The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1902-10-10

turned my face seward for fear
the smile wreathing IL might offend.
"Bnt about the boat?" ! reminded
him.
"The boat?" frowning moodily at
Il. "Do you know. them city folk
make me mad. That's what they do.
They make me mad shown of their
ignorance. What do they know
bout boat? Nothin'. Not blamed
endurin' thing. They might know all
there is to know bout electric cars
an trans an cabs an automobiles,
but they don't know nothin' bout a
boat. They come down here from
the city, dressed to death in white
from head to foot, an hire q sloop,
an fill it plumb full to the riggin'
with their friends. Then off they go
sailn' away, singin', "A sailors life
for me, for me! A sailors life's the
only life for met Humph! Then the
first thing you know, a stiff breeze
blows up from somewhere, an, as
say, not KNOWN the first thing bout
tackin' or takin' down sail or
h'istin' one, the next thing that hap
pens is this: The boat gives one big
whirl, an stands on the wrong end
Then the next mornin' you read a
long list o. the dead, with black lines
round it. Humph."
He smoked fully five minutes Of ex-
asperating silence before he COM
menced again.
"That there boat over there" he
| groaned. was as neat little cat
boat as ever h'isted sail in these
| here waters, an there want nobody
nat1y; but / laid it to a kind o. spe-
cial Providence watchin' over fools
an young people, judgin' that was
what prevented it."
He gave several vigorous and ex-
haustive puffs upon his pipe, leaving
the story to lag, habit peculiar to
| him.
1T has all the earmarks of having
been a gem of boat" / essayed,
starting him.
"Gem, It was jew'll An if 1t
hadn't been for" Hating, he shook
his head. speechless for q space
through sheer indignation. 1T was
like this" he resumed upon his re-
covery. ''All summer long there'd
been pretty. young girl here in one
o. them cottages over there" point
ing to the curve of the beach fringed
by row of little sbingled houses
the color of dust, with her mother,
a tall, straight, slim, white-haired
woman with what they called "a
'ristocrafic air. She had a distant
relative what was related to some
body or other belongin' to the navy
or somethin'. an that was what gave
it to her, they said. The girl want
quite so Observation-Disclosures as her
mother, but the young fellers they
swarmed round her like bees round
a honeycomb, just the same.
Between 'em they KEEP us guessin'
Out Of dozen or more there was
three pretty much neck an neck in
the runnin'. One was a young actor
chap what come down from the city
AN stayed with her from Saturday
mornin' till Monday mornin'. Reg
ular as the day come 'round-as
clockwork, you might say-there he
cone. an there he stayed. Another
was the rich Teller what owned tho
boat.
AN the third was man what
didn't seem to have anything a tai
to do but hang round that there cot
tage every day in the week. an Sun
day. too, the livelong. endurin' time
b'gosh. The livelong, endurin' time.
YOU'D a thought" blowing away
the smoke, and regarding me with {
calm gaze at once large and contem
plative, "that. scein' he had so mucl
time on his hands while the Others
was at work. an was so industrious
bout putin il in to the best advan
tage- maxim hay while the sun was
shinin'. you might sny-that the wint
would fin1ly blow him her way fol
good. But that's just where you,
be mistaken. Girls like her nevei
takes what the wind blows theii
way What they wants is somethin
they have TO go sailin' after, an
catch by the ropes. an work till thei
hands is blistercd town 90 land.
"Anyhow. the bettin' on the islan'
was pretty solid for this Teller. witt
nothin' to do but to go a-fshin' an
a-swimmin' and a-sailin' round tn
bay, an maxim love to her mornin
: noon an night. persistin' in it an
persistin' in IL in spite o. the white
haired mother frownin' him down an
tryin' her level best to freeze hin
! with her 'ristocratic air. an dea
: agin the rich Teller what owned tn
: boat, because the mother was wit
him Anybody what knows anything
knows that nothin' sets a young gil
J so agin Teller as havin' her mothe
. allus aggin' her on TO marryin' him.
He mcditatively crossed one lie
over the other.
"Rut then" settling himself con
, fortably in the sand. where we
man is consarned there amt neve
no tcllin' what to think. Like a
!. not, when the bcttin' Is surest she
ring in a dark horse on you ever
time.
.Of the three. 'cordin' to my M
: tion,' he reflected. after n period