Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-10-17
A TRUTHFUL SAILOR.
RELATES THE EXPERIENCE IN WHICH
 HE swoRE NEVER TO LIE.

Have ever seen shark? Ask my mate-him that's rowing that ere cou- pie out wonder. We were shipmates to- gether aboard tho Rajapootah India man. His father, who is dead and gone this 20 year or more, was carpenter aboard of her.
 ''Weu. one day WIG were becalmed on the line. when, says young Bill-he was young Bill then. him as I just pointed out to you-says he, I shall have q swim round for cooler for, believe me, the sun was that hot we had to throw buckets of water on the deck to keep it from catching fire.
 Tn fact, pig we killed the day afore we hung aloft and roasted him in the sun, catching the gravy in bucket, and he was done beautifully.
 ''So in he goes head first, with his clothes on, and me and his old man looked over the side just abaft the fore rigging to see him come to the top of the water again.
 But no Bill could we see. and in stead of him up came a tremendous shark. with his sides sticking out as if he had n cargo inside over and above his regular bill of lading.
 Ut was then as clear to us as the nose on our faces that poor Bill had dived clear down his throat.
 "The poor old man had a fit right away, aud we carried him below and put him in his hammock and then ran up on deck again in the hope that we should be able to catch the fellow.
 But it was nowhere to be seen, so after watching some time to no pur- pose we went down below to sec how the old man was getting on. and to our astonishment and sorrow we found his body nearly cold and as stiff as the fly ing jibboOm.
 "We sewed him up in his hammock. putting the grindstono that he used to grind his tools with inside to make it sink and laid the body on Q hatch, with the union jack spread over it for pail.
 Then the skipper read the funeral service, all of us standing round dread fully cut up, me especially, for young Bill was my messmate, and was very fond of the old man.
 "As soon as the skipper had finished the last words, which shall never for get, they was so solemn, the hatch was
 
 with u splash, and all was over. at least we thought so.
 But almost immediately afterward up comes another shark. a bigger one, it seemed, than the first.
 The boatswain at once ran for the shark hook and baited it with a hunk of pork and slung it over the stern, and il was not many minutes afore we had him hooked and hauled on deck.
 Well, the first thing we did was to cut his tail of, for he was Tapping ii about so that it shook the ship from stem to stern, that we were afraid if would shake her to pieces
 After We had done that we thought We heard a very strange noise inside of him-a sort of grating sound, like boat being dragged over q shingly beach.
 .'So we set to and cut off his head and then ripped him up. when, what dye think? What should we see, to our great astonishment and delight, but Bill and his father sitting upright like two Jonahs, the youngster turning the grind stone and the old man sharpening his knife, intending to cut their way out of the crcature's belly.
 Ou I SsAiu lud Alah W al dead? Please don't interrupt me, and I'll tell you all about it.
 There's no doubt but what he seem. ed dead, but it was only his blood froze with horror, and the shark warmed him to life again. What made him most un' comfortable, Bill said, was the slip peryness and topsy turvyness of the place, for there was no rest at all, fol one minute he was standing on hi: head and the next on his feet, and ther he would be tossed from one side to tho other, sometimes getting jammed be tween the ribs, and he wondered th' meal didn' disagree with the fish itself But at last camo the climax, anC Bill thought it was all over with him. for down its throat was shot a heavy | body like that of a sack of coal righ atop of him, nearly smothering him, SC that he had scarcely room to move ol | breathe, and he must have been som, time insensible, he said, when he wa woke up with loud report. He thought for a moment tho crea ! tura had swallowed a powder barrel anC it had exploded, but it was only tn, bursting of the canvas shroud the olC man was sewcd up in, which had blowr up like paper bag.
 ''The noise in its inside, Bill said must have astonished the shark, for h. again found himself standing upon hi | head, so he knew it was making for tn surface, and on reaching there it openet its enormous jaws for air, when a fioos of light entered between the rows O teeth which enabled Bill on gaining hi feet to take stock of his lodgings, ant the very first thing that he saw was hi old father crawling out from under tn canvas like a chick from its shell. l "The old man had caught sight O the grindstone and soon put it int, working order, and on the fish ono, more coming to the top and again ad mitting light Bill at once saw wha was in the wind, and they commence. business at once, when they were star tied by a sudden change in the shark movements. and soon they distinctl. heard the sound of human voices, an, they knew they were saved. | Well, we all was so thankful a their miraculous escape from the jaw of death that every mothers son of u on board took our solemn affidavits tha we'd never tell lie or anything of tha kind again. and me and my mate hav kept our words ever since. "-Chicag | Times.
 Death of Father coIIins
 LITTLE FALLS. N. r., Oct. I7.-Rev | Dennis B. Collins, pastor of the Romi Catholic church in West Winfield, is dead Father Collins was well known throug his contributions to literary magazine | and journals.
 Killed by a Boiler Explosion. l PADUcAH, Ky, Oct. TIA boiler CT l rnlndad nf IA snrurnfll nnnr Iinknrrr Grnr.