The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1894-11-26

somewhat romantic interest, as he was,
the steamer easily went off its course a
point or two; and then a boat was lowered
for a mile of rowing, and when 1t went
back it left Captain Billy on his own deck
again.
s.Wal. wal wal" said the mate. grinning
like a gargoyle and shaking Captain Billy's
hand as if he would shake it off, and shak-
ing il again and coming back ana No shaking max
meracles 1 should say, did you drop from
the sky. cap'n? We-we're jes' ez glad ter
see we ez eff we said SOL BY king. were
so. be L." said the cap'n. Glad enough
ter kiss the hull four on ye! Finest thing
ever see in my life was the Pretty Poll
i'm the shippers glass ies now. creepin'
along, all sail set! 'Twarn't no meracle.
boys. Twas jos' Lde's prayers That's
care. Guess We'll make il afore dark Mr.
Mate. Yc'd orter see the style on the
furiin' goin' craft. Hope Lide ain't beca
much worried-tele graphed? Would, but
they ain no telegraph to Eome-her %
drive over 18th old Nubbns's horse.
Thought I'd fetch it quickest. Cap'n OF the
Halifax said he'd telegraph; but he'd done
So much | couldn't hear TO it. You'd n
Thought was man-fiSh, or some seen out
landish thin. they made so mucn o me
mor" champ gne n I'll ever drink aGln eff
i live til die! Give me hat an these ere
close am the women folks give me hand-
kcrcheIs. Lost that blame cheque for the
height money-soaked all ter pulp. Guess
they'll give me another, though-aint no
doubt of it. Lost them little red shoes. CO.
boh Hlillu any OF mat, long as 4 III lloiile
Ter Th1nksgiEin'-that tomorrow. amt II?
Wall. tell me all about il. How'd We feel?
what happened? Wat was We goin tCt
do? Do We S'pose I.ides been worried? I'd
Ne sorry ef she WAS, an I'd be sorry Ell She
wasn't"
"5ibbsy wrote TO her. Capn BLY, said
the mate as soon as he could get the word.
An he told her he wuZ afeard We wuz lost.
but we didn't know nuthin for sartin. An
he told her not to worry, he'd take care on
her and the ba bies to his dying day an
never tech the little brown jug agin. An
we'd helped him out. you bet! PoWertul
Slld Ter see We, capn l,owerIui, sraspgr
you turned up we'd come into, harbor tth
the Schooner dressed out in all her tlags,
an she'd know the 6ust there wuz ter
know ef we come in 'thout single stream
er nyin -
Cit 'em outr' cried Capn Billy. Cit
'cm out! Git 'em out! Dress her out from
truck to keelson! Mind how she looked
the day we launched her-ez Of
she strung it'll posies. Lide
thought wuz sorter darnin the eN-
pense then. Wisht I'd he'd twice as many
now! Quick about it.! Set every inch o bun,
tin there is aboard her-all the signals an
the pennant, an the flag o our union! By
look eZ gay ez her best bunnit. Shell be
down there at the pier. an she'll see the
colors nyin' in the sky fore ever she sees
the schooner" And / am sure If you had
told Cap'n Billy the immortal story of the
King of Men and the herald fires from Troy
to Argos, IL would have seemed TO him an
these flags would carry Lide.
The other men had gone forward, Il hal1
hour after the laCs hat bloSSomed out. ana
while the schooner was SkimminS along
ike bird, when Bib5sy came up timidly
behind the captain. "Capn Billy, sald
Bibbsy, "Cap'n Billy"
The captain turned on his heel quickly
and looked at the down-cast and woe-be-
gone face before hm and above him, for
Bibbsy was a giant "Cap'n Billy" said
Bibbsy. half Whisper han crying, you
know best. Tel me now. 1t seems sorter :
| can't make out the rights to it. fd-Pd
he'd my jug filled We know. II can't seem
ter sense it--but dc We make out tWuZ me
put out the ships light that night ye didn' t
get aboard%'
The cap'n gave him sound slap on the
shoulder .'WuZ the ships lights out?'
said he ''Twarn't nothin' but my consarn-
ed carclcssneSs hndered me gettin' aboard.
Alas WuS 50 cocksure, We know. Aboard
now. though. Guess don't want no more
adventures! This un'll do me till Bulbs u
man.
Fetch it i'm about forty minutes. Capp Bill
ly" called the mate. This wind wuz made
a-puppose!"
.Wisht there wuz another jes' like it,.
though" said the cap'n, his face beamlng
with his hon 81 joy. Forty minutes is
forty years when we're waitin ter see the
color spring up yer wifi s face e. bright 20
that buntin'. We amt got a wife matey
Wal Nou'H all come round I'M take Than
giTin' lunch with US. Hope Llde amt b"a
much Worried
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