The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-02-07
by KIrLING,
Author Of The jungle Book" "Bar,aeh-room
Ballads" dc.
CHAPTER w

tho stove, ana the Dots and nnns In the piercou
wooden board before 1t Jared and racketed
to each plunge. Up and up tho foc'slo
climbed. yearninr aud sureinR and quivering.
and thon. with n clear. sickle-liko swoop.
oame down into the seas. He could hear the
narinn bows cut ana saueloh. and there was a
pause ere the divided waters camo down on
tho deck above. like a vollcy OF buckshot.
Followed tho wooliy sound Of the cable in tho
bawso hole: q grunt and saueal of the windlass:
ynw n punt. and a kick. and tho We're Hero
gathered herself to repeat the motions.
Now. ashore" he heard Long Jack saying.
we've chores. an 80 must do thin In any
weather. Hero we're we'll clear OF the fleet.
en- we've no choros-an' that's a blcssin'.
Good night. all." He passed like n big snake
from tho table to his bunk, and beEan TO sno-e.
Tom Plat followed his example, and Uncle
Sailors. with Penn. fought his way up tho
ladder to stand his watch, and the cook set
for the second half"
II came out OF Its brnks a. the others had
entered theirs. with n shake. and u yawn. 1t
ate till It could eat no more; and then Manuel
filled his pipe with some terrible tobacco,
crotched himself between the pawl post and a
forward bunk. cooked his feet up on tho table,
and smiled tender and indolcnt smiles at the
smoke. Dan lay Mt length In his bunk. wrss.
Ting with n rnudy. giltstopped accordion.
whose tunes went up and down with tho pitch.
mx OF the We're Here. The cook. his shout
GERS AGAINST the locker where he Kept the fried
pies nan was iond or fried piesl' peeled ro-
tatoes. with one eye on the stove In case OF too
much water hading It's way dowa the pipe;
and the general smell and smother wore past
all desert piion.
Harvey considered AFFAIRS. wondered that hc
was not deathly sick. ana rrawlcd into his
punk again. nS the sottest and safest place,
whilo Dan stracN M 1 Don't want to Play in
Your YARD rs accurately as the wild Jerks
n!loweu'
HOW io"G IS thls TORI Harvey asked OF
Manuc'.
TIL she get a little quiet. and we can row
tn trawl. Perhaps tonight. Perhaps two
days more. fon do not like? Eth. wha-at,'
i should have been crazy sick a week ago.
but IL doesn't seem TO upset me
That Is because wo make you fisherman.
tnese DAYS. III l was you when j como to
gloucester ! won'd live two. three big candles
Tor my good luck"
give sho;"
To he suro-the Virgin OF our Church on
&c HiN. She Is very good to fishermen all tho
time. That Is why so few OF us Portugce Llen
ever nrc drowned"
'fo"'rea liomnn Catholic. them"
II am n Madeira man. ! nm rot n Porto
Pico boy. shat. l be Baptist, them Eli.
wha-at' l always give candles two. three
more when come 10 Gloucester. The good
'rs'n sne never iorGe's me- Manuel"
II don't sense IL that way" Tom Platt nut
In from his hunk. hi, scarred face n, m n, ,ha
,"o
Hiare u u ma'ch as no sucked NJ MS pipc. 1t
stands to reason the seas tic sea; and you'll,
TT les, about what's goin'. candios or kerosin.
~'" h''"s'ne'
Ter thai matter
IT'S n mighty good thiay." said Long Jsck.
..to I,v. , frind q, coor, ,,o,.. ~.
Mnnue!'s way o. thinkin'. About tin wears
back was crew to n Sou Boston market boat.
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- ".H wiz" hortheasler'
putt hrst' atop 'i MS. th'ckcrh burgoo. The
on.d man was drunk. wild his chin wagpin'
IN nh. ,iuo, nm, an, r IN u,.,, ~, -.
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STICK my oo"t'huk INTO T-whhff again, III
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well Sec an the model of the dhirty ould
.Koth,cc,, ,h,t ,oo. M. a mani, ,n 80.
MAXIMUM 'nu' '""" III" n month to make i
gave NJ - the priest. an lie hung Ut up for