The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-08-02

paving blocks instead of food had been sci
before him.
THE sawmill man was compelled to
go away aft and sit down. and we amused
ourselves during the day by making
dents in pine door with his biscuits and
wondering how his mother used to make
them.
Then We were becalmed. and for ten
days tile top of the ocean was as serene
ana CLASSY as a pawnbrokerS eye. Not
a sail In sight and not drop of bread to
eat.
The sails hung like a sos skirt.
during the day we threw those bis
cults at flying goonies, and in the evening
turned to page 80 and sang Brighter
1.-The grub was frightful Really. DAN
| ate SO many beans that l know 1 could
have found my way about Boston without
a pilot pilot
In the meantime the father mariner
was resorting to every eXpedient he knew
OF 10 make the ship move along.
The sails were adjusted in every con-
ceivable position in order to catch the
faintest zephyr. In fact, they were spar
ring for wind
How long this calm would have con-
tinued II breeze had not sprung up on
the eleventh day is a mere matter of con-
lecture. But a fine, healthy current of
air came along from the S. S.-w., e. by
n, according to the log, and we again
resumed OUT devious way.
Ihere was great jubilation over this
and dozen extra beans Were ordered for
all hands around.
THAT evening while we were gathered
around our beans and bacon the captain
caused the calking to come out of all the
seams by inquiring: We're is der Wind;
ven it has vendt, yetstT
Then some one cut his suspenders and
he went up in the air.
"A few days after this the man who
mad been engaged to perform as chief
miner became dangerously i'll.
That blueish feeling filled us all. as,
without MIN, how We're we to search for
gold? We had all nestled our faith close
up to him, and his ability to point out
the spots where the largest nuggets were
to be found and the thought of losing our
human divining rod. was far beyond horri-
las a last resort we allowed the doctor
TO resume his practice and attend the sick
Anticipating that this would he the
result. the doctor had been diligently delv-
Ing in his favorite text book :. What to Dc
III the Plumber Comes and was there
fore prepared to cope with this, the crucial
test OF his professional career.
There, on the high seas, he would re-
store to health and useful activity, a man
Who was slowly succumbing to an aggra
waited attack Of bean poisoning,
As there appeared to be more bella
donna than any other drug in the medi-
cine chest the doctor administered it in
generous doses, and the patent fell into a
deep S1umber.
From time to time, the doctor raised
the sleeping mans eyehd. in order to note
from the size of the pupil to what extent
the antidote was taking effect
AFTER making several of these opti-
cal observations, our M. d. became agi-
tated, and suddenly threw pail of wa
ter over the face of the sufferer. who
Immediately sprang up in his bunk, blow
ing like porch climber and demanding
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turned In.
THE doctor hastily apologized for his
action explaining that he had given him a
large quantity of beiladonna, but that 1t
eye, and he was somewhat fearful of the
consequences.
Which eye have you been looking at?'
asked the bean-stricken.
Your left eye,' replied the grave
filler
Ill. that's a glass; roared the dis
gusted miner.
And then he got well.
During the rest of the voyage nothing
happened that would cause the human
pump to renig, except that we ran aground
and were struck hard and fast on the
bottom for twenty-four hours and early
ing along before a ten-knot breeze, the
chef, who was then breaking in his Klon-
dixie regalia, came on deck just in time
to give the alarm and prevent US from
hLOChfilE 0t. LdWTeHC6 lSldnQ clean OH
the chart.
THE men on watch were assembled
below at their morning Chautauqua circle.
The man at the wheel had apparently
blinked out and the mark was within 100
yards of that mass of rock, and going
straight for 1t. There wouldn't nave been
bean left if the emperor of the galley
had not appeared in time to cause one
more narrow escape to be added to our
collection of adventures.
"On the afternoon of forty-sixth day
We blew into st. Michael Harbor and
learned that Cervera was up against it
worse than We had been.
1.-The mudhook was dropped about a
mile from the beach,. and in a few days
our outfit was RATED ashore. We built
some shacks and pitched our tents near
a cluster OF native mansions. and COM
menced to imagine that we could smell
gold.
Ordinarily it should have taken but
two weeks, to put our river steamer to-
gether, and then, for the realization of
dreams that would have caused Monte
Cristo to insist upon being buried in the
potter's field But, owing to frequent
tangled chunks of talk between the mas
ter mind and the captain bold. inter
woven with nine hundred and ninety nine
and two other things that cropped up
but. as I before remarked, it's a long
story, boys, and requires the patient use
of continuous language.
Eventually the captain was ordered
back to the Elderly Mariners Paradise.