The Columbus journal., 1889-05-29

Hay and December ano MOI made 70 we'd,
SPRINGS sum and winters snow ON neVsr mssk
God blsD thee-thsro b no moes @ b old
And kesp thee falr and pure TOT him. ny sv0se!
Druam In the drelight I am watching naar.
Weave al your tender fAnc1D o'sr again:
Hay au ufSS happtne0 b POUR. ~ dsae.
Only Tor NJ IL solitude and paia.
-Anths Year ReuDa
ON THE BLUE PETER.
The good ship Riue Petsr lay at h9
o61ng ut the wharf in Detroit. Davy
Jones, the mate, sat On his locker and
w,s evidently in very bad humor. Ever
and anon he rose and paced the deck i'm
patiently. The ship was ready to sail,
but one of the crew who had been hired
for the long voyage to Chicago had not
vet presented himself. The tide was
ready for business and the mate was anx-
ious to get of % as to catch tho trade
winds that blew across Lake St. Clair.
Mr.. Dsvy Jones used language with ref
erence to this delay that would not look
well in print, and anyhow it has nothing
to do with the plot of this Clark Russell
ian story.
Just as the patience and the vocabulary
Of Mr.. Jones were both exhausted q dap
9 stranger came down First street and
approached the Blue Peter. Behind him
came . colored Lad, who carried q very
handsome valise. The stranger was tall
and extremely well dressed. he wore
gloves, and his cuffs and collar were spot
Iessly white. Apairo Of gold trimmed eye
glasses were astride his nose, and con-
nected with them was . thin gold chain
that was fastened to his vest. As he saw
the Tuning mate he said:
"Ah! how de do"
"Look here" cried the mate, a. the
dapper young man stepped aboard, ''this
h not Q passenger vessel"
ut Is the Blue Peter, IL it not?' an
swered the young man, q he tossed the
boy . quarter. "You are the mate, I
peGume?'
swell, what Of it, answered that off,
cial. '.What il I am the mater
81 merely wanted to know, you know.
I have shipped on this boat As an able
seaman, and I would be much obliged to
you If you would ring for the bell boy to
chow me to my room"
''The deuce you havey" cried the mate,
who had nearly tainted with astonish-
ment "You have kept us waiting,
then. and We will very likely miss the
tide"
81 am sorry for that" said the sailor.
''But you see I had to have q shave and
% was kept waiting for my turn. I
couldn't begin q voyage to Chicago with
out Q shave, you know"
The mate in q surly manner had to
admit that such . proceeding would have
been quite unprecedented, and at this
moment the cabin boy approached and
took the sailors valise. intimatinS that
his room was all ready for him.
The mate muttered to himself a. be
NV tho sailor disappear. It was evident
that be did not like the cut Of his jib, g
lndsmen say.
I'm take the starch out Of that fellow
before we get to Chicago: zee il l DON'T"
said Mr.. Jones, addressing his locker.
Thus you will notice that trouble looms
right up at the end Of the very first
chapter. but you may bet largely that the
dapper young man is going to come out
Ill right. They always do.
The good ship Blue Peter stood out for
Lake St Clair. She passed the island in
safety. caught the tide all right and be-
layed herself straight into the lake.
Capt. Golfer came out Of the cabin and
cast his weather eye around the horizon.
M. JONES'" he said, there isa squajl
coming. How Is the barometsry
down." answered the mate"
"How low?"
about ten miles. We left it down in
Detroit"
An ominous black cloud was slowly
riding in the west. The ship lay in .
dead calm and was blowing through the
troubled waters with tho speed of . ace
horse. The mate hoarsely piped all
hands forred. The last sailor now ap-
peared in q nice suit of boating faannels
and came forward adjusting his eye
glass
"Now, sir" cried the mate, "what
might your name bel"
81. Marston Ingram" vas the reply.
swell. then, Mr.. Ingram, get aloft
there; lay out on the main brace, stand
BY tho peak halliards and see to the
glowing away Of the spliced pinnacle on
the forred yardarma Jump lively now"
AYE, aye, sir" said Ingram, nothing
daunted by the terrible order, which
made the cheeks Of the hardy sailors
blanch a. they heard it given. They
knew that the mate was down on the
new man
Ingram ran swiftly up the rope ladders
known ON shipboard as the companion
ways and walked out on the yard arms.
He speedily clewed away the pinnacle in
. manner that showed that he was an
expert seaman. This ought to have salts
fed the most fiendish mate aAoat, but it
did not satisfy the mate of the Blue
Peter.
..Come down." he yelled through his
speaking trumpet 'Climb up the aft
mast and clew the pinnacle there"
There were oninous murmurs among
the crew at this brutal command, for In
al their experience they had never
known the same man to be asked to ciew
more than one pinnacle at a time. The
naate paid no attention to the growls
oenar than CASING . msnacing look at
the men.
The storm VA now at IT. height. The
chip rolled % that the tips Of the yard
arms touched the seething waters On
either side. Il vas such . storm a. d
quite common on the lakes, but l. never
sssn In the tropics d On the ocean any
WhcrA
"Aye, aye, SIR Ghouted back Ingram,
and watching his chance he clipped o6
ths endof the yard arm into the smother.
Ing mrf. A cry of honor rose from the
men.
He prefers death 70 Saying On board
Tin ship" said one Of the men.
Al this moment ]. xaEseoo lnRfam did
somsthing that b never done On Ghip-
hard az al S1cope In thrilling novuls