Steamboat Round the Bend Page #7

Just lucky he didn't

bump his head on that boat.

Hallelujah!

Glory, be, Brother Efe!

Hallelujah!

Into the fiery furnace! Into the

fiery furnace!

-Glory be!

-Hallelujah!

Glory be, brother!

Come!

We must have more wood!

Chop up the decks here! Chop

everything that burns!

Every-

Anything that burns!

Must have more wood!

Say, look here, honey.

Can you get over there and get

right in behind him?

Sure, I can. Yeah.

-In his backwash?

-Uh-huh.

Because if you can, the Lord has

given me an idea.

Here she comes!

Mink, when I get sound asleep,

take this here...

cigar out of my mouth, will ya?

Burnt up three, four steamboats

that-a-way.

-Mornin', Mink.

-Morning, Captain.

Mornin', Captain Eli! Have

a good night?

Holy jumpin' catfish!

Fletch! Fletch! Get an ax!

Get an ax and chop that old

scow loose!

Doc, you connivin' old scoundrel!

It 'taint fair! It 'taint fair!

Im just as sore 'bout it as you

are, Captain Eli...

when I found out we'd been

pushin' you all night.

Ah, son...

I wouldn't keep watching that

scaffold if I were you.

I ain't seen it, Reverend.

I was watchin' up the river.

I sure thought Uncle John and Fleety

Belle would be here today.

Well, maybe they'll be able

to get here yet.

Ill stay here with you.

-How much time I got?

-Oh, a couple of hours.

-Let me read to you a little.

-Please.

The fire's dyin' out, Doc. The

boiler's gettin' cold.

She ain't got another lick in 'er.

We're sure licked now.

-You got to keep the fires goin'.

-Ain't got nothin' else to burn!

-Well, burn that museum!

-Huh?

Right!

Moses!

Doc said burn up the museum!

The mu-Good idea!

You gon' burn up Mr. George

Washington? Hey!

I wonder how come they can...

In!

Mr. Moses, that's Miss Carry,

'Notion'; Lookee here-Hey!

Hey, Mr. Efe!

Mr. Efe! Hey!

Its me, Mr. Efe! Hey! Its me!

Its me! Its Jonah, Mr. Efe!

Go on, brother!

-Hallelujah!

-Go on, brother!

Glory be! Hallelujah!

-Get everything in there!

-Get that drinkin'...

chap over there!

In with the demon rum!

In he goes! Here we are!

Cramp her, Mink! Get in that

current and cramp her sharp!

Hey, Clem!

Give 'er everything you've got!

Spread 'er wide open and put two

more men on the safety valve!

Mr. Efe, there they is there!

Hurry up, Uncle Jeff!.

They sneakin' by!

-Hallelujah! Glory be! Hallelujah!

-Glory be!

-Only six to do now!

-Glory be!

Come on, brother! Into the

fiery furnace!

There they come, Mr. Efe! You

better make a fire up!

You better make it hotter!

You just takin' your time!

You can't get no steam!

There they go! I know good

and well we...

gon' have to catch 'em again!

-Take 'er, Mink.

-Ive got 'er.

Hot ziggety! We got him beat

four ways to Sunday now!

Glory be! Hold 'er steady, Mink!

Ain't there somethin' we can get

in there and...

keep 'er goin' a little further?

-We're purt' near there.

-We ain't got steam...

enough to raise a blister.

Don't seem fair. They're gonna

hang Duke, and we...

in spittin' distance of Baton Rouge.

Nothing can save us now but the

power of prayer.

Hey! What are you drinkin' there?

Medicine.

Brother Efe, you've been deceivin'

me! That's demon rum!

Hey, that's Pocahontas. Its never

failed us yet.

-Say, we got 10 gallons, right?

-Ten? We got a hundred!

Then fire it up! Down with

demon rum!

Down with demon rum!

Down with it!

Down with the demon rum!

Into the fiery-

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Boy, that stuff is dangerous!

-Give it here!

-Keep it goin'!

Down with the demon rum!

There we are! Into the fiery

furnace!

-Glory, be!

-Id love to see ol'...

Captain Eli's face now!

Gosh almighty! Say, look, Mink!

Look at the way the smoke's

comin' out of'er!

Hey, Clem! Clem!

Feed 'er rosin!

Yes, and a barrel of pitch!

We'd better get hotter! I ain't

gonna rest,...

so we'd better catch that-

Hallelujah!

That must be some powerful

roots and herbs...

in this Pocahontas.

Yea, brother! More! More!

Hurl away the demons!

Yes! There they are!

Hurl away the demons!

That's it!

Mink, he's crawlin' up.

We're comin' into... We're comin'

into Baton Rouge!

That's Baton Rouge!

O God in heaven, look down upon

this, thy son...

Excuse me, Reverend.

Say, Duke, is there any last

request you'd like to make?

I sure would like to see the

finish of that race.

Well, I ain't got no objection to

that. But Rufe...

told me that you-

That's all right. Anything Duke

wants suits me.

Well, Id like to see the finish

of that race myself.

So, we'll let 'er go as soon as

the Pride of Paducah...

comes around the bend.

-Thank you, sir.

-It won't be long.

-There she comes!

Well, all right, son.

Let's go.

Wait a minute! That ain't the

Pride of Paducah!

Its the Claremore Queen!

-Well, let's go.

-Good-bye, Duke.

O Father, Father, I beseech thee...

at this moment look down

upon thy son...

in this, his hour of need.

Grant him strength. Grant

him praise...

Wait! Wait! Wait!

Wait! Wait! Wait!

I pardon this boy!

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