Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1906-07-27

n quay to the placid waters Of
(S Penzance harbor stoutly built
craft was moored. 1t had two Occu-
pants this bright January morning,
and they were sufficiently diverse In
appearance to attract the attention Of
the local squad Of that great army Of
loungers which seems to thrive In to-
bacco blessed content at all places
where men go down to the sea In
ships.
The pair consisted of a weather beat
en- fisherman and girl
The man was SCARED and blistered
by wind and wave until he had attain
ell much outward semblance to his
craft. Nevertheless, man and boat
looked reliable. They were sturdy and
strong; antiquated, perhaps, and greatly
In want Of a new coat. but shaped on
lines to resist the elements together for
years to come. Ben Pollard and his
pilchard driver, Daisy. were Cornish
celebrities Of note. Not once. but
many times. had they been made i'm
mortal-with the uncertain immortal
1ty Of art-by painters of the Newlyn
school.
Tho girl, an animated cameo, to
which the shabby picturesQueness Of
old Ben in his patched garments and
old Daisy in her unkempt solidity sup
piled fitting background, merited the
tacit approval she received from the
pipe smokers.
Flaxen haired, blue eyed, with face
Of delicate, flowerlike beauty, which
added to its mobile charm by the
healthy glow Of a skin frightened and
deepened in tone by an abiding love Of
the open air. she suggested; by her
attire, an artistic study of the color ef-
fects derivable from the daringly trust
full little plant which gave the boat its
name. She wore a coat and skirt Of
green cloth, lightly hemmed and cuffcd
with dark red braid. Her large white
hat was trimmed with velvet Of a tone
to match the braid. and her neatly 1T
ting brown boots and gloves were Of
the right shade. Beneath her coat
there was a glimpse of knitted jersey
Of soft white wool. this being tribute
to the season, though winter in
Lyonnesse can usually shrug its COM
Portable shoulders at the deceitful
vagaries Of the Riviera.
That she was young person Of
BONE maritime experience was visible
TO the connoisseurs above at a glance.
She was busily engaged In packing the
spacious lockers Of the Daisy with GER
tain stores Of apples. oranges and veg
etables-ranging from the lordly new
potato ian aristOcrat at that time of
che year, to the plebeian cabbage-and
her 1.-the. active figure moved with an
ease born Of confidence in the erratic
principles Of gravitation as codif1ed
and arranged by rocking boat.
Pollard, too, was overhauling his
gear, seeing that the mast was secure
" stepped and the tackle ran free.
While they worked they talked, and, Of
course, the critics listened.
"Do you think the weather will hold,
Benz asked the girl over her shoulder,
STOPPING to arrange some clusters of
daffodils and narcissus 80 that they
should not suffer by the lurch of some
heavy package when the boat keeled
over.
''The glass be a-fallin', sure. Missy"
said the old fellow cheerily, but WI
the wind backin' round to the norrard
It on'y means a drop O. wet"
"You think we will make the rock In
good timer
"We'm do our best, Miss Enid"
She sat up suddenly.
Don't you dare tell me, Ben Pollard,
that after all our preparations we may
have to turn back or run for inglorious
shelter into Lamorna."
Her mock indignation Induced mass
i've grin. "A mahogany table break
ing into mirth." was Ends private de-
scription Of Ben's face when he smiled.
"Ee knaw the coast as we'll as
most" he said. Farther 60, stronger
blow, zee knaw."
"And not so slow, ell. Ben? Really,
you and the Daisy look more tubby
every time see you"
| Thus disparaged, Pollard defended
himself and his craft.
"Me an Daisy II sail to Gulf light
Quicker'n any other two tubs In Pen
zance. missy. Her be a long run at
this time o year, but you'm get there
all right, 'xpect WI norrard breeze
WEN be safe enough. If the wind
makes zee en- zee ct comm. zee knaw."
She laughed quietly. Any reflection