, 1882-09-08
THE JUDAS ISCARI0T.
Her Last Cruise.

"She formerly showed the name Fly.
ing Sprite on her starn modin'," said
Capt. Trumbull Cram. "But had that
gouged out and planed oil, and the
namo Judas Iscariot in gilt sot there in
Std"
"That was an extraordinary name,"
said [. r' !.
"'Strornary craft" replied the Cap
tain, as he absorbed another inch and q
half OF nigger h, ad. "I'm neither pro-
fame man nor an irreverend, but sinkmy
jig il don't believe that the sperrit Of
Judas possessed that schooner. Hey,
Ammi ?" ....
The young man addressed as Ammi
was seated upon a mackerel barrel. He
deliberately removed from his lips
black brierwood, and shook his head
with great gravity.
"The Cap'n," said Ammi, "is nei-
ther profane nor an irreyerend. What
DO says he mostly knows, but when he
SINKS his Jig he's alters to be depended
on" r lf.ar.. .sT
Fortified with this neighborly esti-
mate Of character, Capt. Cram proceed
cd :"GOu larf ut the idee of schconer's
noul? Perhapsyou hev sailed 'emiorty-
odd year W and down this here coast,
an 'quainted yourself with their dispo-
Riiions and habits OF mind? Hey,
Amni?'
The Cap'n,' explained the gentle
man on the mackerel keg, "hez coasted
an hez fshed for forty-six year. He's
iumhored and he's iced. When the CAM,
nets nc TO talk about schooners he under.
stands the subieck."
MY friend" said the Captain, "a
schooner las soul like human being,
Int considerably broader of beam,
whether for good or for evil. / amt a
goilt'to deny thnt l prayed for the Judas
IN Tuesday n Thursday evenin' meetin'
week arter week an month arter month.
I amt goiu' to deny that / interested
Deacon Plympton in the 'rastle for her
redemption. 1t was no use, my friend
even the deacon's powerful p'titions WAS
C!Car waste" .,
/ ventured to inquire in what manner
this vessel had manifested its deprayity.
The narrative which / heard was tile
story of demon Of treachery with three
pasts and jibboom..
The Flying Sprite was the hrst three.
master ever built at Newaggen, and the
last. People shook their heads over the
experiment, "No good can come Of
such critter," they said. "1t's con.
trairy to natur. Two masts is masts
enough" The Flying Sprite began its.
career of base improbity at the very mo-
ment OF its birth. Instead of launching
decently into the element for which il
was designed, the three. masted schooner
slumped through the ways into the mud
and stuck there for three weeks, caus.
ing great expense to the owners, OF
whom Capt. Trumbull Cram was one /,
the extent of an undivided third. The
oracles of Newaggen were confirmed in
their forebodings. "Two masts is masts
enough to sail the sea, they said; "the
third is the devils hitchin' post"
On the first voyage of the Flying
Sprite, Capt. Gram started her for Phil.
adelphia, loaded with ice belonging to
himself and Lawyer Swentou; cargo un-
insured. Ice was worth Sc ton in
Philadelphia this particular Ice had
cost Capt. Cram and Lawyer Swanton s.
cents ton shipped iuclu ling saw,'rst
They were happy over the prV.p. .ct
The Fiyn3 Sprite cleared the pnt in
beautiful shane, aud then snddnuly and
silently went to the bottom in Falilsr's,
Reach, in eleven feet OF salt wRter. 1t
required only six days to float her and
rump her out. but. owing 10 Z certain