The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1897-07-01

he knOWed WE,are he was, ana MAKES
Jonah Of him. lie come up sputtering,
being the WORT swimmer for & seafar-
ing man as ever | met with. There"
says |, hitting out at him with the blade
O my sweep. See how you likes it
yourself.' says |. 'I'hcrc's five pounds
h-goin' beggin' for whoever pu1ls out
your ugly corpse, for nobody amt 60
ing to trouble about you living" And
off we two rows, Miss Noe in her drip
ping clothes, and leaves Eill there, to
sink or swim, accordin' rs he was
minded.
a quarter O. a mile out we comes up to
sailing boat. Wind was nor'east, or
might a been pint nearer east, may
hap and sail before the wind could
bear straight down upon where Mr..
Alex was drownding. Miss Noe, she
stood up and calls out to the men:
"Qver yonder!" she cries, showing the
WY with her hand. "Quick, quick; he's
drcwnding!"
III a second they sees, and without
one word off they goes, luf1ing that sud,
| dent wouldn't "a believed it if hadn't
seen it, and they Hies before half a gale
over in the direction of the gentleman.
Well, he was done up for swimming,
through not having another kick left
in him, as you nay say; but he was able
to float on his back, and might have
| tloated an hour more, mayhap, if 50 be
tss the chill O. the water didn't numb him
and send him to The bottom. They
come up to him, and illled un in. |
could see them a-pulling of him; but
whether it was so bob or five pounds
worth, | couldn't rightly make out for
certain.
us it alive or dead?" says the young
lady.
"Wel," says ]. che do look rather
Imp" says |, las is natural when you've
been lying so long i'll the water. But
| think it's alive. Anyhow, we'd better
row back and get your things dried,
miss"
"Oh, no." says she, crying 81 cant &C
back till know. Cap'n 'Oolley,' says
she, eve must row on and meet them"
Well, | didn't quite like it, owing to
the gentleman perhaps having nothin'
on, which Miss Noe hadn't thought Of;
STILL this being a matter O. life and
death, where such things can't be al
lowed to count, i rows on to meet them
About 100 yards off, | stands up and
shouts, so as she shouldn't understand:
is it fivc-pourd job, mate, or 80.
| bobber?'
And the young gentleman himself
lifts himself up in reply, with one of the
ishermen's jerseys on, an sail
wrapped around un, and he shouts at
the top of his voice, waving his hand
"Alive, alive, NOe.'
Iwanted to turn then; but, bless you
there wasn't no keeping back that
young lady. Afore knowed where
was, at the sound of his voice, she'd
stood up in the boat and Jumped of
the seat, and was swimming for dear
life again to the sailing boat, where hel
young gentleman was a-sitting.
He was not dead when she got there
He'd just had strength O mind to hole
up till he could shout to her, md thci
he falls back. numb like and as white
"a =
There Bill-o'-my-soul was standing
spluttering and shivering, looking blue
with cold, and saying as h1W I'd done
him out O five pounds, or, anyways, 81
shillings, through throwing Of him over
board. They took the young gentleman
up to his lodgings, and gave him The
regular thing-hot blankets an such
an brandy; an by the end o the day h
was pretty we'll right again. But th'
young lady. she didn't 50 much a
ketch cold with it; and aforc they lef
this place, him and her was married
An when Bill-omy-souI come to hea
that her father and mother wanted t.
give ten pound apiece to the men in th'
boat an me, he was just that mad tha
ycu could "a heard his language tiv'
houses off, and not choice Language
either.-Cassel's Magazine.