The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1876-09-20
THE CAPTAINS HAWSE Ell

By COLONEL JU;Al,N':s::LEWIs.

quite7the old5proverb, but tits some
thing like itand will do. Put 4 sailor
on horseback and he will ride !! 3Ay,
xay! you can just beta cargo of fried
Iratlins heWill ride. Let me give you:
Ben Hurlyburly's experience therea-
! way in something less than the scour-
ing of a sheet anchor. - = u.
Old captain Filigree Crossbones had
taken the old barky on special contract
to Lighters Point with a miscellaneous
cargo, and after getting over the bar
we couldn't get up to Kingston by a
dozen miles. ,:~z.s
So the Captain sent me ashore with
instructions to go onin advance, to re-
port progress, and make purchases for:
the boat, as I was in the habit Of do
ing at times, playing second fiddle
when at sea, and sort of supercargo
extraordinary when on shore.
This duty I accomplished, sending
back my purchases, with word to the
old man that proposed to remain at
Kingston till high water permitted the
old barky to come up, which I knew
would be q week Oh more, for the
I Betsy Neversink drew more water
than all tho temperance men in the
navy put together.
But the captain found no such Or
Gers in his log-book, as he quickly re-
minded me, for he sent back nv mes
senger with q dispatch ordering me to
return at once. after making one more
purchase and that the most singular
of all. @',.
:Den.'' wrote tie old man at the
conclusion Of his brief letter, ::you
will bring with you a boss, Or
"A boss, or-w'at?'' demanded.
cogitating. Merely the captain s way
Of putting it / suppose. He means
bring a boss. CT take the consequences,
Ben Hurlybuvly, and be dashed 70
you! That's what he means. "a
boss or-.': That like old Eil;gree.
Ever since my first cruise with him he
has ever been continually saying, with
one OF his rectangular oathS, BY
heaven, Ben Hurlyhurly, you are an
unmitigated - always stopping
short at the last word and diving he
low to escape my return broMisi(ie.
I've dared hiln to finish tie sentence,
but he won't. Ben llurlyb1uly, you
are an lmnlitigated - is as
far as he ever gets. ~ boss Or,
Ky, it's like him. But what can he
want of a horse! md then cane to
my mind, d'ye see, that old proyerb
about putting Il sailor on horseback,
with which first hailed.
But never mind. I had my orders,
and whatever lay Of the wind old
Captain Filigree was on was none of
my steering. So | hitched up my
Wristbands and sailed out into the city
market.
'A horse-a horse!' I muttered, re-
membering a hunchback play I had
once seen. s'All Kingston for a horse!"
And stopped {; passer-by and asked
him if he knew where [ could buy q
irst-class animal. He looked at me
curiously from head to foot.
"Na hannin,al has his ha l copper
bottomed han clipper built?' says he
and knew by the way he slung his
matches about that he was a cockney.
! 'sVy. Iii knows a man has as yum, but
he as refused ha fifty punndte for i'm,
P'r'a,B lie d sell to me bein' as 'ow
m la personal friend-like a twin
brother, in fact, if he honly ';,d one.
Ave you got the brads about you, my
jolly sailor bold!"
s.Brads?'' I hailed again. "Wlat do
you mean by brads?"
"Vy, hGads is tin, spelter, duff. gol-
osles, ]oily boys, We know
500 [ look like q land-sllark 2 I
demanded, Indignantly. "a sailor
don't go a-buyin' out the town unless
he's got something more to pay with
1J,f> tn,
| ket.:'
s*yvt vas that ere!;' asked the fel-
low, whiting 4 little, like (; cabbage in
the hot sun.
'.Cheek y
"Aw-aw. see you mariners like a
joke--likc the best Of us. But in
course I knew you 'ad the duff. Come
on, then, and look at my friends 'orse.
ue'sa game 'un, he is
"Whicil-the friend or the animal -
I asked.
1.-The 'orse, in course,'' replied the
man Of II s, coolly. My friend knows
nothing of hany gamesi he's 8 child OF
natllr'. [ have to protect i'm against
the viles of the wicked--an."
lie sighed softly, rubbed his hands
gently, and looked Cor minute as if
the stock in trade CT al the ancient
and modern pharisees had come down
to him by legitimate descent.
I have wondered since why lie didn t
decant tear or two, to bein keeping !;
Tut probably his pumping gear was out
Of order.
lie took the up and down one Oh two
i CROSS streets and down q back alley,
where there were more lean dogs than
have ever been seen in Bologna, or
any other sausage market, and stopped