Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1892-03-02
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schooners that ever crossed harbor bar
bound to the banks for fish or safely
weathered a wintry sea. She had lines
like a yacht, and many time ! have
seen her sail past gaudy pleasure craft
and leave her astern as though she were
pecalmed, She had sheer that was de-
lightful to look upon and saucy rake
to her masts that gave her coquettish
appearance
Her history was remarkable. She had
been picked up deserted in the Spanish
Main by a Gloucester brig engaged in
carrying salt fish to the West Indies
She was rolling in the trough Of the sea
with only the stump of her mainmast
standing The skipper of the brig low
cred boat and went aboard of her
She was as tight as bottle, and why
her crew should have abandoned her
was one of those inexplicable mysteries
of the ocean upon which not even faint
light is shed,
There was nothing on board to give
any clew to her history or nationality,
She had been left in hurry, as was
shown by unmistakable signs, but her
commander had taken all his documents
with him, as we'll as his nautical instru-
ments and chronometers. She carried
two long brass carronades, and there
was stack of fifty muskets and the
same number of cutlasses in the between
decks-all highly suggestive of piracy,
The hammocks of the crew were swing
ing to the beams, and the bags and
chests of the sailors were left behind. In
her lower hold was quantity Of pig
iron used for ballast, but no trace of
treasure or cargo was to be found. Her
boats were gone and the davit falls were
trailing in the water, while two big
tackles with which the long boat had
been lowered into the sea hung from
the wreckage of the rigging.
Old Billy Cuddington, the skipper of
the brig, rubbed his horny hands with
glee 1t wasn't often that he found him.
self playing in such luck. He took all
his crew but two aboard the schooner
and all worked with a will and soon
rugged jurymasts. That night he took
her in tow and at daybreak next morn
ing all hands got to work again and got
her in shipshape order. There was
spare foresail in her sail locker, which
was bent as a mainsail, while a storm
trysail did duty as foresail The bow
spirit was uninjured, and after setting up
the forestry small jib was bent to it.
There were casks of salt beef and pork
down below, three tanks full of fresh
water and any amount Of bareback, -four
and rice The skipper put the mate and
four sailors in charge, with orders to
keep him in sight and steer for Glouces-
ter, Mass. The brig was in good sailing
TRIM having a quantity of rum and mo-
lasses in her lower hold, while the tween
decks were full of green cocoanuts.
Captain Cuddington, who was
thrifty New. Highlander that did not be-
lieve in giving anything away, opened
his heart on this occasion. He filled a
ten gallon keg with rum and broke out
900 or 300 cocoanuts and sent them
aboard the schooner, with instructions
to the mate to take his nip regularly and
always to remember to mix it with
cocoanut juice, which had the effect of
mellowing it and making it less heady.
There was a lovely WHOLESALE breeze
when the mate and his men made sail on
the prize. After they got the foresail,
mainsail and jib on her she began to
scoot through the water like a steam
boat. The mate, seeing what clipper
he had under him, thought he would
play a practical joke on old Billy Cud-
dington. The wind was on the star
board beam and both vessels were head
ing about N. N. W. The schooner was
moving about three feet to the briggs
one. Calculating his distance very
neatly the mate tackled the schooner and
ran down to the brig to leeward of her
with lifted sheets and bellying sails.
Then lufing sharp under her stern he
went on tho other tack and blanketed
her Then he hailed the brig.
"Goodby, captain" he yelled. "I'n
tell the Gloucester girls you're coming.
| guess I'll get there three weeks before
you. Your burned old hooker can't get
out of her own way"
tell you old Billy Cuddington was
madden than March hare. He always
had thought his brig was a hummer,
and to see this schooner, with her jury
rig and meager sail spread, walk away
like witch was too much for him. He
hailed the schooner and ordered the
mate to heave to, but that worthy was
as full of mischief as a wagon load of
monkeys, so he only laughed at the old
man. An hour later he set q sort of
apology for spinnaker. It seemed to
have the pulling power of several dray
horses, and under its influence the
schooner forged ahead and by nightfall
was out of sight, much to the surprise
and disgust Of Captain Cuddington, who
put no faith in humanity and was not
sure that his mate would not put into
some southern port and sell the craft
and run away with the money.
That's what Cuddington would have
done if he had been in the mates sea
boots, but the mate was constructed on
different and fsirer lines. The sailors
on the brig had hard time of it the
rest of the voyage. It was clew up and
hoist up continually. The old man gave
the boat no rest, but cracked on canvas
in the hope Of catching up with the
schooner, making sail between the
squalls with no regard for his scanty
crew The sailors said he was like a
Portuguese devil; when he was good he
was too good, but when he was bad he
was id bad.
One night not so very long after Cape
lAnn light was sighted, and at dawn the
brig sailed into Gloucester harbor. The
schooner was there moored to wharf,
looking as pretty as picture. She had
arrived ten days before the brig, having
been blessed with fair winds all the
way, which made her reel off the knots
in regular clipper style.
After the brig had been made fast to
her dock aboard came the mate and
walked aft to where the skipper stood
on the quarter deck. He looked pale as
a ghost and sicker than dog.
"Jack, my hearty, how are your" ex-
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