San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-09-03
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to beat out all the way to the light. The
tide was past the full, the ebb setting out
strongly helped her on Coming to the inlet
finally, the wind was dead ahead, and the
tide running out swift as mill race. Run
ming for the middle of the passage she put
the Foam up straight into the wind, drew the
sail fore and aft and drifted out slowly on
the tide, in the teeth Of the fresh breeze.
The light keeper gave her ''goodday" as
she passed; his great black Newfoundland
bounded and barksd ON the Shore then
plunged in and swan of to the boat. They
all knew and liked Kit. She patted the drip
ing head that looked at her so friendly out of
the waves. But she drove him off.
"Of, Tower, off, sn% I've no time for
play. Poor boy, you'd help me if you
could"
She put the helm to starboard, shipped the
sheet, then, bringing the boat up close to the
wind, stood off half mile on the port tack.
Going about then, she ran down straight for
the other inlet, worked through slowly
against the ebb, and then went bowling on
up Hilbury harbor, with a stiff breeze on the
port beam.
Coming to the head of the harbor she tied
up her boat to the landing place, letting the
sail fly out. A strange boat lay close by,
with "BeSs Maynard" painted on the stern.
Kit bought few groceries at the shop near
by, engaged Cliff Crackei to take the Foam
back home, and then walked up the road.
By this time it was half-past l. Hearing
voices, she looked forward Two men sat on
bench by the door of Mark Callowell's little
shop; she knew them both. The great un-
wieldy, red faced and jolly looking fellow on
the right was Capt Tacitus Marlin. Few in
Hilbury, however, knew him by that name.
He had somehow got the nickname of
"Whaler," and it stuck to him as such things
will Everybody in Hilbury called him
Cap'n Tass or Cap'n Tass Whaler. He had
lived there all his life, off and on, until
couple of years back, becoming too
unwieldy for active life, he had gone
to live with his married son, across the
sound. Kit had known him as long as she
could remember, and the old fellow had
always been fond of the daring, Maynard
child She went up to him now, and held
out her hand.
How do you do, Cap'n TassF' she said.
He took his pipe from his mouth, stared
minute, then got up and gave her both his
great paws.
OulIh oil uuDdChS! ue Suiu, SDdhluS WIZ
q great inward laugh. "If it amt little Kit
gone an growed a woman! How dye do,
Kit? How dye do? Y'r lookin' thin, little
un. Thatl never do. Ye didn't never used
to look thin, when you used to cut up round
the old Kingfsher. What a wild un you
was, though, Kit! Glad to see ye, anyhow;
glad to see ye."
She had eaten nothing since morning, little
then. She felt faint. She would go in and
buy some biscuits. She passed in The two
men went on with their talk Kitcould hear
every word.
Seen this here, Cap'n Tass?" 1t was Pot
eer's voice.
What? That poster3 No, hain't looked
at it partickler. Letssee. 'Thousan' dollars
reward Hello! Guess | hev seen it. Got
over here, ell, has it! Let's hear it, Tom, an
I'll tell We bout it."
"'One thousand reward, The above re-
ward will be paid by the subscriber to any
person who shall give such information az
shall lead to the discovery of the schooner
Onward, which was sunk by the steamer
Ticonderoga, in fog, on the morning of the
18th Of March last supposed at the time TO
be about four miles off Clerken light bearing
s. T.. half E. Information H!ust ~iyen
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