The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-07-21
Mr.. Barnes, American
SEQUEL TO "MR. BARNES oF NEW YORK;

"Ah, you speak little French" cries
the little GauI. "C'est magnifiquel
Not a man understands ven | demand
re implements of my art"
But you have been on English
yachts before?' remarks the American,
automatically.
''Mais. oui, With my Lord Edgarton
and With Monsieur Ogilvie, re Scotch.
They had re big steamboats,. Their
| stewards spoke re language of Ia belle
| France. But on zis leetle vessel no
| one understands ven from Zem l de-
/ mand re proper implements of my pro-
/ fession, so at once l must be put on
shore to buy une couIoire. Comprenez?
II it is not to me. 1 cannot steam the
pouding a PAngais, my masterpiece"
| Mr.. Barnes discovers that Leboeuf
! wishes a colander.
I IAN right, you want some holes in
tin pan" The pistol shot steps into
the galley. win this one do?"
A moment after he has climbed out
| and hung it on the end of the main
boom which runs well out over the
stern of the schooner. Producing his
revolver and standing amidship. the
/ American calls out to the ladies below
not to be frightened at the reports, as
he is going in for pistol practice. Then
| he makes the tin pan his target and
| very shortly the FTenchman is scream
] ing in establishment: "Diabie, an ar
| fist With re shoot! Sacre bleu, my ini-
tials, F. l., in round holes all in re
! bottom"
Might as well keep my hand in,"
| thinks MIR. Barnes, and forthwith gives
an exhibition of craftsmanship that
causes the crew to cheer. He smashes
bottles flung heller SHELTER in the air
! by the Jacktars and puts bullets
through potatoes tossed on high. FL
nally he lacks a playing card on the
/ tip of the bOwSpTit and shoots the
| spots out of it.
This will be warning to this dish
| pan artist, who is the only man of the
crew of whom 1 feel a doubt, not to
make me shoot at him." cOgitates the
marksman, grimly.
But his exploits with the pistol seem
to enthuse the Frenchman, rather than
dismay him. In his excited Latin way,
| LebOeuf shouts louder than any one on
deck and fairly screams with Gallo en-
thusiaSm as Barnes winds up by plac-
| ing a card on edge and splitting il with
| his unerTing bullet
"Ciel, monsieur is a marvel" jabbers
the cook. Then he suddenly laughs in
! Barnes face and eXcIaims: Mon Dieu,
| if monsieur shooted at a man? Diable,
no mutiny in zis crew."
Little of this has been witnessed by
the ladies. but Miss Anstruther chanc-
ing to come on deck at the close of the
| exhibition, Mr.. Barnes explains the
matter to her and she soon after sets
him to thinking by stTOling forward
and shortly observing to him that half
a dozen pans in the galley are capable
of being used for steamers: so the cook
need not have made such an ado
about the matter.
I ToI ~o4- H.
Barnes TO thinking again. He makes
his appearance and demands determin-
eddy that the yacht anchor off some
landing where they can obtain fresh
ice.
Nonsense dissents the American
Emory told me enough was put on
board yesterday to last for several
days"
Then monsieur has been robbed by
re iCe-man." answers the Frenchman.
IF monsieur vii observe" he leads the
way TO his galley, which connects with
the vessels ice-chest. Opening this. he
remarks: 'Ze cold storage, it has all
run out Yer is it? Gone, VOLTA. not
enough for ices ce soiT; not enough to
frappe re champagne; not enough to
preserve re legumes and re beurre."
Barnes discovers that what Leboeuf
tells him is correct. During this hot
weather itt ID dUSUlUltlN al tSScIlIldl.
After a short consultation with Edwin,
Anstruther grumblingly sets the Sea-
CULTS course for the French coast.
Three hours before sunset they an
Choir in the little harbOr of St. Tropez
Looking at the retired old French sea-
port, Edward remarks: 4 don't think
there's much danger of these COrsican
assassins discovering us in this out
cf-the-way place for a few hours" and
sieur Leboeuf and directing him to
make the necessary purchases and
bring them off at once.
Wen keep the ladies safe on board,
and no shOre-bOats shall come along
side" says the skipper.
But few minutes after, Barnes sud
denly remarks that he wants some
more cartridges for his pistols, and
obtaining the cutter, is rapidly rowed
to the landing and disappears in the
sixteenth century architecture of the
town.
Consequently, when Marina and Enid
come on deck. the latter discovers her
swain is absent and, being now in
clined to find fault with her gallant, !
pouts mentally. Burton might have
asked if I'd like a run on shore also
But both boats being now at the
landing, the ladies are compelled to
SDelu their time Rather IlOIlOIOnOuSlV
looking at the picturesque little port, |
though Marina does little of this. The
very sight of France seems in some
occult manner to alright the beauti-
full woman as she leans upon her hus-
bands arm. To him she whispers, ner-
vously: viii we get to Nice today?"
mot with this wind remarks Ed
win. To this he adds. suddenly:
Dear one. you seem afraid of that
place"
mot while / have YOU by my side"
she answers, ambiguously; and clings
more tightly to his arm.
During this, Miss Anstruther, rather !
with a marine glass inspects |
the neighboring fishing boats in the |
roadstead, some of these seagoing /
craft Among them is one whose grace |
full lateen rig attracts the English girls /
attention. Having little else to do but /
to admire the almost medieval fort /
Fess on the hill with the modern bat |
teries around IL and the distant statue |
of De Suffren on the quay, the young |
lady several times puts her binocular |
upon the lateen-rigged fishing boat,
and in the course of two hours weary
becomes quite familiar with
its graceful outlines and rig.
About this time Barnes returns in the
cutter and is not OvergraciOusly well