Pine Bluff daily graphic. (Pine Bluff, Ark.) 1893-1942, 1903-01-25

2"fH1Iy hot. which vas just the thing
70 dry out the bedding and the clothes
that had sot soaked by the secs. the
cook said:
What are YOU eoing to DO uow@' /
asked. Upset the maats ana rnn the
bridges, explained the skipper Iool,-
ed al the skipper and then at the
masts. and jumped ashore. Wen
hail yoH when We need you. said the
cook. and then from below heard
the skipper pounding away at some
hing | thought he was trying to
knock hole in the bottom of the
boat and profoundly hoped be would
A bake was passing hy in his cart and
/ bought some pies and cakes for
lunch and dinner Just thea tie cook
howlcd at me and said that wa
wanted, so strolled back 10 the
boat.
The skipper was still below pound.
in5 away, loosening the wedges. the
COX explained. I had to help him get
the dingy overheard. fold UP all the
clothes and bedclOthes and bedding
he said that they We're dry but I
hated to think of sleeping in them
that night, and stow them away and
then peel Some potatoes Fer diner
/, by the time they were ready the skip
per erawlcd oHt from under the cabin.
IcdhOt and more touchy than ever.
Lets get the masts down before din
nor. he said. And We did so As one
OF them was IS feet high and the 9th
! or pa and both were five inches
through, you can imagine what joy.
GUS delight that was. Then we had
dinner of more bad coffee. timed corn.
ed beef. boiled potatoes and my pie
| The pie was as bad as the rest of the
! food. | discovered Oh but that was
dream Of dinner Then we ran up
the two bridges, put those awful masts
! up again. hoisted the sails, and while
the skipper sailed her up through Far
Ra ckaway Bay, we washed the dishes
and cleaned UP the boat Whenever
read of man being sentenced to hard
labor again will know how to pity
him.
We sailed up to the end of Far
RockaWay Bay, for the skipper was
! cocksure We could get through to Long
Beach. II was then getting about 8
O'Clock in the afternoon, the wind had
died down to a breath, and it was
| getting black all around the hori.
zon. The first thing we knew the
sharple had fetched upon bar that
| apparently extended clear across the
! bay between us and Long Beach. and
| Just then the squall struck us The
skipper and the cook. who were in oil
skins, dropped the sails. hove over the
anchor and then piled in on me with
their wet clothes on, soaking the cab
in floor again
i wanted them to anchor off Far
RockaWay, go ashore and have din
ner with me'-(here Jenkins, in DIES
peration over the bitter memories.
bade the waiter bring him two more
gin fixes and go and call on some
girls knew who We're stopping there
The skipper scoffed at me. and told
me they We're going to run the bridge
again before dark. We sailed up to
the creek once more, took down those
Internal maSts. and in running under
the bridges with the tide the skipper
Just missed being crushed to death
BY the time We had cleared the bridges
II was after six O'Clock and quite dark
A fine. steady rain had set in and we
had to work at restepping the masts
in those beastly hot oilskins. Then We
hoisted the mainsail, lit lantern. got
| the anchor in and sailed two miles to
a cove where the skipper wanted to
anchor for the night The cook got
up another one of his superior efforts,
and chortled with delight when the
skipper fell asleep over the table and
supset a dish of hot peas and his cup
off hot coffee over his legs. 1t made
him jump. believe me. And after all
that. those asses had me up at o'clock
this morning. Now, do you think
that was a days pieasure?"
said that | honestly didn't think
it was