Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1893-04-08

As for his practical objections they had
to be met, of course, but / met them. |
showed him that fuel need be no consid-
GRAFTON, as even il the island did not sup
ply coal we could burn wood: that il our
steam power was insufficient we could rig
sails on the island itself and build out a
rudder on the western cape and told him
that IL we made no more than Il quarter Of
mile day that would not 'faze' John
Grundi6oF. | was willing to spend five
years on the tow, and IL was worth fifty if
1t was worth day. AS last argument
Appleby represented that we were too deep
laden to take tow Of any kind, and / cop
pered him by ordering the whole cargo car.
ried ashore in the boats and piled on the
beach. And that we did, sir. 1t came
easy out of the hold; il was all in small
boxes, and we started in to tow that island
with hawsers, and she moved
"On the waters she moved, and III take
my oath to it. For one week we had St
Brandon's isle in tow, and in that time
made "a knots toward San Francisco And
raised the American flag on the island with
appropriate ceremonies. And had an in
terview with the old monk and tried TO
ease him down as matter of precaution,
but AZ he could understand nothing but
Latin, and as nobody on board ship spoke
q word of that language we did not come
to what you might call an arrangement
"As Appleby foretold, the men did give
trouble They were for settling on the is
land and permitting the civilized world to
go hang itself But / talked to them Of
their wives and mothers and made liberal
promises, and indeed it was plain that
somebody else might sight us and at the
very least claim salvage-so they gave in.
They spent most of their time on shore,
however, eating bread fruit and fishing.
well, sir, everything seemed stretched
on dead taut line when, one morning
about bells, down came the old monk TO
the beach. i was prepared for this and
gave the signal TO slow up at once, and the
hawser dropped under water I've been on
canals In my time The old man must have
suspected something however, for he stood
and looked at us for awhile and then
turned and walked away. Appleby gave
me heavy glance 1 could see the thing
preyed Oh his mind
And that night, whether it was monk,
miracle or the ordinary course of nature,
the wind began TO blow the hangman's jig
from the east And that | hadn't reckoned
on. For should St. Brandon's isle have
favoring breezes or should il not?
1--WE stood il as long rs we could. BY
midnight it was slip cable or be driven
ashore.
"'And will you 20 ashore with meY says
Appleby between his teeth.
WHAT says l. spend the rest Of my
life there cursing the luck because could
not bring such prize to the United Statess
Never! But no need Of that, you fool, for
we'll steam round TO the west and lie TO
under the shore till the wind shifts
you'll never set foot on st. Brandon's
isle again, then, said Appleby.
And so it turned out, for just as we
steamed west after we had rounded the cove
the isle fed faster into the darkness, and
when morning broke we were alone on the
sea in the grip of an easterly storm and
barely a ton Of coal left IN our bunkers
What was more, the opium was lost
stacked on the beach of ST. Brand0n's isle,
where opiates were about as useful as blue
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