New-York tribune., 1906-06-24

ne captain as | get at home. | don't hesitate t1
say that for minute; but to keep that
cook anyways manageable, I've got tell himthat he
don know any more about cooking than founder
footed fiddler, and try the best | know how 10 dis
courage any thought he may have that he's worth
his keep. They get a Swelled head that quick 1t d
surprise yOu and in time this fellow would be
runnln the boat and cuttin' us down our grub
took the Captain 5 hint but the mate gave me
additional advice up bows Don't let that frecIl-
lGd-aCed slob of cook the notion he's any good
Hell be takin' the idea he's feedin' like Del
mOnlCO. After what YOU said to-day it II take q
week to get him back in shape, with everyone of us
calm HIM all the names we can think Of
Five minutes later the engineer, politely but no
less insistently We find it doesn't pay TO tell the
cook he's any good. They usually don't last Ion.
afterward, and we'd like to keep this fellow
And then jerkily, by. the deck-hand busy with
hawser; Sayl cOoky's only waitin' chance %
be the whole thing. See We had feller Just
before you come aboard We called 'Canned-Beet
Jimmy the Stomach Robber,' cause he used TO held
out the grub money. He fierce. We know
a good thing, and we likes to keep it. See"
:. ms IS a matter OF serious moment; so have sin
refrained from complimentary comments in H..
presence OF the cook. The meal following my inn.
cent remarks was replete with categorical denu--
c1atlons OF the unfortunate steward and all that
On board the Unison one evening. as we We
coming home from a long trip up the sound. | Wen
up to the pilot t-house and looked out upon the
IN the fast gathering dusk. An autumn aftergl
lit up the western sky to a bright orange agar
winch the gray irregular pile of buildings at
loot of Manhattan Island stood out boldly in a
mass In the foreground hung the BROOKLYN bird
hghted from end to end, but floating in the haz
smoke from hundred stacks in the river be...
Into the midst of a myriad of craft we v.rt
barely escaping sound steamer looming ur Ike
an immense hotel and rocking us violently in her
wash; threading our way among bargeS loaded with
commodities OF all sorts, cattle stone ice coal luu
Der, and what-not; SchOOners laden with limestone
from Nova Scotia sailing vessels, auxliaries tuss
lnnunerable, private yachts speeding their owners
to country places up the sound derrick floats canal
DoatS, lighters, and, most prominent of all, the un
galnly, detormed, and ubiquitous ferry-bOat. Red
blew from every direction, and still kept on
board and then to port, twisting and turning hug
strength of the tide-hurrv hurry. hurry lust one
OF many hundreds speeding their docks for the
morning orders, and then home for the night
On the way up the long deserted pier | met my
friend the miSanthropic returning from the
office. The Unit had got in little ahead of us |
had not him in several DAYS, and | confess TO
no little qualification when he stopped me
You had better come with us Tomorrow he
grunted through his buShy muStaChe.
What's going on: "a" | asked, Suppressing anv
show of eagerneSS.
Chartered for the committee boat of a Yacht
race and II YOU want 70 real Sailornen You'll
find 'em on board tomorrow. We're lust farmers
compared TO EN-" and for the first time in my
presence he gave number of quick, short snorts
of mirth.
I'll be there" | answered, and then: Bv the
way, how is the bow fender coming on
" put the last whisker her to-day he returned
proudly.