The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, 1897-02-06


ling is the only man / know Of who can
accomplish the natives OF these widely
separated regions in so short time.
"Difko," the skipper of the Were
Here" is OF the sea, salty; SO was his
father and his grandfather. He belongs
20 the Atlantic coast OF North America.
as the Goldfish does. Not having any
thing to do with the land, yet between
him, Europe. Asia and Africa there is
line that he never crosses. Throughout
the length and breadth OF his spine he
is fish, cod fish, an American cod
fish. There is nothing anywhere else in
the world like him, and Kipling is the
only man who has produced his flavor.
Dieko, the skipper. has not spent much
of his time on land, he dispises il. but
his flavor is OF the North Atlantic
coast His is the essence Of American
ism, independence. bravery, gentleness.
impudent sbrewdness. everything that
was Puritan, is Puritan still with all the
cant aud denominationalism blown,
buffeted and tanned out OF him by the
wind, the sea and sun. Kipling's tai,
ent OF getting folks acquainted with
each other is a most Christian gift.
But l say unto you; Love your ene-
miles," And the greatest Of these is
love-" etc. Kiplipg has read and trans
lated the heart OF q child. He has
Quickened the sense OF human relation
ship to animal life Of all kinds. from the
domestic animals to the beasts OF the
forest, jungle and plain. His is the
honor and pleasure OF introducing hu-
manity to itself. Those that "labour
and are heavy laden" may not read his
stories. They may not know that
man has seen and appreciated the dig
nifty OF the fight with the elements and
against unwise economic conditions Tor
bread. But 10 this respect kipling is
doing what Victor Hugo did for labor.
Students read the books Of Henry
George and OF writers more or less scien-
tific on economy. But students end
novel-readers, too. read kipling. And
rs he neither reasons nor breaches, be
does not awaken the arguing instinct
that never sleeps with both eyes shut,
hut conveys his own feelings in so gen.
tie. % mysterious a manner that bis
own sympathies are bl' cd OF our blood
and bone OF our bone before we know
it.
The following passage shows a SAIL
or's contempt for landlubber and the
atmosphere on board the Were
Here"
"The thing that struck him most was
the exceedingly casual way IN which
some craft loafed about the broad At
laptic. Fishing boats. as Dan said, were
naturally dependent on the courtesy and
wis iom OF their neighbors; but one ex-
pected better things OF steamers That
was after another interesting interview,
when they had been chased for three
miles by a big numbering old cattle-boat
all boarded over on the upper deck, that
smelt like a thousand cattle pens.
very excited officer yelled at them
through a speaking trumpet, and she lay
and lollopped helplessly on the water
while Disko ran the We're Here under
her lee and gave the skipper piece of
his mind. Where might We be-eh? Ye
don't deserve to be anywheres. You
barn yard tramps go hoggin' the road on
the high seas with no blame consicera-
ton fer your neighbo' S, an your e, es in
your cotfee-cups ins id o in your silly
heads
At this the skipper danced on the
bridge and said something about Diskos
own ewes. We haven't had al obseiva-
ton for three days. D'you suppose we
can run her blinds' he shouted.
..Wa-al. / can, Disko retorted.
What's come to your lead: Eft it! Can't
We smell bottom, or are them cattle too