The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1905-01-23

I con Di1 Nitl lCWefiug 10 boats a
sea after what seen one time ID ths
North Atlanfic.1 said the chief boat
swain's mate.
What was that. arg asked a chief
stoker
Time d t'le sailing frigates. my son,
what Jon never seen; we was foul
days out of Halifax. bound FOR Lisbon.
and what you might call ugly weather
not blowing a gale. you understand,
but tidy lump of sea on. aud the glass
droppin' and It breezin' up They
clears lower deck and reefs tops'Is. an
the capt'n u the maintop o that there
frigate-'e was just the smartest man
wot ever put q foot to a rattlin'-run
ont along the yard. be did always. No
foot ropes for I'm. was a y0ung A. p.
in them days and IN his watch Well.
that day e was on the yard and out al
the yardarm afore any one Of as was
bare clear 0f the fnttock riggin'. an
he sings out Up. you blighters. an
light out 10 wind'ardi Am I to reef
this 'ere tops'l all my lone selfy and
he lays back with the earring IN both
'ands, lifting for all e was worth.
That there earring carries away Just as
she rolls to winTard and he falls clean
on the yard plump into the sea. Where
! seen i'm sWimmin' a moment after"
The narrator paused and knocked out
his pipe. Wei. be went to FiddIer'g
Green. poor chap. but that wasn't the
tale Of It by no means. We caves the
ship 10, near takin' the sticks out Of
her IN dOin' Of 1t. and starts In to lower
the lee quarter boat. i'm swimmln'
grand and risin' on the crest o them
big rollers The chief boatswaln's
mate became somewhat husky In his
speech and spat ferociougly into the
spitkld. "'All ready. sir. sings out
the coxswain O. the llfeboat. and they
starts to lower Well. what the right
Of 1t was no one never quite knew; but
anyways, some one let's 90 the line Of
the patent slipping gear, and the for
ward pin weren't out. Congekens,
down goes the stern and up comes the
bows. and afore you could say Jack
Robinson there's the whole boats crew.
thirteen men and the mllshipman.
overheard. too. All this time the seas
gettin' worse and worse. Well. we
starts in and lowers the other boat, and
she gets away clear. and then-my
God.-she capsizes. All whatever got
aboard out o that mess was two men
what caught the bowiines we hove to
'em, 50 there were seven and twenty
went TO Davy Jones locker that dag.
And that's why I've never seemed to
fancy seeln' boats lowered at sea-"
"Not much wonder. neither, assent
ed the chief stoker
The coast Of Portugal greeted them
fair and bright, the land lay stepped IN
sunshine. the sea cobalt blue and no
tiresome head wind came to mar the
complete comfort of this part Of the
passage Looks like making o HAT
calm Of it all the way home" remarked
the captain 10 the navigator as they
paced the bridge together A mile on
the starboard hand Iay Finisterre. land
and sea asleep IN the evening sunshine
Looks like it, certainly. SIR" an-
swered the latter. "but there's one
thing you can never count oil. ana
that's the Bay / came home one time
when the glass started TO fan when we
cleared the Straits. aud by the time
we got as far as this 1t seemed as II
someone had knocked the bottom out
Of IT. so low did it fall; and yet we
didn't have n breath Of wind ali the
way to Plymouth
+Rum turn out that" remarked bis
superior officer but / must say / pre-
fer the omens as they are this even
ing
'She's Oh her course northeast haIf
north, SIR" reported the navigator to
the captain an hour later. illst as the
latter officer was finishing his dimes.
"and I'm sorry to tell you that the
glass has gone down a tenth aud It's
looking a bit wicked ahead
"Ah, I thought felt her getting a