Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1892-02-26
MET HALF WAY.

ship as seaman aboard the w arrlOr, as
she lay in the harbor. A fine two mast
ed schooner was the vessel. and Captain
Scudler was properly proud of her as
she lay alongside the wharf receiving
cargo and passengers. She was to sail
with twenty souls upon her-seventeen
men, two women and a lady's maid. At
the last moment the captain decided to
augment his crew by one man more.
Ere he made move to engage one, he
heard mans voice saying:
please tell me where the captain
is?"
He turned and faced the speaker, who
was tall. gaunt fellow of thirty years
or thereabout. with such diffidence of
manner as required some courage in
him to look the captain squarely in the
face, when the latter grufily said:
I'm the captain"
The man stood still in an awkward
attitude under the captains stern gaze
as if unable to find speech before SO
fierce glance He dropped his dull gray
eyes to the deck and dotted his now
shapeless hat. and spoke, after gulp.
in low voice that slightly trembled:
IF you please, may work my passage
outy''
The captain was moved by this speech
to faint facial demonstration of amuse-
ment. A pretty sailor tins big, shame
faced man would make The captain
studied the applicants appearance in de-
tail. A homely fellow he was, with an
unhealthy brown hut to his skin. fore
head into which some lines of sorrow
had been wrought, rowing eyes that met
ones glance with slightly startled look +,
a haggard face without whiskers, re-
ceding chin. bent shoulders and grace
less way of wearing his faded and fray
ed attire. Red hands and long wrists
protruded from the two short sleeves of
his wornout blouse.
What do you know about sailingy'
asked the captain in tone of ridicule.
Not much, sir. I've worked with
fishermen. and | know little about
handling a smack
Il reckon we don't need YOU. Ever
been ON d schooner before at all"
"Often as "a passenger, sir. | know
I'm not seaman, but I'll do anything.
want 10 get back to my people"
"You lock strong enough: but why DO
you hang your head like that? One
would think you were a coward"
IL am" said the man. in a low voice.
What! and you admit itY'
Yes. Why not? I've fought hard
against it, but can't help it. | make
up my mind to be brave enough, but
when the time comes for it I'm afraid.
The captain had never met such a
character as this before, and he was in
terested. a few other loungers on the
wharf stopped to overhear the converse
ton, their attention first being attracted
by the great height of the man.
Afraid OF WHAT asked the captain.
Il don't know. OF death, 1 suppose.
This is how it is: came from home
with comrade; 90 back alone. One
day when we were out in a little sloOp Il
storm came up, and in a sudden lurch Of
the boat my partner was knocked over
board by the boom. In half minute
the boat was several fathons away from
him. He couldn't swim"
"Why didn't you throw him a liner
asked bystander
because ! was afraid for my own
towards lifel | didn't dare to let go
the tiller for a moment. | stood there
stupid with fear, afraid to leave the tiller
for an instant. afraid of death. felt
like man paralyzed. As the boat rose
and fell on the waves | watched my
friend struggle in the sea. | saw him
throw up his arms: saw his face white
with terror: heard him cry out Save
me- and then he must have read what
was in my scared face. for he shouted
Coward and sent me look of hate as
the waters covered him mp. | don't
know how made land. but | got in safe
after six hours of tossing, when the gale
fell. I'd give my life, if only could, TO
know that wasn't coward, but when
the time comes to show it haven't the
power You don't know the shame Of
it, sir, but you would if you could see
that look on my comrades face, and if
his last cry rang in your ears day and
night. Cowardice is upon me like a
curse. It's the blight of my life. SIR"
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upon the mans face that all who heard,
including the captain. were moved to
some pity of his state, and so much curl
osity had he excited in the captains
mind that he was employed for the voy-
age.
When the Warrior hoisted sail an hour
later she had twenty-one souls aboard.
The captain classified them thus: Seven
teen men. two ladies. maid aud cow
ard.
The Warrior had good winds at the
start of her voyage But one night a
wind rose and az daylight there was a
heavy gale. Whitecaps danced wildly
upon the waters of the sound. The per-
turbation of the sea was becoming fright
full. The vessel was driving straight On
to a rocky coast The passengers, pale
with dread of the coming catastrophe,
dashed themselves to the deck or chung
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