The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1883-01-04

crooked and sputtered little, what a
made cruise in a boat, dod CAST it y
roared Mr. Spoopendyke, slipping off the
handle as he realized the outrage to his
feelings by his wfe's ignorance. and
there wasn't any oil or any measly wild
ows in it | sailed, did," and Spoopen
dy Ike lurched around the room again and
brought up all standing.
IL should thought you'd have been
afraid" murmured Mrs Spoopendyke,
gazing around him admirably. Il would
not 90 out in one of those boats for the
world"
"Of course YOU wouldn't" grinned Mr.
Spoopendyke, somewhat Modified by the
tribute to his courage. "Much you'd
know about taking in sheets and light
ing the pinnacle and overhauling the
boom tackle
Upon my word y exclaimed Mrs
Spoopendyke, her face radiant with de-
light "Did you do all that don't
know about the barnacle or the broom
tackle, but I'm glad YOU learned to take
in sheets, because you used to kick them
off so, you know, and baby"
Yah :" snorted Mr. Spoopendyke.
"Sheets and ropes, tell ye. s'pose
We think we hauled in feather beds and
white spreads and shams. You'd hear
the captain sing out, Hard lee haul
away lib sheet and then Id catch hold
and pull
II should thought you'd been scared to
death" said Mrs Spoopendyk Ike, her eyes
glistening with love and reverence for her
husband. SIS that the name they gave
you! believe I'll call you Hardilee
hereafter It's real pretty
"Iou Just call me that once, just one.'
howled Mr. Spoopendyke, temporarily
forgetting his sea legs and stalking up to
his wife at his natural gait. "NOu draw
that on me the first time and-and
shiver my stove Pipe continued MI
Spoopendyke, suddenly recollecting that
he was nautical, III I don't make YOU
throw over fender or lose your standing
rigging = understand me :" and Mr..
Spocpendyke regarded his wife intently
tc note the effect of his threat.
"Certainly," replied Mrs Spoopen
dyke. You mean that you don't want
me to call You by that horrid name, or
else-or if | do, you'll make me get up in
the morning and build a fire Isn't that
it, about the fender ?"
"That's Just ~ grinned Mr.. Spoopen-
dyke. You made it on the first tack.
All YOU need now is centerbOard and a
bar room to be Cunard steamer, If |
ever want sniff of salt air. all want to
do is to talk ship to you. Now | tell YOU
what you do. You put your helmup and
away for the kitchen, dye hear and Just
as soon as you've taken in canvas and
put the stops on, you start fire III tie
galley and get me up a dinner Of lobs-
cousc and duff. LII scull down there di-
rectly, as soon as I've bent on a clean
shirt and a staysail around my neck.
Where's my stuns'ls?'
"Ddn't YOU leave EN- on board 21 ut-
tered Mrs. Spoopendyke.
where are they 7" roared Mr.. Spoop-
endyke "Get me pair Of stu'ns'ls be
fore open ports on ye. Cuffs, dod CAST
it. Cuffs Don't We know that cuffs are
stu'ns'ls" and having rather impaired
the effect of his phraseology by necessary
explanation, Mr.. Spo0pendyke accepted
the articles from his wite's trembling
hand, and scowled at himself in the
glass.
do you want anything else e she
asked brightly amy other rigging,
sheets, barnacles, jibs, hard lees or any
thing before retthe HOLSTERS and puffs?"
'Avast f" sputtored Nr Spoopendyke
"You 20 de wha, | tell you. III heave
to and lash my helm untl you pass the
word then III bear down. Now you 20
below, You hear %
aim 50 Glad hp hnI a ,ron1 tinn " a.