Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1907-06-08

ID hardly begun when "Blount'
65r--ss6 boy'-his name was Ulysses
6Ix39aEaalaW Simpson Grant Blount, bu
no one but his parents ever called hin
by it-came to the dining room dool
with note for Bradley. 1t was from
Captain Titcomb and read as follows:
Dear Brad - There's a three master
loaded with lumber, piled up on the Bone.
| yard. Come on down quick. Looks as Il
here was the chance the Titcomb- Nickcr.
son Wrecking syndicate had been praying
for. Yours truly, l.. ID. TITCOMB
The Junior partner in the "syndicate'
let Miss Prissy's clam fritters so by
default and hurried down to the Tray.
eler's Rest, where he found the captain
waiting for him. A few hours laser
the officers and crew Of the Lizzie were
gazing over that vessels rail at the
tumblinS froth that covered the Bone
yard shoal and at the hapless lumber
schooner trembling in its midst, dis
NAL, lonesome sight.
She had struck almost bow on. but
the strong tide had swung her stern
over until she lay broadside to the
shoal. She had heeled but little, and
her deck load of pine boards was, for
the most part, still dashed III place.
The main and miZZen masts were gone,
nut the lower part of her foremost still
stood, and the great waves, striking
against her stern, sent the light spray
flying lengthWise almost rs high as it's
top. The broken cordage streamed out
i'll the wind, and swinging block
creaked and whined. On the rail by
the afterhouse they could read her
name; she was the Ruth CHM of Ban.
gOr.
1.-The pint life savin' crew got the
men about l o'clock this moinin," re-
marked Captain Titcomb. Skipper
tried to anchor to ride out the gale.
then got scared and tried to make an
oliln', got her into irons, and the tide
did the rest Her musts went lest
after they took off the men. What Go
you think of her? Total loss, amt
shc?"
Bradley hesitated well" he said.
i should say she was, so far as being
any use us Il schooner is concerned
That lumber, though, is different
matter. The weather would have
good deal to do with that, l should
say"
THE weathcr's goin' to clear, if I'm
any jedge," observed his companion
What do YOU say, Barney"
Looks like farin' off to me-" replied
Mr.. Small. winds cantin' round to
the west'ard. However, l amt no
weather prophet You want to ask
Peleg Myrick if you're after weather
news; he seems to have a special tip
from heaven on gales and calms."
The Lizzie sailed away from the
wreck that, with one screaming sea
gull balancing himself on the broken
foremost, looked more sad and lonely
than ever and anchored in the little
harbor in the lee of the Point Two or
three catboats were moored there, and
among them was one that the captain
recognized
Hello" he exclaimed. 'There's |
Obed Nickerson's boat | guess that !
settles it; some part of hers insured
They walked through the soft white |
sand and coarse beach grass up to the
life saving station The lookout, in the |
observatory on the roof, raped on the |
window of his cage and waved Il hand |
to them as they reached the plank |
walk leading to the door
Inside, seated around the table Of the
living room, they found Captain |
Knowles, commander of the station: |
Died Nickerson, the Orham agent of |
he underwriters; the skipper of the /
Ruth CHM and two or three others |
The skipper, sunburned, gray haired
nan, with worried look ON his lean
ace, was telling for Mr., Nlckerson's
benefit the story of how his vessel .
anne to be in her hopeless plight, To |
| landsman 1t would have been an in
eresting yarn, but the present can-
Amy had heard toa many similar eX-
ierienoes to find anything novel in IT,
Ensured Is she, 0bedY asked Cap
ain Titcomh