The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1881-02-10


of packets. If you have chance d.
him a fpvor, for his father saved my
life while l was away at sea once. ]
9 got into the water and be went in after
me. Tel Henry ! spoke about him
/ and that l want him to do as well as
1 ihescqn and be sure and let rum alone.
and 1 will help him ali 1 can. And
! there, wonder if he wouldn't like
.that"
Mr.. .:MacGregor took. ,.downa "Eavi-
gator from his book-shelves.
.-''That was given me the other day
by the publisher, knowing was a
shipowner, I suppose, and that ! might
mike use of it among my friends.
You have one already, and this, ifyou
see Henry, hand to him. You may
not meet him, true; but there will be
room in your trunk for it, and you can
bring it home again if you don't see
Henry.a g7ni--.9p Cd assoc s.j7s' q
Bob was 'elated ut tho idea Of going
to sea- Everyispare moment he was
out in the yard Bruising himself IN his
attempts to walk a rope or stand steady
on a. seesawing plank, and he received
several cuts in his hand trying to
''swing," as ne. called it, his sheath
knife. He went on board the Gypsy
somewhat hilari0usover several glasses
of ale, presenting himself in "sailor
style" as he thought, and making use.
of the temperance advice with which
ne went loaded to sea for Henry Hun
ter's benefit.
pooh, who am dis comin?o queried
the old ships cook, running his big
dark eyes and wooley head out of his
warm eqbCosc, and eyeing the swag-
gering Bob, who telt his Importance
as an .'sFneFs SON. and was decked
in all the o7tentatious s;'ilor=gear pos
sible:, "aSalt water viii take de non
sense out OBJ dat chap
(By nightthe Gypsy was fairly at sea.
Overhead it was eloudy-and grim No !
stars that night. eea
" 'Twould look sort Of homeIike, as
the landilights have all faded, thought /
Bob, ..to have few stars shine Qver-f
head. Wish one star would light
-, ,,.si-r r-7 ~ ii.rr
Not star lighted ARthough for the
young sailor. Below it was uneasy
rough: the blllows tumbling around
and shifting their heads together Ike
a mob gone mad. The-wind was blow
ing fresh and howled all sorts of dis
NAL tunes through the rigging.
{ 10 dear, thought Bob leaning
over the ships rail. with an indescrib-
able. feeling of discomfort in his stom-
a5,li; aI would like to see the top of ia
thefs old hat coming along the back
yard Mt home. /"
Sick, soung man? Hab a linz
nnY
1t was the old cook hailing him, and
Bob welcomed him joyfullY as desert
sights fountain.
After a while Bob's sea-sickness was
over, and he began to make acquaint-
anceS. The crew was. pretty rough
set, ea-lions that went on two legs.
AS Bob.was an owners son q little
Difference was shown him, and Bob
rather enjoyed it He adapted him
self TO their ways, and-that they en-
ioyed. There was one young sailor
who differed from his shipmates. He
always looked trim about his dress, and
was trim in his talk, and trim in his
habits. generally.
eWho's that?" asked Bob of his
friend the cook and pointing out the
yl3sr,lg sailor.
sDat?' said Sam, looking up from
the heap of potatoes he was slicing
for sthe frYing,pan dat am Jack.
Efis manic am Jack. "a sort OBJ lady's
nen..s
-. Isn't he. much Of 4 saiforY7
2 Yaiss hut hes mighty stickler. He
den' swar, an he don't ohewsin, sn'
he don't drink.
Having defined the term Gladys
man," Sam -nodcstly contemplated
once more the mysteries of the potato
heap BEFORE hip
Bob; could not be classified as a Ia
dy's man, ard bad quickly proved it.
On she fourth Of July one of thetmen
qfrhe toFeSRs}le brought out a brandy
flask that he had hidden in his chest,
md WAS treatibgshis mates.
s"Hnve some, Bob?" said Tom Gran,
the tyeater
lin ne lady's- man" thought Bob,
and accepted theinvitation.
s''FIave-s5me, Jack?"
This was an offer made to the trim
lady's man. He shook his head
& rNo, I thank you.
In little while Jack passed through
the forecastle again, aud the offer was
- '-'.l.
':sNo, Ithank you" was his reply.
, The brandy was now flashing into