The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-07-26
With the Long Bo,u
-MEye natures walks. ahoot folly as It files."
stThree Hours Before the Mast''-Navigation Of the
Br1ny Deep Off Excelsior, Mnn.-Visit to the
Banks Where the God Fishing Industry Now
Threatens the Supremacy of the Gloucester Trade
Growing Lobster Pack of Solberg's Point


wv celsior docks to the open the other even
ing at seven BELLS there hardly cupful OF wind
blowing and the tide coming in pushed us towards Hell
Gate, so that very being run down by the
pile driver and dredge boat that were beating up the
channel under full sail and moving at least mile q
day .,.o ,, ..,oa oo,,+.;n n;nr,.n hoorss,x
'slutf her little. Let 60 the pinnacle stay hard
starboard with your capstan bar there!''
The saucy Nancy Jane answered grandly to this
burst of language, lufed requested and the
mizzen mast and anchor Sheets catching the wind
we from under the lea of the Three Chickens
came taut with slap and we were soon showing the
staunch old pile driver clean pair OF HEELS
So much activity is observed along the Elk
celsior docks that within thirty forty years you
will hardly know the place. The India trade is looking
up finely and the great warehouses are filled from
cellar to roof with costly merchandise Gloucesters
the solberg Point lobster pack is growing by leaps
and bounds We could not but notice these signs of
prosperity as the Nancy Jane Captain Dillman at the
hellum left the docks hull down in the distance and
bore away for Solberg's oysterhouse Taking this
on the starboard and sighting Meadville lighthouse
with Old White Head three ints off the lee bow
tossed the brine from bows and soon headed
for the open A light haze hung over the islands
and headlands, the threw long trail of light
across the water, a few gulls that had solved the
problem of flying without much difficulty sided across
the sky, taking advantage Of the wind to tack and
swoop from point to point So gorgeous was the air.
moving the panorama Of and sky that the sailors
forgot to be hungry. But the light began to fade,
the idea was suddenly borne in upon that salt
junk and plum duff were not SO bad So we shook out
large reefs from the port bow and bore
the docks like father chasing chickens out of the
strawberry patch. There so much difficulty in
making the channel that the writer took the helm and
in burst of seamanship that drew cheers from the
skating rink, around the lee of the island and
showed her nose into the bank at the exact spot in
met by the captain s glad dog who rejoiced
to see alive again after the perils of the great
deep, kept putting his feet the mud and water and
wiping them
Larry Ho the st. Paul poet, glinted into the office
yesterday and was received gratefully the pause
that comes after the earthquake He recalled with
moist eyes those glad, gay days Of yore when the
Minneapolis Times managed to secure his services for
a miserable oittance but paid regularly per week.
Larry has been working out for himself variety
toothache. The tooth holding to itself with
hand and crying fire. with the other. The true
poet is always deep thinker. Larry said to himself
s'if I could get my mind off that dinged tooth,
wouldn't know it aching.' So he leaped up, lii
the gas and held his thumb in the fame. @'Afte
that - said Larry sadly, II had two aches''
''That's what you get,'' said the horse editor
ssby trying to meet error with error. Now vii
He looked up Everybody in the had faded
There is something after all in the peace an,
quiet of little dinner all by your lonesome or witt
your best girl. gentleman reports that he wa
invited to Rooseveltian dinner the other nigh
where there four boys in the family. He wa
little in doubt whether he had attended dinner
football game. 49,
Poor little Evelyn Nesbitt Thaw, petted, primpe
and praised until she has lost her of proportion
says that she would not live always.
- ct want to die when I reach 3d. That is Ion
enough for anyone to want to ve,'' said Envy to he
most intimate friend. 'N& 49, *'.->~ =. -
Evelyn looks upon her fragile and evanesce1
beauty she looks upon delicate piece of porcela
Mrs Time, in washing Father Times dishes for hi
may nick it at any moment
What do you think Evvy's E'momma' could hay
been thinking of when she brought up her little CIR
We hold up finger at Evvy's momma, shake OF