Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1886-06-05

sympathy which is onnateraI for to take
! advantage Of
s.Did anybody ever take advantage OF
you in that way said listener.
s'Ihey did. L was a sailin' nn q lum-
/ ber-hOOker outen Chicago, over to the
| east shore. We made the trip over in
/ two days. One afternoon, as we wa
/ beatin' agin a light wind across. and
| bein' a long way from port, the mate
he sees suthin' as looks like a evergreen
l bush dead to windward, CROWN Outen
/ the water 1t was mighty Gurus, and
| Capt. Lanphere, as was of scientific
| turn, he says the saplin's been washed
away by the June freshet, and it's the
sile onto the roots of it which floats il
cen up, when he mOWed there never
wasn't no sile in Michigan but sand
The bush was a-driftin' afOre the breeze,
and bimeby we sees it was a-stickin' mp
into the bow of a dugout, and the cap
tain he didn't say no more about the
sile onto its roots.
"Ihe next. tack We fetched it fair on
the weather bow. Long afore we was
anywherss near TO 1t the captain he sees
a man lyin'On TO the bottom of the dug
out loOkin' as he was dead. We luffed
up a bit to onct, and bein as Capt.
Lanphere was a pretty fair sailor for a
fresh-water galoOt, we lost Roadway with
that ere dugOut under the lee fOrechains.
'sHist him en- deck careful, says the
captain, and we picks him up very ten
der like, and lays him in a tarpaulin.
His cheeks was that suaken that eff it
hadn't a been for the color as was in his
nose we'd never knOW'd he was alive.
The captain he feels of his heart, and
finds it a 'beatin' and says to him:
'Shipmate, can you hear mey'
''1he man he raises one Of his lean,
long fingers a bit and shakes his head
and moves his lips as if tryin' to say
suthin' and couldn't make it.
''Try it again, shipmate. What is ?"
said the captain, and he bends hisself
clusser down and puts his ear to the
mans mouth. The lips then moved
again, and the captain rose up
Boys he says, the mans dyin'
of thirst Hewants drink. Bring out
that bottle of rye first to warm him up
It's one o. them blamed idjits from
salt water as thinks the lakes is branches
of the ocean, and not fit to drink said
the mate He didn't have no regard for
saltwater saiIOrmen. All the same we
was all desperately interested in the un-
fortunate Individual as was a dIiftin'
around without no navigator, and the
cook he brings out a quart bottle Of re-
markedly fine grOg. The captain he
tells the men what to expect, and then
pours a swallow into him. The man
works his Jaws a bit, and then up comes
one o. them lank hands o. hisin and
clasps the bottle and hists it so as to
make'er gurgle as the justice poured
down his neck. 1t was astOnishin.' He
done IL to admiration. When he stop
ped for breath there wasn't nary gurgle
left into that ere bottle, and that ere
corpse as was a starvin' for drink was
that billin' drunk as made us all sick
with envy.
''The captain he lowed it would be
the death of the man, but after he'd
tried to dance like a bloody heathin, and
couldn't because he was loaded too heavy,
we laid him into the lee scuppers, got
the iibs over to windward, paid the head
of, and stood on our course, full and
by"
"Wel?' said the listener.
"Git we'll! In course he did. He was
gitln' well when We picked him up.
He was a blOomin' tramp as had got
drunk In Pantwater, as is Just beyant
Little Pint Sauble, the port as was head
in for, and some lads as found him
asleep behind a lumber pile dumped him
into an Injun's dugout, stuck up the
bush, and showed him into the stream,
which it was a bOOmin' for a freshet. He
was Just waited out to us and into glory
without a effort of his own