The Hawaiian gazette. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1865-1918, 1902-07-08
BEfOGGED.
The Story Of Captain T~izzle's
Revenge.

The little steamer Pudsey Dawson tam
BLEED irresponsibly upon the heavy rollers
of the Farall.nes. She had trundled
down the coast from Coos Bay. and now.
in q dense white fos, the was waiting Tor
the weather to clear enough 10 show the
Heads
Were pretty well out" said Captain
Twizzle but it's better to be way out
than way in"
strikes me" said his mate, that were
a leetle too far out Some blame liner
ull poke her nose in here ana scom us 90
"Nonsense," responded the skipped.
sharply; III ! can't get in, there's not a
man on the Pacific that can"
Il dunno continued the mate: hike
as not the Emperor will slosh through
She's due. And Cap'n Van Oindu, since
he got his big ship, isn't paying much
respect TO weather. And he is good
man"
Captain Twlzzle pulled out his chcs.
under the blue jacket, believed with fog
and shifted. "Oh, yes! he's n good man
But let me tell you. young fellow. that
don't reckon Van Olinda's any smarter
than l am"
The mate pondered sluggishly. His
effort to think was agreeably put am end
TO. and he pulled the whistle rope
hoarse, booming below rose into the air
and the fog seemed fairly to curdlc -
take IL there's a craft OF there to wind
ward" he suggested.
"All right, all right" said his superior
gruffiy; Il guess that whistle will let
EN- know were around"
Il reckon IL Will" said the other:
what In blazes did We put a big trumpet
like that on this dinky boat for? It's
saoramentally (he meant sacrilegiousy)
Indecent"
Reasons plenty" returned Twizzle
NOW. I'd like you to reconnize young
chap, that when l do things there's rea-
son behind 'em. Van Oinda, If he is
master OF big steam plunger, isn't al
ways able 10 give a good and sufficient
reason for what he does. I've taught him
things myself"
The mate sidled over respectfully To
hear Cap'n Twizzle, OF the Pudsey Daw-
son, speak Familiarity, nay, contemptu-
ously Of Captain Van Olinda, who ruled
the immense Emperor and always wore
a magnificent uniform with tails to the
coat OF II. was a near approach to glory.
Taught him things?' ne repeated In an
nsinuating tone. as though the story
must be detachable
Yves. And I'll teach him more" roar
ed Twlzzle. quite Infatuated with the
memory Of his last meeting with the
naughty aristocrat of the Emperor.
What's he done?" asked the mate
bluntly.
"Donel Why, his heads turned. | can
recoilect when he was skipper of the San
Anton, the laughing stock OF the coast
And he actually told me, the last time
saw him. that ought to live ashore
Said had no chance of reaching his high
position, Said ] was getting too old to
learn. But, by Jimmy Grips, I'll teach
n1tA tt.r l.H
just make old Van get up on his hind
legs end toddle"
There was a sudden shrek from a
steam siren in the invisible, and master
and mate pcered out into the fog ahead.
That's must be the Emperor" said
the mate.
Captain Twizzle pulled his ou-wester
over his eyes and cursed gently. well"
he said finally, III it is Cap'n Van don't
make port tonight. He'll just have to
stand being day late, and / hope the
owners will fix him for IT, too"
Hes evidently headed right In now"
answered the mate.
Twizzle turned half around and eyed
his subordinate. young fellow. III
teach both you and Van something Go
down and tell the engineer to open his
hampers. We are going to cruise around
a bit Tell him we want a lot OF steam
for the whistle"
The mate left the bridge to execute this
command, and the skipper looked over
his craft. She's small, and sets low and
no masts To speak Of He won't see me
but I'll see him"
lie didn't exactly see the Emperor with
his eyes, but all his sea-bred sense told
MN That the big liner was fusslng around
quarter OF mile ahead.
The Pudsey Dawson swung around nm
der her masters hand, and headed for
the invisible craft. The fog was dcnser
and wetter than before
suddenly there was n sound as of n
bulky cow in tall grass. and Twizzle pull
ed the whistle-cord. Again there issued
that horrible, unearthIy roar The cap
tain Of the Pudsey Dawson put his wheel
over little and edged toward the still
invisible Emperor. They could now hear
che mate had again Joined HIM the
humping thresh OF a propeller. The dis
proportionate trumpet of the coaster
again rumbled forth. and its rolling bel
low shook the fog as though IL were
Jelly When the last mutter had died
away. Twizzle and his mate listened in
tensely. There was silence.
That's lesson number one" said Twiz
gle; we've stopped him II we whisiled
again by Jimmy Cripps. ! believe Van
would reverse"
What's up? What's your game. STRIP
asked the mate
Captain Twizzle cast glmmerinc eve
over the muffed waters and gave his or
ders CURLY. Keep that blasted. silver
plated Emperor always in hearing. When
ever you see a good chance run close
AMI foot that whistle you were criticIsing
hit ago. Seer"
The young mate saw Enthusiastically
II savvy. sir. We won't give her room
to turn around in. Cap'n Van O,inds
VIII SUPPOSE that there's about five deep-