The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1906-07-26
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has got for smellin' out other hoa,s aud
things, One might was comln' around
Sandy Hook In such darkness that 1
couldn't see my hand before my face
! didn't know whether tho Hook was
Eve rods or Ave miles on. left u all
20 Sal. aud what did she dor why.
she smcllcd her way along and went
ashore 80 hlgh and dry that got on
( without victim my feet. Show me
another craft that can do the trick.
No, sir, you needn't worry one least
bit III hit that house boat inside Of
another hour II the wind holds"
Aboard the Colonial Dame all had
gone well. She had been towed down
20 the bay and anchored. The sculptor
felt that the game was In his hands
and was determined 10 win. He
counted on a moonlight night, ripplInx
waters, wavclcts softly tunkins against
the sides OF the boat. poetry, sishs and
the soft strain Of music boating over
the waters from some summer resort
where sandwiches sold st Is cents
each, The fog came and blotted out |
the moonlight. II was too damp 20 |
sit on deck, and the artists sister ac- |
companied them down In the cabin.
and his suit did not advance. At 10
o'clock the house boat rocked silently
on the waters with all on board retired.
At about that hour also the captain Of
the Merry Sal was saying TO Harold
Strong as they walked the quarterback
together.
Yes, sir, the Sal has got a nose on
her and there Ia really no use for me
10 carry a compass. I've told her 10
smell out that ere boat OF yours, and
she's a-doln' II. I'm rsckonin' she'll
bit II within fifteen minits. why, I
could turn In right now and feel that II
that boat OF yours Is anywhere on Prin.
cess bay the Sal would hit her with.
in"--
The Sal hit her. Whether she was
guided by Providence. the lunkhesd Of
a young man or by her nose may never
be known, but as a matter OF fact she
suddenly crashed into the Colonial
Dame and cut her down to the waters
edge.
There were shouts and screams and
yells OF confusion. II seemed for a ,
as II all ON board the house
boat must he drowned, but luck was
with them. The tide had gone out and
there were only three feet of water
nnder her keel. the crew Of the Sal were
active on the bows OF their craft, and /,
The artist went overheard at the FIRST !
rash and nshed around until he found !
ihe right party and then saved her In Z
! sopping but uninjured state. He
'lso magnanimously extended a saving /,
hand to his rival and to his future
and as he piloted them
o the sandy Jersey beach and counted
reads to find all present and accounted
or he was hailed from the departing I
chooner with: riiI
"Well, good night. young man.
old you the Sal had nose on her and
would hit this ere house boat III tho
arkest night, and you see am q mari.
er who speaks the truth. Good night
II. Take the Merry Sal when you \
rant schooner with q smsllsr on z
The Art or newuias.
The head walter OF famous New
'ork restaurant said the other day.
"A few nights ago, after having W
barge OF very large dinner, I started
or home. My way led me through q
Vest Seventy-second street, where. L
lte as It was, saw a little girl only II
few years old sitting on the lower OF
tep Of a private stoop, crying and
obbng as II her heart would break g
stopped to ask her what was the v
,atter, and she told me that she had u
OF lost uptown, that she knew where u
he lived - in Sixteenth street = and q
nat IL she only had car fare she could a
ct back there. Being In a hurry, ] X
ave her quarter and started to pass tt
n.
"The moment the kid got the coin h'
he jumped up and ran away around II
he corner like lightning. ! never be- X
ore saw any one disappear 80 quickly o
/ dawned on me at once that had y
cen dead easy or course she was u
imply well trained little actress and u
ad taken the quarter to her father 0f ~
lotber, who was In hiding near by. y
is an outrageous shame that 4 little "
hlld should be trained up In that p
'ay."-New York Post ~