The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-09-09
Salt Water Rtiouetta.
From the NerU York Tribune.

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The Atlantic ocean Is streaked from one
side to the other with the long, black trail
ing smoke plumes of the biz, rushing record
breakers" and ocean greyhounds," and
few are left OF the gallant old white-wiuged
craft that carried the flag and the fame OF
the nation TO every part Of the world, save
| some scattering "oil sleds' which the
sailors, or to speak more correctly, the
decRhanjs on the liners consemptuously
refer to as wind TANNERS" Here and
| there, however, will be seen an occasional
East Indian semi-clipper, either bound out
to China or the East Indies, loaded with
! case oil or coming home with a cargo Of
hemp jute, linseed, rattan or some other
| OF the fragrant aud valuable products Of
the gorgeous east. But through all the
| changes IN the size and rig of vessels,
through all the vicissitudes of life on the
| ocean wave, the captain of a ship, be 1t
big or little, is, as rule, as punctilious in
the matter OF etiquette as a Spanish
grandee, And the etiquette OF the sea
is q wonderful thing A hail from little
75-tOn fore and after" will be answered
with as much regard for the proprieties by
an East India ship of z, 200 tons as it would
be by one of its own size, aud when the big
ship has been run through storm and
fog by dumb luck and dead reck-
oning" the appearance Of the little one is
hailed with delight, as aifording a means
of rectitying possible errors in reckoninZ
An instance OF this kind occurred off Cape
Cod a short time ago, when the captain of a
ship with valuable cargo and a crew Of
twenty-five men, as the fog lifted about
noon of the seventh consecutive day with
out an observation, saw almost under its
bows a little "cordwood COASTER creeping
along under mainsail aud jib, with her
skipper at the wheel and her crew lone
man vigorously hauling away at the lib
sheet.
"Ship alloy" reared the skipper
Back from the deck way above him came
the answering call. "Ahoy theren
"Whera ye fromp was the next question.
Calcutta, bound for Boston," was the re
whats yer cargom
"Linseed, spice and jute butts"
How long ye bin out"
lone hundred aud sixty days"
Gosh !" said the skipper, aud then came
the chance Of the big ships captain.
Schooner ahoyl" came down from the
deck of the "lime-juicer
"Ahoy there, went back the answer.
Whats your longitudef
The skipper knew where he was and the
master Of the Calcutta ship was uncertain
So when the answer was given he was much
relieved, for it showed that he was nearer
home than he had reckoned. But he was
going to have bis talk QUE anyway, and
although the little fellow had his jib to
windward, he reared out:
"Where you fromm
"Gioucester, bound for New Bedford
whats your cargop
''Rocks and bilge water, mostly"
How long you been outW
The skipper was stung by the sarcasm OF
the last question, and with look OF soorn
at the big ship beloved out: BIN out all
II ru.f- IL.
Draw away your 1ib," aud the sheet block
went over to the lee rail with bang, the
sail filled. and the last the Indiaman heard
of the schooner was the shippers shout from
the stern of his boat, ''ye think ye're darn
smart, don't ye, jest cause yere bigln