The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1902-11-28

"That's her lookout. Now, tell you,
Twizzle, you get Mrs Van to go along
with you to the house. She'll explain
and see that it's all perfectly proper.
In fact, that's the only way to do it,"
Twizzle thrust his watch into his
pocket and swore genially at the quar-
termaster polishing the binnaclehood.
| Van Olinda watched him a moment,
and then went back to the Emperor.
AS he reached her deck a sudden
thought struck him, and he slapped
his thighs and chuckled.
That night when Mrs Van informed
him of the success of her Intervention,
he poked the sleeping babe with his
foretinger, and then laughed at his
wife when she scolded him for waking
his only son. cts one on Twizzle, " he
remarked, enigmatically.
Two days later Capt Van Olinda
asked his wife if she wouldn't like a
trip to Astoria. 81 reckon it wouldn It
hurt the family (he poked the child) to
have railroad trip. So get your dun
mage, Mrs Van, and come along. Well
see old sights together
81 believe it would do Sonny good,
and-I'd like to congratulate Twizzle, ;"
responded his helpmeet.
"I'd rather like to see Twizzle my
self, now you speak of it," said her
husband. "We1l get the night train
for Portland.'
1t was a very fine morning when a
boat from the pilot schooner San Jose
put the pilot and three other people
No. SO. Capt Twizzle greeted the pilot
with gruffness THAT he might under
stand that he knew how to behave in
his new position), and gaped in bewil-
derment when Van Olinda appeared
over the rail with his first-born tucked
under his arm and Mrs Van clinging
to his coat tails. He recovered suffi-
GENTLY to make them welcome. Cpd
have had the companion ladder rugged,
Mrs Van," he apologized, "but didn' It
look for YOU"
'Of course not" she answered,
smiling, and Immediately afterward
drew him aside. He prepared to ex-
change condolences of tender nature,
when she disconnected him by asking
evil you please have the cook heat
some milk for Sonny?" Twizzle blush
ed and Stammered. "PleaSe, he's hun
cry, cause he hasn't had any break
fast"
The master of the Dom Paul dashed
to the rail of the bridge and whistleC
Sbshrilly. A quartermaster instantly
Z appeared on the deck below. "Tel
stewardess, - he bawled, "to heat some
q milk for Capt Van Olinda's kid. Heal
= it not, you sabe?"
"Not too hot," Mrs Van suggested
IS "Not too hot, you idiot" yelled
# Twizzle.
l. ''Thank you," said Mrs Van, CRATE
n fully. 81 hope you'll have milk heat
II ing for boy OF your own some day
l. Mr. Twizzle.''
The skipper caught the kindly twin
kle in her eye, and was more discom
posed than ever.
u When the pilot was we'll in charge
Van Olinda drew Samuel Twizzl
aside. "Have you spoken?"
u "Beggared if L have" Twizzl
T. acknowledged.
IS His questioner's face fell and tn
light in his eyes faded. ''You stupi
imbecile!" he exclaimed, ''youll max
u mess of it yet"
r 81 was intending to speak before W
IL cast anchor. We're steaming slow 6
purpose" he explained.
But Van Olinda was not to be moll
fed. 1t almost seemed that it lay o
10 his own conscience, and the look Q
disgust that he bestowed on the reca
z citrant master of the Dom Paul had
very personal bearing. "You bette
a speak soon," was his final warning.
S. "I'll speak when bally we'll please,
re retorted Twizzle, hotly.
re Van Olinda went and hunted up hi
20 wife, who was enjoying a second breal
N fast with the two passengers. Fl
managed to convey to her the fac
t. that a private conference was nece.
sity, and when she excused herself
* the ladies, he told her that Twizzl
re had not yet spoken.
n. Mrs Van pursed up her lips an
ir meditated. Gle really ought to have,
she said, finally.
II should say sop her husband re