmichael got cold feet yet without being derned sorry he spoke; and as for the law-any fool law like this dry business was made to be broke. No, mister, game ain't worth the candle, that's all." "Maybe we might sweeten the kitty a bit if that's all," suggested the other man. "Would ten grand tempt you?" For a space the bull-necked, deep-chested seaman studied his companion thoughtfully. Then: "Say," he ejaculated, "you fellows make me tired. You think you're some pumpkins, but you don't know no more about running in contraband than a suckling babe. You're a bunch of pikers and dumb fools besides. "You send a schooner down to load hootch in the Bahamas and you know blamed well Nassau's full of spies and every keg and case you put aboard's checked off, and then the craft sails north with faked papers and sneaks up the coast and lays to twelve or fifteen mile off shore, just advertising she's crooked, and then a towboat or a launch goes off making enough racket to wake old Davy Jones and you get chased and catched or have a gun fight or maybe land a few hundred cases and clean up a few thousand and call it business. "No, mister, my motter's 'a thing what's worth doing at all's worth doing well' and you might's well die for a sheep as a lamb. The fine ain't no bigger if you bring in a thousand cases than if you bring in one, and big deals are what pays."
A body appeared mysteriously in the trash can...ExcerptHenry Columbus, khaki clad, his ebon face gray with ashes and dust, and driver of one of those two-wheeled abominations maintained by the municipality of New York for the reception of rubbish and the dispersal of dust over passengers, was industriously emptying the ash cans on the north side of West 85th Street.It was a charming spring morning, and Henry, well content with the world and himself, was whistling cheerily while he worked. As he rolled the battered iron containers to the curb, and raising them, dumped their contents into his vehicle, he glanced at the miscellaneous odds and ends that poured from them, ever on the watch for some discarded but still serviceable article which he might salvage.Farther down the street, and working east from Amsterdam Avenue on the opposite side of the thoroughfare, was Tony Celentano with his wagon. Like Henry, the Italian was also on the alert for chance treasure-trove among the rubbish.As the dusky namesake of the famous discoverer reached the group of cans before a block of brown-stone front houses, he noticed that one of the receptacles was filled to overflowing with a bulging, patched, burlap bag.Whatever the contents were they were heavy, and wondering vaguely what the can contained, Henry heaved it over the edge of his cart. The bag however, was tightly jammed into the can, and, in order to dislodge it, he was forced to clamber onto the half-filled wagon. Grumbling a bit at the extra labor involved, he grasped the sacking with a huge black paw and tugged at the bundle.
To the casual observer cosmic life is unchanging, yet changes in the world beyond are constantly in progress. The moon for example could increase its rotation or frequency which would naturally mean that it was coming closer to earth. A fascinating and imaginative Science fiction story of those who survive the disaster and try to build a new civilization in the strange and greatly altered world.