THE LARGE bony frame of Mr. Belial Gallup, elderly third mate of the tramp steamer, Jaipur Prince, was humped up on a hospital cot in the small seaport town of Vivero on the northwest corner of Spain. Mr. Gallup’s drawn-up knees supported an untidy writing pad; his heavily bandaged left hand held the pad in place; his right fist clutched a blunt, whittled and frequently moistened stub of pencil: and Mr. Gallup’s patient, equine face wore the worried furrows of concentration common to a by no means agile mind in the unaccustomed throes of composition.By NORMAN REILLY RAINE27 min
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