The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-06-19

Of the foam, rigging looking as though the
ends were set up under water. He wanted
to get the reputation Of being the smartest
hand at fruitering, and If he did not fully
earn it, can testify that he th 0roughly de-
served it. He made nothing of studding
sailbOOms. I've seen him carry away two
''dukeys," as we called the gait foresail, in
one week.
We were two days out. It was rather cold
weather, though considering the time Of
year it should not have been. There was
stormy appearance about the heavens,
steady masses Of gray with openings
through which the sky looked down with
sort OF greeDiSh appearance as though ma
ture had given it coat OF paint, but in
half-hearted way, as though on the whole
she did not know but that after all the blue
was best. The sun was more like mere
ooZness Of light than the regular orb we
are accustomed TO. and the swell came
down from the north long and
strong, with a wrinkling Of small waves
that turned over with kind of saYageness
10 their splashing; and the breeze, which
was not strong as yet. blew along with
hollow echo in ii, As though ii had caught
deeper notes from afar and was carrying
them as it went. After eight bells-nOon-
the wind freshened. | can't remember its
exact direction, but we were able To sail
the wind about one point free. IL il had
not increased In strength 1t would have
made fine running for the Susan, for till
o'clock We kept all sail set, and under fly
ingjib and tOpgallant sail and gaff-tOpsail-
and tell you our gait was some
thing worth looking at for its length
the little Susan slipped foamnR along
the side OF the swell-snOring through it
with the spray breaking aft as far as
abreast OF the manmast, and the lee wash
streak buried in the boiling seas. But 1t
was now coming on to blow, so we took in
the topgalant sail and flying jiO and gaff-
OIL mud Afry id IL
mainsail. Then we followed by reef in
The gaff-foTesail and so on, slowly shorten
Ing down, till al O'clock we were under a
treble-reefed mainsail and reefed tOpsail,
by which you may suppose 1t was blowing
pretty hard. We we're bowling and splash
Ing along, the air being gray with the
coming dusk, though there was a promise
OF windy sunset behind US, when we
made out sail on the weather bow. | was
at the tiller at the time, and | heard the
captain say TO the mate, after be had been
looking at her little While through the
glass that she was large brig under sim
gle-reeled topsails. OF course we, as
schooner, were sailing closer to the wind
than square, gger could, and by sun
down the strange sail was very nearly
abeam, where she showed out against the
dark, flying clouds Ovsr the horizon as
clearly as / ever saw n vessel in fine
weather - hull plunging heavily, water
lying over her bow, and t0psails, foresails
and spanker staring out with dngy white
ness confusing enough in their way to be
mistaken for the heads of tall seas.
The sun sank in way that made the
ocean look as wild as ever / remember see
Ing IL. The sun resembled a fare burned
as a signal of distress, a ruddy, leaping,
cleaning among the clouds, with sparks in
the water for reflection, like glowing cn-
ders falling, and floating q moment before
sinking, and a sort Of boiling, reddish haze
rising up to the zenith and lines of scarlet
fire that moved ike the spokes Of a slowly
revoyed wheel; the blue seas stood up
sharp aud black as ridge OF hills against a
pink sky and looked as though they were
trying to wash the sun out Our wake ran
white as milk. There was a gray bird or
two following us, and the wind came over
the rail in a shrek as if 1t had lest the old
mutterings Of tempest and was catching up
new cry OF drowning people.
1t was In the second dogwatch, quite
dark | was in the f0reeastle. cutting no
some tobacco for smoke, when one OF the
men standing ON deck near the hatch sang
out, BLESSED If | don't think that there
brig to wind'ard s on frep / did not lul-
aglne at first that there was much IN this
cry, for at sea you. will often find appear