The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-10-19

itself down in the hold. an our stores
was mixed up into the very wust sea-
salad wot any one ever seed.
" oh, my! oh, my! SEE Pierre Crust, SEE
he hidin' his head in cracker-box,
were a-goln' to fan out o the clouds
upside down an be all smashed up
lie We're a VERY ostrdge sort o. man,
he were, COS he alters thort as how he
were out o danger eff he had his measly
old head hid. Howsumever, we all thort
pretty much the same as he did, an we
weren't in no partikler humor fur to
dance hornpipes about it.
She's a-gittin furder over! yelled To-
bias Kitten.
AN SO she were. We couldn't stay on
the sides o her any more but had to sit
down on the under sides o. the decks
wot shore folks would call the ceilin. An
the furniture in the cabin, bein' screwed
fast. were all a-hangin' down from over
head.
WAL, may l be squilgeed inside an
out with paint brush SEE Capn Gawge
w. Smoke, SEE he, EFF ever l expected fur
to be master O. any vessel wot were so
indecent as to sail on her head
" Tobias Kitten SEE /. slide back the
hatch an inch an tell us what we can
see.'
AN Tobias he laid down fiat on mis-
face, slid the hatch back, and peeked out
Then he shut 1t with bang an turned
pdler ne was atore.
S'help me gracious goodnessp seq he;
We can't see nothin 'cept white steam
Then we knowed we was up in the
clouds fur sure, an we all felt purity SER
GUS; cos wy, w'd never bin there afore
an we din't know nothin about the rules
an regulations O Twin up there. All on a
student there were a most fearful crash
o. thunder.
" BY the great hook block? SEE Cap'n
NTaWEG w. mOke- he W In tbta,,
der cloud
" An mebbe wen it begins fur to rain.
SEE l, wen git rained down to 'arth agin.'
Oh, my! Oh, my! hollered Pierre
Crust, out O. the cracker box. ON our
heads. Oh, dear We're all dead men,
sure
WAL, arter that fur half an hour it
were not possible fur to carry on any
VERY improVin conversation COS wy ii
| were a-thunderin' an a-lightnin' an "a
| roarin' all around us, sech as no one never
heerd afore. Then all on a student the
bloomin' deck dropped right from under
| us an we was kinder foatin' around a.
| grabbin' right an left at things. all 'cep-
| tin Pierre Crust an he jess KEEP his head
in the cracker box an kicked out with his
| feet
Were a-fallin'l We're a-fallin'g he
yelled
IAN so we wuz. An while we wuz
| d-ldliiH Seeu the sue OF the vessel come
under me, an then slide around till the
floor o. the cabin were under me, an then
boom! There was a most awful thump.
an a squash like wot ye hear wen We
throw stone into a mud puddle, an there
we was"
"Where?" creid both boys
I'm the blissed Atlantic ocean," said the
Old Sailor, solemnly, about a hundred
miles this side O. Bermooda. An Pierre
| Crust he pulled his head out O. the cracker
box an bounced on deck, an SEE he:
'Wot was all you men so scared about
Turn to, now, an get the cloth on her an
wen make Sandy Hook lightship in two
| days
"An' so we did, too An wen we got
| to New York we read in the papers as how
the cap'n o. the ship Beeswax had seen a
cur Gus mirage Of a ship sailin round an
round water spout. But we never could
get nobody to b'leve how 'twere US"