The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1905-01-19

away from his ship. "Oughta left
Charlie on board, or you, son. Who's
dom that yellin'? I can't make OUT
Cup in the crows nest" exclaimed
Wilbur. Its Jim. See; he's waving
his arms ...
swell, whaduZ he wave his blasted
arms for?'' groWled Kitchell, angry be-
cause something was going forward he
did not understand.
."There, he's shouting again. Listen
Il can't make out what he's yelling.'
He'll yell to different pipe when
get my grip Of him. I'll twist the head
of that swab till he'll have to walk
packard to see where he's goin'. Whad-
w he wave his arms for-whaduz he
yell like philly-loo bird for? What's
him say, Charlie?''
Jim heap sing, no can tell. Mebbee
-tinkum sing, come back chop-chop."
'Well see. Oars out, men; give way.
Now, son, put little Of that Yale
stingo in the stroke
In the crows nest Jim still yelled
and waved like one distraught, while
the dory returned at smart clip to-
ward the schooner. Kitchell lathered
with fury
"Oh-h,'' he murmured softly through
his gritted teeth, "jess lemmee lay NEE
two hands afoul of you wunst, you glib
bering, yellow philly-loo bird! Believe
me, you'll dance! Shut upv' he roared.
"Shut up, you crazy do-do, amt we
comm fast as we camp
The dory bumped alongside, and the
captain was over the rail like quick
silver. The hands were all in the bow.
looking and pointing to the west. Jim
slid down the ratlines, bubbling over
with suppressed news. Before his feet
had touched the deck Kitchell had
kicked him into the stays again, full
minating blasphemies.
"Sing!' he shouted as the Chinaman
clambered away like a bewildered ape.
''Sing a little more! I would if were
you. Why don't you sing and wave,
you fool phil]y-loo bird?"
''Yas, sah," answered the cody.
"What you yell for? Charlie, ask
him whaffo him sing
II tlnkum Ship" answered Charlie
calmly, looking over the starboard
quarter.
"Ship!'
Him velly SICK" hazarded the Chi
naman from the ratlines, adding a SEN
tence in Chinese to Charlie.
HE says he tinkum ship sick, all
same; ask UNI something-ship velly
sick"
BY this time the captain, Wilbur and
all on board could plainly make out a
sail some eight miles off the starboard
bow. Even at that distance and to eyes
so inexperienced as those of Wilbur it
needed but glance to know that some
thing was wrong with her. It was not
that she failed to ride the waves with
even keel; it was not that her rigging
was i'll disarray nor that her sails were
disordered Her distance was too great
to make out such details. But in pre-
cisely the same manner as a trained
physician glances at doomed patient,
and from that 1ndefnable look in the
face of him and the eyes of him pro-
nounces the verdict "death,'' so Kitch-
ell took in the stranger with a single
comprehensive glance and exclaimed:
"Wreckv'
Eyes, sab. I tinkum velly sick.'
"Oh, go to, or go below and fetch
up my glass-hustle!''
The glass was brought. "Son," ex-
claimed Kitchell-"where is that man
with the brains? Son, come aloft here
with me-" The two clambered up the
ratlines to the crows nest. Kitchell ad-
justed the glass.
"She's bark" he muttered, Iron
built-about 700 tons, guess-in dis
tress. There's her ensign upside down
at the mizz' nhead-looks like Norway
an her distress signals on the spanker
gait. Take blink at her, son-what
DO you make her out? Lord. she's
| ridin' high.''
Wilbur took the glass, catching the
stranger after several clumsy attempts
She was, as Captain Kitchell had an
nounced, a bark, and, to judge by her
| flag, evidently Norwegian.
"How she rolls!' muttered Wilbur.
"Thats what can't make out" an.
swered Kitchell. "A bark such as she
amt ought to roll thata way; her bal
last ID steady her,
"What's the flags on her boom aft ?
Ones red and white and square shaped,
and the others the same color, only
| swallowtail in shape.'
'That's II B, meanin' I am in need
! Of aSsistance''' ...
"Well, where's the crew. I don't see
| anybody on board.''
"Oh, they're there right enough
'"Then they're pretty we'll concealed
about the premises returned Wilbur
as he passed the glass to the captain.
"She does seem kinda empty" said
the captain in moment, with sud-
den show Of interest that Wilbur fail
| ed to understand
| can where's her boats?" continued
k1tchell. II don't just quite make out
any boats at ALL" There was a long
silence.
| Seems to be sort of haze over
her." observed Wilbur.