The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1869-07-15

may well be proud to have received this
token of her appreciation, for she won ii
under peculiar and trying circumstan-
ces. Young ladies, do not forget that
though you are beaut u when adorned,
you are more attractive, more intellect
ual while you remain satisfied with
what Providence placed at your dis
posal.
Ny Adventure with Whale.
Naval officers, as rule, see nothing
of whale fishing. |, however, had once
slight taste OF it, and | must candidly
confess it was sufficient to last M, for
my life. 1t happened thus:
had been left at Saint Helena to su-
perintend the comdemning of some
slavers captured by her majesty's ship
C, of which | was senior midship-
man, in the Mozambique channel, with
orders to take passage to the cape OF
Good Hope in the first vessel touching
at the Island aud bound there. AS luck
would have it, an American whaler, the
Kate, of New Bedford, Massachusetts,
put in for water and stores; and, find
ing from her master, long, slab sided,
quaint looking fellow, that he was en-
route for Table -ay, for orders, l con-
cluded to 20 with him.
All arrangements having been made,
| embarked one evening, and in II few
moments the Kate was under all sail,
and rapidly leaving the roads.
But | must introduce Captain Jael
White to my readers. He was man
of some six feet two inches high, very
sparely built, but showing an immense
amount of strength. His principal glo.
ry seemed to be in dressing in a long
tailed black cloth coat, ditto pants, a
very dirty shirt, and long faced hat,
which had once been white but now
was of adusky gray. Strongly addicted
to tobacco and hard swearing, he looked
as unlike Il sailor as can be imagined,
butt a better practical seaman | never
came across. He was much liked by
his crew, for, although he was n bit of d
tartar, yet he was SO successful u whaler,
that the men took his treatment in good
part. Like most of his breed, he was Il
capital hand at 'yarning,' (whalers call
it 'gamming,') and it was due to some
of the adventures he related to me that
! consented to take an oar in his boat
the first spot we were lucky enough to
see.
We had Leen out some ten days, and
had got well to the scuthwarh, when
one morning, just after break fast. as
Captain Jael and We're having IA pipe
and a glass of beer on the quarter deck
and he had been amusing me with
some of his experiences, Il shout WAS
heard from the crows nest which
changed the attitudes with which we
were lounging about, from extreme
idieness to intense excitement.
There she blows!' sounded from the
lookout man.
Where awayo' screamed the skipper,
pitching his pipe overheard, and per
forming n strange kind of war dance.
Broad on the lee bow, sir, was the
reply.
All right. Jump aft, boys said the
old man. Square ia the after yards, up
with the helm. So 90, steady square
away the head yards; and. Mr.. Mate,
just them topgailant sails off her AMI
haul the mainsail up and, taking his
spy glass in his hand, he bolted up the
rigging to have look for himself
The sailors were running about like
madmen, and jumped up on the life
rail to get better view; but all
that | could make out was few black
specks upon the white crests of the
waves, and from which occasionally Il
light cloud of spray, about seven or
eight feet high. was thrown.
This was the spout, but an ineXpcri-
enced eye would have had great diff
Guilty in discerning it from the waves,
which were creSting each ether and
breaking in all directions. The whales
were going very slowly, and the bark
was rapidly rua to within half a mile OF
them, when suddenly | saw IL vast
black object give q flourish and disap-
pear, followed by several others.
There goes nukesu beloved half a
score Of voices.
Back the mainyard,' screamed the
skipper, and get the lines in the
! boat
These orders were instantly executed,
and directly the Kate had lost her way,
the boats were swung out, and he ordef
I lower away given. Down went the
/ boats, and over the side and into them
swarmed the boats crews; taking the
! second bow oar in the old mans boat
while he took the steer oar and we
| pushed off, closely followed by the other
| boat, in charge of the first mate.
| There cried the skipper, there ht
nearly a mile off, Now give way, m,
bully boys,-do stretch out, my dea
fellows. A pint of rum each if we only
fasten onto him. That's the stroke
hurrah! There she jumps! Drive he
over it, boys-our chance, by Jove !!
And SO lie kept on encouraging US, al
though we were pulling rs if for life
and sending the light boat through tn
water like tightening. l looked owe
my shoulder at last and saw the mon
ster. like rock, a couple of hundre'
yards off The mates boat was abou
the same distance astern Of US, and he
crew straining every nerve to come u
to US.