Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1899-11-30
there were not less than fifteen sail
in sight of the vessel which picked me
CHAPTER Nv.
The Eugenie.

The Eugenie.
After being conveyed on board, hot
brandy punch was readily administered
to me; all my wet clothes were taken
off, and | was put into a snug berth,
the cozy warmth OF which, together
with the effect Of the steaming punch
"a stiff nor'wester," as | heard 1t called
and the toll and misery, mental and /.
bodily, | had undergone, all conduced
to give me long and almost dream"
less slumber Thus the noon of the
next day was far advanced before l
awoke to the realities of life and a
consideration of the awkward predica-
ment in which | was placed.
had been picked up by the Eugenie.
a new brig OF 250 tons register. cop
pered to the bends. and standing Al
at Lloyds," as ! was informed by Sam
uel Weston, her master. He added
that she had a crew of twelve hands.
men and boys, exclusive of Marc His
lop, the mate, and Tattooed Tom, his
assistant, and that the brig had the
reputation of being one of the best
sailing out of London.
The morning was fine and warm: the
skylight was open, and a pleasant cur
rent of air passed through the clean,
wainscoted cabin. A spotless white
cloth was on the table across which
there We're lashed certain bars of wood,
technically termed a fiddle, to keep
the plates and glasses from falling to
leeward and on looking from my cur
tained berth (for | was not permitted
t, I ln Atnin nd m n 70 n
lunch over brandy and water, biscuits
and cheese; and busy the while with
charts and compasses. as they were
comparing their nautical notes and OBJ
servations.
The brig seemed to be running stead
lily through the water upon the star
board tack, and | could hear the gurgl'
of the sea under her counter, as 1t bub-
bled away in the wake astern-in fact,
the sound seemed to be just foot
above my ear, realizing the terrible
idea that there was only plank be-
tween me and eternity"
Capt Samuel Weston was a we'll
made man OF middle hight, and some
| where about forty years of age. He
was rather grave than jovial in man
| ner, but pleasant, kind and gentleman
ly. There was nothing about him that
| particularly indicated the seaman. and
he never used startling adjectives, or,
| according to the proverbial idea, inter-
\ larded his conversation with obscure
| nautical phraseology
| He wore a short pea-coat with brass
! buttons. and straw hat. A handsome
] 4 nd he
/ fag-end OF a cheroot was between his
/ teeth. He was exactly portrayed thus
in his colored calotype. which was
framed and screwed into the bulkhead.
! Close by it was another of lady with
little boy, standing at the base of a
column, which of course had crimson
curtain festooned behind it; and they,
| had no doubt, were his wife and child
/ So Capt Weston-or as he preferred
to call himself, Sam Weston-was more
domestic In his tastes than those who
usually live by salt water are sup
posed to be.
Neither was there anything partic-
ularly nautical in the appearance of the
mate, who was smart and athletic
young fellow, about five-and-twenty
years of age. with somewhat of Glas-
gov accent keen gray eyes and sandy
colored hair; and he 1t was Though
was not aware of it then. or for LONG
after) who boldly plunged into the
stormy sea, and swan to the founder.
ing schooner, and finding that | could
neither understand nor obey instruc.
tions, had made line fast to my waist
H.I..
boat; so to this young Scotchman
owed my life and debt OF gratitude
Ito be eontinued)