Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1880-09-18
BUYS AND SELLS EXCHANGE
ON BOARD THE ElrALY.
The Doctor and His Human Pets
Going for the Mails at Night.

\ DOdru lne Snlp! asked Mr.. An
drews, the handsome. and genial
superintendent of the National Line.
as our boat tugged and strained at
one of his steamers on asunny after
noon this week. why yes,n we
answered back as he stood on the
upper deck, and soon he had bowed
us gracefully over the gangway.
We had gone out with Capt. En-
! mons to take the steamer into the
HOboken dock, as she was rid of her
freights and passengers, with few
exceptions, and intended to load at
the point again. We followed Mr..
Andrews through the salon, which
was in dire confusion; carpets up,
tables and chairs in great piles, and
dust over everything. In fact, it
looked as if it were house under
going thorough spring cleaning,
with careful mistress as supervisor.
Then running lightly upstairs, we
were on deck, where fresh breeze
was blowing and a dazzling sunlight
lay around us. This steamer, "The
Italy," belongs to the same line as
''The Queen" and is built quite on
the same plan, but that day, unlike
her sister, she was in undress. No
flags, no awnings, no people; had
fine opportunity, however, for
taking nautical lessons from The
four pilots and the ships doctor,
which I did not fail to take advant-
age of. When going out, no one is |
allowed in the pilot house, but as
we were coming in was invited to
enter. In the center of the room |
were two great wheels tipped with
brass, and on either side stood two |
men to turn them. Then there |
were two compasses by which they
steer. At once l plunged into sea
of questions. Not down-east Yam
kee could have asked more. Two
Of the pilots were very nice about
explaining everything in there to
me, and l tried to grasp it all. (Oh,
how vainD One of them, a Span
ish-looking fellow, with bright
dark eyes and red lips, smiled at
me necessarily, as if he thought me
a queer specimen altogether, but he
did it in such pleasant manner /
felt fiattered. "Now," said to the
older one of the number, "give us
something as memento of our
visit" "Very WE'LL" he replied,
"but what shall it be? I see MOTH
ing small enough, save the clock
will you have it?3 The horrid fell
low! The clock was nearly as large
as myself. "What nonsense ~ we
cried, but we had to laugh all the
same. Then my Spanish friend
came to the rescue, and showing all
his white teeth in a smile, said j:
fGive the young lady a piece of
bunting," "All right" said the
other, and great roll of white,
blue and red was taken down for
our inspection. (which color will
you take ?" "Red, every time," /
laughingly replied, and off strip
was cut. So thus got memento.
All this time the gallant doctor
was left to the tender mercies of
Mrs. Emmons, and fearing really
for his welfare, we concluded to join
them. "What have you been do /
ing? cried she as we went up, and {
/ coolly displayed my trophy. The
doctor laughed; wonder what
amused him so?
He was not to be behind-hand in
affording us entertainment, so he
softly remarked that he would take
US down to see his curiosities.
"What are they ?" was at once the
query. "Why, a pair of twins born
ON the VOYAGE said he, and amid
mutterings and murmurings of 80, !
dear !" and "well, did you ever!" Z
in feminine soto V0ce, we descend
to the cabin. Finally we draw up
in front of door, before which
stands fat, good-natured steward
ess. In fact, all of them are fat;
who ever saw a lean one?.) AT an
insinuating smile from the doctor
she opened the door and handed out
a white bundle. / SHE'D off; Mrs.
Emmons promptly took possession.
Going back, she soon returned with
its counterpart. / got behind the
doctor. That blessed woman fol-
lowed and absolutely astounded me
by Pumping that bundle into my {
arms. "Oh, / will let it fall! /
don't know how to manage the lit
tie fellow" cried, but the steward
ess looked at me pityingly and i
insisted that / should keep him.
Well, then, / determined to hold
him or die in the attempt. but Mrs.
Emmons kept saying would make
his toes touch his nose. Finally
SEOWluS ucSpChatCf WdhtCu w give
him to the doctor, who all this time
had been discoursing on the beauty
and brightness of the twins in
most learned manner. / looked at ]
him imploringly, but he was too
much occupied in dreams of future
greatness for his f'roteges to heed :
anything. At last the stewardess
took them in charge and we went
again on deck. DIR. Morrison had
found names appropriate for them,
calling the boy "Atlantic" and the |
girl Italia" but the woman, with
all a mothers fondness, had spoilt
his euphonious cognomens by the
preflxing of the homel English /
ones of Henry and Susan! However,
the doctor is entirely too nice and
complaisant not to submit with a
good grace to all wOmanly fancies. (
AS proof of this he kindly pre-
scribed for our compilations, which
were the color of under-done beef
from the glare of the sunlight. "But,