The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-10-17

you know about the accident last night on the head
booms?"
We'll, sir, the furlin-lne want passed proper.
The wind got under the clew of it, an the lashin give
buckle like willer branch, witch it want sound
stick yer honor fer examined the place this mornn'
sir an part of it rotten. you couldn't
from the outside. Thompson an Sykes, them as was
charged with the dooty of furlin sail, an witch it
their own carelessness sir, that done it, out
the foot ropes. They had their sheath knives out
tryin' to cut away the canvas wen the boom broke
snort on at the iron an they went with it."
where Mr.. Boston them"
HE done his best, sir. to git out there with the
two men, Indeed he'd "a led em hsself, but he
prevented"
who prevented him."
How you do it,"
well, sir; I'm sorry disrespectful
Officer sir even young but jest took him in
my arms, like he was babby Ye see, sir you
very well, sir I'd done it afore time, he
little fellow, it seemed like old times fer
to hold him tight an him kickin an screamin an
ragin' like mad to git there could
do nuthin' out there with them Why Lord love
ye-beggin yer honor's pardon-the boy amt big
Jest hung onto him till the boom carried an then
there want necessity"
And it shame bosn's mate" broke out Ned,
furiousy finding his disgraced by it.
wish had gone out there and died with the men It
was my fault. thought it passed all right. 1t
my fault" - ...o~o-'
will you allow me- captain" said Biddle the first
lieutenant. .'"-..: -.
Speak sir" answered the captain.
Mr. Boston, don't take it hard, tho your
ton does you full credit sure continued the first
lieutenant I've want this to be lesson to We
all interested in your don't want you
to take this too much to heart and yet don't want
you to think Of it lightly Everything that
is the fault of the officer in charge and the
by is shared thru all the ranks of the service. Pri
marly the carelessness of those for which they
paid with their lives, their fault, but it also
your fault and in Mr.: Rodgers fault, for
he had charge of the forecas and in some degree my
fault, for l am the executive officer of the ship.'
=. "Ay,'' broke in Captain JONES' land in de-
gree my fault for I am captain. Therefore are
all responsible with There there, my lad, wipe
q thew do VOuh andT ans 1a
to learn from the chief bo'sns mate that you made
gallant an effort to set things right. That
duty and I'm glad to learn mistaken about charg
ing with failing there Lang you did perfectly
right to prevent Mr.. Boston from going that
yard, There nothing he could have done under
discipline to Interfere with Officer said the
tain half smiling he looked from the huge weather.
bit his lips, trying check his tears, shall pass
it this time and-er-in short, my steward will
give glass of grOg."
"Thankee, sir, thankee. drinks yer health an
hopes Mr.. Boston' forgive the OF man what knowed
him wen he babby'
"He will, I'm That will may go
Mr.. Boston, you will doubtless have abundance
of opportunities to renstae yourself in good
the cruise and shall be most happy when shall
avail yourself of them
Boston most miserable little
he went below in the steerage and refused to be
forted He growing more manly and did not
actually break down and there, tho he felt
much like it. The oldsters among the mdshipmen
inclined agree with the captain. The youngsters,
ever, thought undu1y severe,
but Boston sturdly defended his commanding officer,
and maintained that he had been treated with
lenity and Kindness rather than with severity and
determined if providence gave him opportunity, to
show the captain that he appreciated his forbearance
by desperate act of heroisn, which would
establish his reputation. Meantime, he determined
have nothing further to do with old Jack Lang,
resolution which greved and worried that adoring old
sailor greatly
(To be continued.)