Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-07-08

| Hike a worth of camphorated oil. It was
salubrious. 1t was 50 melancholy. Large
Saline tears rolled down my cheeks and
| splashed on the ham sandwiches in the
bow.
% How beautiful the moon is tonight,
Chief Horace said In the accents of one
81 will sing to it, Chief Horace con-
| tinued. and with one accord his companions
fell on his neck and wept;''
When the canoes had been righted and
the ham sandwiches, which had been
thoughtfully wrapped in oiled paper, res
cued from the waters OF the canal, the jour
ney was resumed. Lock No. / was reached
shortly after / o'clock Sunday morning,
but the water gates were closed, and q
plaintiff sawmill melody from the nearby
house indicated that the faithful lock ten
der was pounding his ear In joyful uncon-
seriousness. An imitation by Chief Harry
OF the cry of the whippoorwill failed to
call g. halt on the sawmill melody and the
Stein Song from the Prince OF Pilsen
had no more effect. It was not until can
of Columbia river salmon, fred through the
window by Chief Felix, caught the lock
tender where the third button of his vest
should have been that there was anything
doing. But the lock tender made UP for
| lost time. He conversed fuently In four
| languages while opening the water gates,
increased his range to six while signing the
bill of lading for the canoes, and HIS trained
and mellow voice followed the canoeists halt
mile up the canal in a single, continuous
performance burst of smooth-running elo-
quence. And he kept the can OF salmon
too.
Lock Tender Refused to Bulge.
At lock No. the Chacrawoomahs tried
every device known to the superintendent
of the Spanish inquisition, but the lock
tender refused TO bulge The most he would
do was to murmur in a far-away voice that
he didn't care humpety-hump for anybody
and that II the tribe wanted to get through
they'd have to be their own lock tenders
AFTER some discussion as to whether the
party could spare another can of something
to plant in the lock tenders midrif, Chief
Donaldo threw open the gates overturning
only one of the two canoes in the process
and after some little excitement the little
craft were put through the lock In safety.
The lock tender at No. was a sincere
sleeper all right, but he reused from his
sumber long enough to respond, In an ex-
ceedingly comprehensive manner, to a part
ing inquiry as to his health. Fluency and
comprehenstveness seem to be characterize
tic OF lock tenders along the line of the c,
and o. canal.
When Cabin Johns was reached Chief
Felix went on strike. and after an hour or
so of searching, the worst camping spot for
a hundred miles around was skillfully Sc
iected. and by the time the first faint light
OF dawn streaked the east all were asleep
just half an hour later Chief Felix peered
from under the canvas cover of his canoe
How familiar the old place looks" he
StiSNs atiu Wuldt iiiCc Higut Steep L
had. But his enthusiasm was checked and
the four drifted of into dreamland again
for another hour and half. Then break
fast, and on the warpath again.
Sun Got In It's Work.
That was when the sun got in it's good
work. The faithful four turned from white
to pink, and from pink to red. Then they
branched out from that. Seven Locks, a lit
tie settlement above Cabin Johns was
passed without mishap. and about noon the
party. Indians In truth so far as color