The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-07-09

open boats" exclaimed Julia.
Luckily for YOU" replied Hardy, drily.
81 do pray continued the girl, that
there is nothing CHASTITY yonder. have
had one nightmare, l do not want
more
u am not thinking of anything ghast-
ly," exclaimed Hardy, somewhat irritably,
CHASTITY or not it shan't come aboard,
and / am not going to lose another quar-
ter boat to feed it. Damn those open
boats! Why are they always running
athwart our hawse?"
1t was easily seen that the boat was
making for the ship, so as to get under
her bows when the apex of the angle
was touched, and it was not very long be-
fore Hardy discovered that the boat con-
tanned one man only, who steered sitting
comfortably to leeward like a Ramsgate
bcatman with two shilling fare sea sick
to WindWard. He also distinguished a
something that 'loked like dog upon
the half-deck in the bows. These features
the lens acquainted him with, also that
the side of the boat was Tended with a
Dubious line which might prove cork or
something buoyant, from which 'dangled
several loops of line for man to catch
hold of in the water the same as a life
boat -''@''a ~7's
Il don't think it's case of distress, -
murmured Hardy.
What is it, then?' said Julia.
Il don't know what it is he answered,
looking again. tbut tbs certain that that
thing in the bows is a dog. and that that
thing in the stern is a man.
The Newfoundland seemed also to have
its suspicious; it stood on the taffrail star
ing at the beat, its ears slightly lifted.
All at once it began to bark fearfully,
grew as excited as a Malay who runs
rH TO
castle, and springing on to the heel of the
cathead parked long, loud and deep, and
from afar came back dim echo, faint
reVerberation In fact, two dogs had met
at sea and they knew it.
Hardy by a maneuver of the helm help
ed the boat to draw alongside, and when
the little fabric was close under the bow
the man stood up and yelled:
"HeaVe US the end of linet'
You can't come aboard" shouted
Hardy.
Don't want to-" answered the man,
'Heave us the end of a linen
Down sail and stand by!' shouted
Hardy.
Down dropped the lug, the girl held the
Wheel Hardy faxed the end Of the main
topsail brace in his hald
Look out for it!' he shouted, ana
amidst the ceaseless barking of the two
NOoAf
rail- raising thunder, the coils were flung,
the end caught, and the man took turn
with it,
"Luff Bit Julia, but not to bring us
aoack, said Hardy, and the girl put the
helm down, then steadied again as the
weather-leech of the topsails fluttered.
She knew her business, she knew the
language of the helm; in short, she was
not Dutchman.
lint
spnnS1ng on to the tafrail, and he
thrust the dog on to the deck as a hint
The picture a little way past the QUA.
ter was curious and novel The boar
presented the appearance of q lifeboat:
she was girdled by an airtube of some
sort, and her sides were garlanded w,rb
lie lines; a good piece of her forward
was decked; abaft were two thWarts. a
pump, mast, and at the stern a little
piece CT deck to serve as a locker or cup
board. The dog was an apparition thin
legged, wolf-jawed ragged, gaunt lie
back worn like an old doormat. and II
had but one eye. No dog fancier would
nave taken any sort of odds as to its
breed. Its master was equally singula
IN appearance. His cap was fur; his ring
'ees nlack,-l long and greasy; he wore ear
rings; his nose was aquiline; his ewes
We're deeply set and heavily matched. his
oeard and mustache were black and his
face very pale. He was wrapped UP in a
thick coat with large buttons and he
wore half-boots, into the tops of which
the ends of his pilot-cloth breeches We're
stuffed
He stood up to talk with his hand ,n,or
the tiller and the ship rolling upon the
swell towed the boat as she moved SLOWLY
under taut huff.
Il can read what ship You are shout-
ed the man in the boat Where's your
crew?''
What boat are you?" answered Hardy.
THE Betsy Prig, from New York to
London town. the man replied.
Whats Your name?"
Jacob Christian"
"A buddy Dutchman?"
mo" answered the man with q grin
II m neturalized Bnglishman.''
Whats that?' shouted Hardy.
Il was born in Norway" was the re-
ply.
Tie dog In the boat began to bark
Sailor was again on the taffrall looking
at it, but silent
shut up that dog of yours" shouted
Hardy, II can't hear you"
The man admonished his dog WITH
his fist and q fearful face The caunt
and frightful beast seemed to understand
him and stood ON the little forecastle
; deck, durbly and laneuish;ngIy ogIine
the Newfoundland with its one eve Did
those dogs want to make love p No thew
wanted to fight log nature is very
much human nature, and man and dog
walk together through life.
WHAT sort Of dog IS that?" shouted
Il wish I could see the boat" OK