The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-10-04

manded irritaby. Who's this giving
orders?''
This thoroughly awakened us. Again
the mysterious voice spoke out of the
| darkness:
'Merrily we're rolling home-rolling
home-rolling home!"
Then light dawned upon us. 1t was
that cursed parrot navigating the ship
as he thought it should be -navgated.
The Franks of an Alaskan Bear.
was once shipmate with a sailor
who loved to tell of young bear pet
that they had aboard a sailing
schooner he was on. The bear had
been taken aboard in Kodiak, Alaska
as a small cub, but as months passed
by he grew big and developed a pas
sionate love for all his shipmates.
which found expression in a wild de-
sire to press them to his bosom in his
powerful arms. Finally it was found
necessary to chain him up to the fife
rail around the pumps
One day the bear broke loose He
came aft and met the captain coming
out of the companionway He was
so glad to see the captain that he rose
to throw his arms about his neck. but
the captain rudely slammed the cabin
door and retreated. Johnny Bear sadly
dropped to all fours again and scram-
bled up on the poop. There he caught
sight of the helmsman. With a 10y
GUS wool! wool! he rushed to embra ce
his old friend, but again his advances
were not well received. The helms
man deserted his post and scrambled
up the mizzen rigging with more speed
and noise than dignity.
Johnny rose sorroWfully on his rear
and gazed wistfully up the mizzen
shrouds. From out his small black
eyes came a look of blighted love. He
really would not wilfully have hurt
flea, but he was unconscious of the
tremendous power of his affectlonate
hugs.
Again Johnny rolled on, down to the
main deck. All hands, including the
cook, scurried aloft. With low. pa
thetic walls Johnny paced up and
down the deck, not understanding the
panic he had caused. The helmsman
still remained aloft, and the captain
and mates were barricaded in the cab
in. Then the ship came up into the
wind and the sails shook, and soon the
booms were banging back and forth.
as the vessel rolled.
At this juncture a cruising revenue
cutter came up within hailing dis
lance.
Il say" roared the captain through
megaphone. whats the row
aboard ?"
No answer from the schooner's
crew, who were busy aloft lodging
swinging ropes. Only Johnny on
deck answered. He reared up over
the rail and baa-ed like a sheep. He
wanted the revenue cutters captain to
come over and be loved.
Schooner ahoy!" roared the reve-
nue. cutter officer again. Il say, who's
in command there?"
This time my shipmate, who was
the heImsman who had sought refuge
in the mizzen rigging, found time to
answer the hail:
Capt. Johnson was--Johnny is now"
Poor Johnny. Disappointment at the
lack of sympathy that he met on all
sides, he finally crawled down the
BOBBY hatch. 1t may be that the stores
down there. especially the moIasses
barrel. had something to do with it,
but. anyhow, with a last reproachful
look aloft he dropped down to play
with the molasses. Then the captain
rushed out jerked the hatch cover to
and left Johnny a prisoner while the
ship was brought back to her course
The revenue officer came aboard with
some men and helped bring Johnny
back to the shackles at the main mast
but he came cheerfully, Offering to
rub his sticky snout in every ones
face. The molasses barrel had recip-
rocated his love. eaa