The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1889-04-05
Between Two Horns.

Captain Rose, ''there amt a maj
natives between the Two Horns as
would let his boy not bigger than
your'n go out in a boat to-day,
Don't you do it. "Tain't no kind OF
weather for that slip of a lad to go
foolin' with them big pillows as
sweeps around old Dull Head. Why,
look yourself, woman. You can see
them more'n four miles away, dash.
ing and lashing the Shore
AS Captain Rose spoke he pointed
with his right hand in the direction
of one of the two headlands between
which Dell Haven lay.
"And no dory in the habor," he
continued, "could weather Bright
Head pointing towards the head
landat the LETT, not if Cap'n Heck
iah himself was a row'n of it. You'd
better take them new-locks out and
hide the oarsi if he won't mind with
out you dom it.
81 can't bear to do it." said Mrs.
Swing. Orchard will be SO disap-
pointed. He set his lobster pots
yesterday, and he hasn't slept any
all night in his eagerness to 60 out
early and haul them. Don'tyou see,
Captain Rose, it's Saturday, and
two whole coaches full of summer
boarders came last night to the
Bright Head House, and he can get
a big price for his Holsters to-day.
NV poor Dick has worked SO hard
making the lobster pots himself, and
it seems like cutting off the boys re-
ward to say you shant't go to
him."
"S'pose you do feel weakish bout
it, Susan; but you don't want that
ere boat to be picked up adrift and
no boy in it, do ye?"
"You know Idon't. Captain Rose"
she said. eft l hadn't loved him do
you think I'd get up before daylight
to come down here to see the lad
Off"
"Hush," said the Captain. Here
he comes, and he is fastening his
straw hat to his buttons. He sees
there is wind enough ahead"
It was a morning in June, and the
sun was not yet risen. but the glory
of his coming was in the East and
on the sea.
As he came down the pier, the oars
on his shoulders, and securing his
straw hat by a string to his jacket,
the old Captain said: Hes a fine
lad, Dick is, and we'll worth the say
ing"
"He's all the world to me-"
thought Mrs. Swing, although her
lips uttered no word.
"Good moring, Captain Rose"
called out Richard. "Good for lob
sters, do you Think"
"Better for Holsters than it's for
boys" calculated the Captain, re-
moving his broad brown hands
from his pockets and laying one of
them on the lads shoulders as soon
as the later came within touching
distance. 81 say Dick Swing, that
you are not going out inthatcockle-
shell of your'n this morning. he an
nounced.
81 certainly am, Captain Rose"
returned the boy. "It's alittlerough.
but likely as not the wind will come
right around before 1 get half way
to the ledge, and I should think you
would know better than to scare my
little mother here half to death. See
mother" he said, gayly, 81 have al
extra oar and one whole pin, yes, two
of them, in case a rock-lock gives
away, and I've got a lot of extra
courage about me that / can't ex-
actlZ show you unless you come with
me.
This he said looking out to sea,
for he did not feel like looking either
at his mother or Captain Rose"
"Dick," said Mrs. Swing, ap-
preaching the piers edge as the
owner of the little boat proceeded to
bestow his lunch basket and. extras
under the bow.
"Well, MOTHER" returned Richard,
looking up.
81 wish you would not co." she
said, her tones full of beseeching.
"Why, mother? Do you want my
seven new lobster pots to be carried
off to sea?" he asked. "How could
you have the heart to ask me?" If
the wind keeps on blowing l shall
lose them every one"
CHATS true," calculated Captain
Rose. 81 never thought of that.
It's just right, this wind is, to drag
them off, but you never can haul
them in alone. you'll be sure to
be dragged overheard"
"No, l shan't. Come along with
me if you want to help" laughed
Richard,
"Humpl should sink that craft
before we got out of harbor," said
the Captain; though if l wasn't SO
heavy 1 would CO." Captain Rose
weighed a trife less than three hun
dred pounds, and had left the sea
after hftv years of faithful service.