Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1892-11-24

WHICH, lHe great Steamer was swinging
around into her slip at Pier 43. LOOK
at her." he said to the professor and
pointing TO the girl. She was lust ss
tar IN the bow us tue S;lisors would let
aer 90. leaning over the rail with both
aruls outstretched. her cheeks flushed,
her lips quivering and her blue eyes
full OF tears. On the pier a gray-haired
man was lifting up his arms To her. He
had come all the way from his far-off
western home for this hour.
Inc lawyer and the professor went to
Where she stood. The former spoke to
..er
no is that?" he asked.
D;usy turned with Il flush of indig-
nation behind her tears.
WHO is it?' she demanded. It's my
papa. You don't suppose Id care rs
much as this for any other man. do
Tou:' and then she stamped her foot
and wondered if the steamer ever yyouId
land.
That's pretty much like a womanly
woman, isn't it," asked the LAWYER
and the professor answered never 4
word.
There seems TO be a good, big dash OF
the savage left in women, some way.
1t doesn't make any difference how So
we're has been their cultivation. it viii
| crop out Or occasions 4 poor wretch
| in the second cabin who WAS Il victim
Of religious mania to the extent of being
completely domcnted imagined that III
was to II" thrown overheard. and in or
der to prevent such Il calamity he cut
his throat with a razor. The skill of
the ships surgeon prevented it from
being 4 fatal cash. But Il rumOr was
abroad the next morning that he was
dead. one OF the ladies' Informed all
the others that whenever there was Il
dead body on board 4 shark followed
in the wake of the ship, waiting for
meal. That was very interesting and
when the captain appeared he was sur
rounded by Il bevy of clamOrOus fair
ones. Then followed the storm of cues
tons
Tell us about the man who cut his
throat; is he dead, and is he going to
be thrown overheard? And is a shark
following the ship? And can we see it?
Oh. can we see it?'
All this before the captain could open
his mouth to explain that the man was
not dead, but was speedily recovering
OH said the ladies in chorus That
'oh" had an understandable expression,
Of course they couldn't he sorry that
the man wasn't dead so they could see
him eaten up. But it would have been
something to tell about afterwards
wouldn't it?
The captain of "A passenger steamship
is a long suffering individual, and he has
need to be. 1t does seem as if the
women sat below and studied out idiotic
questions to bring up on deck and ask
the captain. / suppose the reason Is
that when they are not engaged in be-
ing seasick, which becomes very tire
some the second day, they have nothing
else to do.
After two nights of fog. during which
the captain had not left the bridge,
where he had to. endure the incessant
roar of the fog-hOrn. he was accosted by
way to his cabin:
rs it always foggy off the banks of
Newfoundland, captain" she asked
This, under the circumstances, was
too much, and tn" captains gallantry
went overheard like bilge water. He
replied in a voice that made her nearly
jump out of her boots: How the devil
do l know? I don't live here?."
Another lady who had been fortunate
enough to waylay the captain on deck
mnOcently asked. as she pointed down
ward, How deep is the ocean right
here?"
This time the captain was on his
guard and he answered very quietly, Il
don't know. madam"
Don't your asked the lady, clearly
greatly surprised. 1t was apparent
thereafter that she had lost considerable
of her faith in the captains knowledge
of the sea-
We had a Fourth of July celebration
on board. There We're races on deck in
the afternoon. They were called by
various names, but all proved to be
more or less obstacle races, for the
good ship was plunging over heavy
seas. AT the concert in the evening
the stars and stripes were very much In
evidence, and more than one loyal
American suggested that on next
Fourth of July there beloved colOrs
would be flying from the mast.
Going abroad doesn't spoil us a bit
There was proof of this when we first
came in sight of Long Island and still
more when we sailed up the beautiful
bay.
There's no other country like it, is
there?" said New Yorker. "And"-
You bet your life there isn't" re-
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