Claiborne guardian. [volume] (Homer, La.) 1877-188?, 1877-12-26

me couple OF uOilarb.
l gave him the money, and he
went of. When he came back he
had a demijohn full Of drink, and
some tumblers. An hour or 90 later
the Indians appeared, some two
hundred of them. First came the
warriors with their rifles, bows and
tomahawks; then followed the
s9uaws, STOPPING almost to tie
ground under their loads. Ny man
halted them, but they didn't want
to trade with me; they didn't know
me. There was a long palaver, and
ut last he threatened to kill some Of
them if they didn't follow his friendly
advice; and the end of it was that
they gave in, to save quarrel. |
They crowded into my little shop,
and drank my demijohn empty, and
bought my stock clean out, and
filled me full of peltries. l made
a., 500 that season, and went of In
high spirits to lose it somewhere
else, and then to pick it up again.
AS for the Virgininn, l lost sight of
him, and never learned how he
ended. Ididn't even inquire whether
he put his butcher. knife in and
turned it around. 1t seemed to me
too delicate a subject.
THE CAPTAINS GHOST STORY.
We had lost man overheard, and
of course everybody was thinking of
him. About two hours later, just at
dusk, there was a POrtugee sailor
at the helm, and | was standing near
him watching the ships course. Of
u sudden this Portugee let out the
most fearful yell that ever heard
in my lie, broke away from the
helm, flew along the deck, and
plunged into the fO'c'sie. / caught
the wheel myself aud bawled to the
mate to bring that man back. He
rushed forward, aud was gone a
devil of q while. When he returned
he said the man wouldn't come.
"Won't Gomez says 1. "That's
pretty story to tell on board ship.
Why don't you make him Gomez
"But l can't" says the mate. "He
held on to the stanchions like wise.
He says he'll die before he'll Gomez
SO, thinking the Portugee had
gone mad, l ordered up another
, man. But this second steersman
, had scarcely got to his post before
, he too let of screech and broke
for the fo'c'slc. BY Jove, didn't
know what to make of it; began to
, think there was some disease aboard,
, some sort of a catching frenzy. !
took the helm again. But just as l
!, was wondering whether would
2 have to steer the ship across the
! ocean myself, CHANGED to turn any
eye windward, and l saw something.
. You must remember that it was
? dusk, and iu fact pretty darkish.
Well, through that darkness ! saw
. a white object rise over the tafirail,
wave at Inc in threatening way,
, aud drop again as if into the sea
: Now, never did believe in ghosts,
: never, even in my CHILDHOOD. But
for one moment l was thoroughly
startled; / thought the drowned
sailor was there. The next moment
the object rose again, and l dis
covered what it was. 1t was not q
ghost, it was the cabin table-clOth
y !, The steward had hung it over the
!, = side to dry, and the wind now and
. then lifted corner of it.
a THE OTHER CAPTAINS BRIGANI
e STORY.
Ii 1t is lovely country, the Mediter
l. ranean shore, every spot of it, every
IS mile of it. Ever been therei Ism
o it beautiful countryf If ever .
d get of duty mean to take trip t
y those regions every winter on TIT
It vessels of our line. Beautiful view
K every place you land at, and plent.
OF fine fishing and shooting. Whel
- | sailed there used to 60 ashore a
every port, and stroll of into tn
II country with either my gun or m,
fishing tackle. In the course of on
/ of those tramps, a few miles out Q
Messina, i had a curious adventure
" On coming back from fishing bou
IS l found myself tired, and stopped q
l a little wayside tavern to take
bottle of wine. There l fell int
,u conversation with an Italian, a nic'
Il, looking fellow enough and yer
pleasant in his manners. That ma
IS spoke English as we'll as did; b
fe had been in America, he said
rp learned his English there. l like
an him 80 we'll that gave him cigal
and then another, and shared m
re wine with him. We were sitttn
er under the porch in front Of til
ks tavern, and everything around 2
nd was pretty, and had an agreeab
half hour. At last ! looked at m
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