Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1901-07-27

throw me a rope, I'm apt to run you
down"
The weatherbeaten sailor half hitched
his line around a cleat, cast OFF aud
threw me the end of the main sheet 10
which, after dexterous balancing, | be-
layed the Krakanoe's painter. Then |
clambered over the bulwarks, stiff in
every joint.
The deck was covered with loose
sheet ropes and Tapping halyards. The
sails were hanging loosely In the lazy
lines Amidship the matches were open,
disclosing the hold half filled with pc
culiar looking mass of pebbles.
WAL" exclaimed the ancient mar
liner, dew yuh call that fun?"
What do you mean? ?" asked
why, slappln around in peanut
shell, with a Worcester a-brewin. The
ole mani only let 'em half tlll the do
ries, It's fyin so heavy on the beach, v
said ne,
"Who?' asked,
why. the cappen, o. course, Him
and the crew is putin off from the
i'lan' now You see. this ere vessel Is
the Amelia f. Cobb o. Boston. She's a
pebbin ship. We loads the stuff from
the beach and takes 1t TO Boston. where
we sells Il 10 builders, who spreads II
on tarred paper and puts It on roofs.
But our business Is dead now" he add
ed, This ere fireproofn has killed our
trade"
BY this time the captain and crew, in
two large dories, three men In each, had
made fast 10 the schooners side and
began shoyeling the stun on board.
! The job was soon finished The cap
tain, a small, wiry man, swung himself
on board and strobe to where the old
salt and I were standing.
Charlie said the old man TO the
captain, this gentleman is callin on
us"
HINT" replied the captain. glancing
around the turbulent bay for signs Of
my boat
"Well-h'm-oh, yes--that Is, he Just
came over kinder crazylike," continued
my friend
"Whatl" shouted the irascible old sea
as he pointed &c the canoe tossing on
| him.
There; that's it, was the tar's reply
as he pointed to the canoe, tossing on
end few yards astern.
"Ill be skiveredl" exclaimed the cap
tain. TN burned glad it's you that
goes back in her and not mel Say air
you full blooded Indian or a half
| breed ,"
He laughed loud and heartily. then
said You're hungry, | guess. Indian
or no Indian, eh2 Well when the
hands come on board Wen get dinner.
They're gone back after the sleeves.
planks and wheelbarrows This gravel
is too far from shore. I'm gon TO
make for Union river. where it's right
on the water"
Soon the diggers returned. ! became
rapidly acquainted with them Such a
ruiiianly aggregation | never saw be-
fore. But ] concluded that my faded
bathing suit would not tempt them.
After an hours wait the gathering OF
pans In the cabin ceased, and the thick
smoke from the battered stovepipe grew
faint
A high pitched voice with a nasal
twang cackled out step lively, now
you fellers that's goin 10 eati"
Following in the wake OF the burly
crew. ! tumhled below. A smoky. dirty
cabin met my gaze. Two hunks were
filled with dirty blankets az each side
The forward end was occupied by a
three legged stove and the door Lead
Ing into the captains stateroom. While
W back Of us was a rickety dinner ta-
Bile covered with oilcloth, and In the
corner was the companionway leading
on deck.
The second mate. a redheaded scandl-