, 1882-03-25
A Haunted Sailor.

he stuck his head cautiously into the OF
fee Of the United States Marshal
'ves. What do you wanti
SIS this the place where poor JACK
comes to get event Is this where yon ~
sailors as have troubled Do you apply
balm for cruelly-trested tsrs heref
Yes. What is your name, what is
the name of your ship, and what did the
mate beat you With asked clerk, me-
chanically reaching for blank warrant
of arrest and beginning to oil IT IN
.sTwan't the mate this time, cap n,
'tvan't the mate: it's the Captains dsugh-
ter"
"Sins hey the merry maiden and the
tar" began the clerk, when he was Inter
r1pted by shower Of inkstands, rulers
| paper-weights, etc, vigorously shed at
him by his fellow-clerks.
The sailor ducked his head back at this
| manifestation, and cautiously intruded II
again, and asked:
perhaps you don't heal the torn heart
here, cap'nF
The clerk, who was feeling little sore
about the abrupt donation OF lnkstands,
etc, asked, sharply: Come now, What $
your easel"
''It's bad 'un; I'm haunted.
you're crank,
"No, | amt; Tn haunted. When I'm
laying out on the t'gallan mast yard arm,
there she is"
"How does she get therei
"Not her, her vision.
"Say," exclaimed the clerk, "this amt
the vision department. Go down the
hall to Commissioner O Beirne.
The man went down there, stuck his
| head into tine office, and asked;
when the heart is steeped III deep
| rooted sorrow, do You fix things for him
herei'
What's the name Of your ship| asked
Commissioner O'Beirne, beginning to
write, after quick glance at the man,
''The Tam 0'Shsnter," the sailor re'
piled, evidently surprised.
"And on the way here from-"'
'The Sandwich Islands
"The Sandwich Islands, | was hiutally
and cruelty beaten 10y the mate, named
Hold on said the sailor; II never
said nothing agin the mate. Your the
second fellow what said did.
'.What is the matter with youi de.
mandrd Mr.. O'Beirne, nervously.
"WelI, cant work. ste her in my
dreams. am
Oh. If You see her in your dreams
you must consult with District Attorney
| Teare, down at the other end Of the hall.
He is the official dream sharp.
The sailor, wilder and more puzzled
looking, opened the District Attorney.
office slowly, gazed about, and finally
asked - Ii an honest tar s soul is full
and his hopes are blighted
Try some black coffee with lime
squeezed into it, replied clerk who was
holding his head tenderly.
| ''If sailor has visions and Is haunted
by the Captains daughter, who com.
down to the ship when We arrive in port
if her face is ever present with him and
interrupts his work, his sleep, hi.
thoughts; il
'.Gt out :" and the door was slammed
with such suddenness and force as tc
bewilder the sailor completely.
la this state of mind he meandered
by mistake, into the marshal's office
where a sad-faced clerk WAS wiping some
| lin iISHl MS laCc WIN u Dipltlh5 pau.
The sailor luffed his hat and said:
''lf brOnZed toller of the deep should
have grievance, and to his mind III.
world was all heeting show, and life {
carking care"
The haunted tar managed to shut the
door IN time to decline donation of tht
sadeyed clerks mucilage.
He appeared to be a harmless crank
who was laboring under the hallucinatior
that he was haunted 10y The daughter o
the captain Of the ship he last sailed on
After he had been sent to nearly every
office III the Appraisers building, he wan
dered ont on the street and disappeared
with his SORROW STEPPED heart. t.-CaH.