Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1896-10-14

sd6 ifE1. affef the k1l11 b0bbiae
about like buoys in the water. At last
up she jumps and runs down to the
cottage, all b-eathless. could sss IN
Z minute her heart was in her mouth.
70. Cap'n Tem." she says, "Cap'n Tom.
DO look ont At Alex. He's swimming
over there, an it seems to me he's in
some sort Of trouble"-love having
eyes a. can see better'n . binocular.
Well, gets down my telescope. an
Axes 1t upon him. He was q mile out
to sea-a black speck on the water. l
gets him we'll nxed. Sure enough there
he was throwing his arms up wild. and
trying to make sigma to the shore for
help.
''Is It erampr says the young Lady.
"Dont You believe It," says 1: there's
Q deal moro nonsense talked about
eramp In swimming than there need be.
man can't swim forever" says I.
Tired out: that's what calls It," says
I. And tired out Mr.. Alex. was, sure
enough, by the look Of him.
20. Cap'n Tom," says the young Ady.
"will you save himT wringing her
hands in 4 way that might melt stone
-let alsne q Christian.
Wa haN way down to my boat By
that dine.
save himr' says I: - II saving Of
hint Bless ysur heart, II he waEn't No
friend Of ysurn at all-as man to man
I'd save him. Dill-0-my-soui," says I.
seeing BM on the shore. "cons AMI
help me-" says I. "Thers's . gentle
man drowning"
"DrowndingT says BILL running
down and putting out. "Csms on!"
says Bill; I'm with your His name
being Bill-o'-my-soul, along Of his hav-
ing been such a favorite when he was
young with all the young women.
Well, we put OF and rowed. Bill tax
Ing one Of the sweeps-as is our name
for them long oars-and me the other.
After a while 1t struck me we wasn't
heading outward. looked up and
saw, and we was most turned toward
shore again. I'd pulled the boat around
on Bill-which l didn't understand. he
being then a stronger man nor me to
pull-not but what. when I was in my
best days. I'd have pulled boat against
any man in England.
"Bill," says l, sharp, you're not a.
pulling"
He looks up at me rather odd. Mate"
he quiet like, I'm no fool Now, what
are You a-rowing fOr?-the young fel-
low or the moneyT
Pull, pull, manr 1 shouts out Pull,
pull, l tell you! The gentleman's
drownding-Miss Noes young gentle
man.
He pulls a stroke or two, quite feeble.
His heart wasn't In 1t. Then / loses
my temper.
"Bill-o'-my-soul." says l. "am I cap'n
Of this here craft, or are you? For
unless you pull harder-I don't want
no strong language here; but as sure
as my name is Cap'n Tom Cooley. I'll
wiring your ugly neck for jour
He holds up his sweep, and says he.
20, is that your gamer says he. AN
do you propose to compensate me"
1t flashed right across me what he
meant. 'Bill, you blackguard," says I,
do you mean to tell me-and q man
there a-drownding? Have you no COM
mon humanity" says I. bristling up.
that you'd think Of five pound afore a
fellow creature?'
Five pound is a good bit better nor
thirty bob" says Bill, looking up at
me, sullen-like.
We'll, sir, I'll say it to your face,
though your own father is q County
l always thought that one
as bad law as the county could make.
But law 1t Is. all the same; and there
amt no helping 1t. It's f6 reward for
bringing in a dead corpse. an it's only
thirty bob for bring a man alive as yOI
save from drownding.
Bill O. my SOUL" says l, raising mg
sweep, being that angry with the man
that I'd have knocked him over the
head as soon as 1 would a rat, will
you row, or shall brain your
Just at that minute my eyes went
towards the shore; and il there wasn't
Miss Noe, not wringing her hands now.
but plungins into the sea, clothes and
although a lady with skirts-an'
swimming for dear life out to the boat
TO help me.
up with my voice an shouts: "Come
along, Miss Noe! You puts the men To
shame! Blessings on you for q brave
girlw She was swimming that splen-
did!
Well, rows towards her, and helps
her aboard into the boat; and In she
Jumps, all dripping, but taking NO more
notice Of it, bless you, than II water
was a feather bed to her. And she
seizes the oar Billo'-my-soul wouldn't
work; and she cries out to me. agonized
like: Row on. Cap'n Cooley. for heav-
ems sake, row on; Alex. is a-drownd-
ingw
Well, wasn't going to carry q super
cargo. as you may say, to weight the
boat. not yet passenger for nothing.
So. to tighten the burden, just ups
with Bill-O'-my soul and clasps un
round the waist. being a older man nor
him. but, heaven be praised. a strong
one. He was took by surprise too much
to struggle. An 1 heaves un over afore
he knowed where he was. and makes a
Jonah Of him. He come up spluttering.
being the worst swimmer for a sea
faring men as ever met with. There"
says l, hitting out at him with the
blade O my sweep; "see how you like
1t yourself" says l. There's f5 a-goin'
beggin' for whoever pulls out your ugly
corpse, for nobody amt going to trou-
BILE about you living" And of we two
rows. Miss Noe in her dripping clothes.
and leaves Bill there, to sink or swim,
accordin' as he was minded.
A quarter O. a mile out we comes up