The Washington bee., 1899-04-15
Mr. eALLoWAY,s. AMBITION
I. Was Curbed BY His Unole's Tale of sim
Clipp, SIMS Boy, and a shark.

Clipp, Sims Boy, and q Shark.
"When I was a lad said Tom Gal
loway, Il was eager TO become one OF
those who go down to the sea in
smacks and trawl for cod, but about
that time an uncle of mine began to
bring to bring in tales that caused my
eagerness to lag somewhat and
never knew, from personal contact
the perils and hardships of the cod
| fiSherman'S life.
That uncle of mine was q sailor, an
| all-arOund sailor. Ii was all the same
TO him whether he sailed as deck
hand on n ferryboat, ste.-rsman on a
raft or able seaman befefr the mast.
Besides my eagerness to snake in cod.
| fish off the Banks, / inclined toward
| harpooning whales in the North Sea
When my uncle came home one time
he said he had just got back from a
| three-yearS cruise off Greenland.
catching whales | told him thought
/ would 90 with him when he went for
another cruise. He said ali right.
There would he good chance for me,
as they We're three men short.
"'All eat up by sharks last trip he
said.
Il didn't say much more ABOUT going
after whales to uncle just then. but
| his memory seemed to be refreshed by
my bringing the subject up ard he be-
came reminiscent.
"A curious thing about it was said
| he. that by rights we should rave lost
five of the crew. Sim Clipp. the cook,
took a fever. and when he kicked the
bucket we tied an old grindstone and
| a rusty blubber axe To him 10 give him
weight and tossed him overheard. AS
poor Sims body struck the water a
| big shark came up, opened his jaws
wide enough 10 take in a barrel. and
down into that sharks NAV went Sim.
I know it wasn't just the right thing
10 do said my uncle. but rs I see Sim
90 into the shark | couldn't help say
ing to myself that if Sim wasn't any
| better than some o the grub he used
TO dish up for Us that shark would be
sorry it took him in before Sim had
| been i'm his stomach ten minutes.
! thought maybe the shark might get
away with the grndStune and the axe,
but Sim would puzzle its digestion,
sure
Sims boy Jack was one Of us, and
Z when he secs his father Dass in be-
| tween The sharks jaws L." gave i
| veil and jumped overheard. The
shark hadn't got his jaws shut yet,
and the boy went straight in after his
| father. | remember said My uncle,
| that the captain was as mad as thun-
der. and said that he might just as
well have scurvy the worst kind
aboard ship as 10 have sharks COB
bling his crew. this making five that
had gone to make victualS for 'em. and
he ordered lis to keep a lookout for
sharks and make way with every one
| we saw.
About an hour after the cook and
his boy disappeared an old leviathan
Of shark came up right alongside of
us and looked wishful. We baited a
shark hook with hIubber, and in half
an hour had the old maneater fast.
We got him aboard by hard work.
butchered him and cut him open. And
what should we find inside ii him but
Sim Clipp and his boy. We had cap
tured their shark | said then. and
always will say said my uncle that
the shark discovered what 4 job he
had on his stomach, and actually fol
lowed us to get caught and be saved
4 lot Of future misery.
But the funniest part of the whole
matter was that Sim and his boy We're
| both alive, We had made a mistake
| about Sim being dead He was only
in trance when we cast INN in the
sea, and he had gone down the shark 5
throat and come to just as his boy
went humping in against BIN. Sim
and the yOungSter held cornell. and
what do you think they were doing
when we cut the shark open? Rigging
up the grindStOnp 10 sharpen the axe
on. SO they could. cut hole and get
out
MY uncle left home again soon af-
that visit 10 90 on another cruise. hut
my folks wouldn't let me go with him
So | was prevented from trawling in
tempestuOuS seas for Goldfish and har
pOOning whales i'm boreal zones Yet
| bobbing for hullhpadS oft in the Silly
night and Spearing suckers in the purl
ing brook amt so bad. after ALL and
| have done my share at bo.h of 'em'
she Buried the Wrong Box
1t is not often that Il man funeral
tiveS laugh. This, however, is what
happened at the funeral of DIR. Kel
logg. Of Ashland. Ohio Tue Kellogg
family is an old and respected one
in town and. aS often happens in ole
families of small towns. is connected
with nearly every othe- family in the