River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1900-08-23

filled suddenly with the fresh breezs,
board and then began TO plunge mer-
rily in the short, choppy sea, for the
wind was against the tide. Mr.. Jobson
suddenly ceased talking. He looked
toward the amethystine horizon and
seemed to be buried in thought. The
sea became less choppy as the boat
bounded along, but the choppiness was
succeeded by long, foam-crested swells
that lifted the boat and dropped her as
If she were a bobber in a rocky torrent.
The spray of the foamy crests dashed
over the starboard side, which was al
most awash. Mrs. Jobson held on
tight, but she looked delighted. Mr..
JobSon kept his face averted from her.
The meeting of the sky and the sea
seemed TO have great fascination for
him.
Isn't this perfectly lovely?" ex-
claimed Mrs. Jobson, when the boat, in
going about on the port tack, made a
great dip and scooped up clear, green
Sea. why, who would have imagined
it could be so pleasant. / don't wonder
the sea has such a fascination for sail
ors. I'd be a sailor If were a man.
And Pm not the least bit sick. Isn't it
just splendid"
Great" gurgled Mr.. Jobson, with
out turning his gaze from the hori-
Zon.
We'll have to have sail every day."
went on Mrs. Jobson. "Out on the water
you can get the real ozone, and it'll do
both of us a world of good. tn give
us such fine appetites, too, don't you
think?"
Fine" gasped Mr.. Jobson, acct
dentally turning his face so that Mrs.
Jobson could see it. Mr.. Jobson was as
pale as a spook, and his features were
drawn into a knot.
why, are you seasick 2" Mrs. Jobson
asked, in alarm, when she saw his
CHASTITY phiz.
Mr.. Jobson turned to her with look
of deep Indignation.
"Seasick, nothing" he managed to
gasp. It's something had for lunch.
Must have been the radishes. Radishes
never did agree with me, anyhow. It's
wonder you wouldn't have warned me
not to eat EN-"
Mr.. Jobson was picture of woe, but
the boat didn't take any account of Mr..
Jobson's feelings, but continued to
dash onward over the bounding pillows
as if she were in race.
''Is there anything 1 can do for
you?" inquired Mrs. Jobson, anxiously,
of Mr.. Jobson, who had clutched him
self around the waistband and sat,
with an unutterably dismal expression,
gazing into the water.
"Lemme alone, that's ALL" Mr.. job
son contrived to gasp. Just tell those
fellows to turn their DANCED old boat
around and head her for the land as
quick as they can make it, and"
1t was obvious that the radishes had
disagreed with Mr.. Jobson. He was a
very sick man during the run to the in
let, which Mrs. Jobson directed the
men to make in accordance with Mr..
Jobson's instructions. Mr.. Jobson tot
tered off the boat when she was made
fast, wabbled to the hotel, went to bed,
and Mrs. Jobson put in the remainder
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his forehead and ministering to him in
other ways. BY dinner time Mr.. job
son was able to get up and put on his
clothes.
THE sea was so heavy" Mrs. Jobson
started to say TO him in comforting
tone, land it has been so long since
you've ridden in a sailboat, that"
''That1l be about all o. that, madam"
interrupted Mr.. Jobson. sternly. THE
next time that you entice me into eat
ing radishes, however, when you've
known for years that they always make
me as sick as a dog, and then, on top of
that, put up job TO get me out in
coekleshell of boat on a mountainous
sea, the newspapers'll publish some de-
tails about the split in the Jobson fam
lily that will astonish you, that's all,
and 1 won't be the one to be held up to
public obloquy, either. Washington
Star