The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1908-05-04
MARINE

call aboard the American park
George Curtis last evening was profit
less as far as catching the captain.
the genial Herbert. was concerned, for
he had gone 10 church. and as no.
body aboard. not even the cabin boy,
who might be expected to know from
close observation Of the shippers con-
versation. was aware Of what denom-
ination claims him. the marine report
er was at a loss as to which church
to visit TO find him.
The captain not being aboard, it fell
to the senior \. r. of the starbOard
watch to spin a warn. and he started
in with a brief log of the trip Of the
Curtis from san Francisco and wound
up with a sea-serpent story, which he
does not claim to be true but which
he says the mate says is gospel.
ION the first day out of Frisco" said
he. there wasn't much doing, though
the wind was fair and there was moth
ing 10 complain Of On the third day
out we passed a steamship going north
i think she was a ime-juicer. On
the fourth day We passed another
stacker going up. but we could not
make her out.
I'VE had fair winds on the fifth day
and the weather began to pick up a
bit for going. The sixth day out was
Good Friday and the cook gave us hot
cross buns and doughnuts, only he
sprinkled salt on the latter instead of
sugar, and all that was fit to eat was
the holes. The captain was angry,
right enough. when he bit into the
doughnuts, but it was purely acct
dental. as the informal court martial
held forward clearly showed
Easter Sunday came, and, strange
to say, the chief steward had saved up
fresh eggs from San Francisco, so we
each had one, and colored, too. with
notices written on them. That's the
only way we observed the holiday
though there may have been prayers
on the poop: I didn't take notice.
"On the tenth dav out we had a
Spanking breeze and all hands felt
fine.
CURTIS NEARLY RUN DOWN.
Toward sunrise of the eleventh day
away from San Francisco the watch
on deck had the scare of their lives,
right enough, for there doomed up,
bearing right down on us, a mystic
rious four-ma sted schooner not wear
ing any sidelights. All the light we
t-olsld see and all there was to warn
us of the approach of the unknown,
vessel was the pinnacle light. and
though the light of the pinnacle threw
a glare on the eatch-holds of the wheel.
there wasn't the face of man behind
it, behind the wheel, and we were
under the impression that not a soul
was on deck, though it may have been
that we were just so excited at the
moment that we were ready to believe
anything, for it was a narrow shave
from a collision. AS it was, she pass
ed so close on the port side that we
could have chucked a line aboard of
her, and not a sign of life suppose
the watch on deck was all asleep. If
We could only have made her out, I
tell you it would go hard with her,
for we would lodge a complaint right
enough about her going along with
out sidelights and menacing naviga-
ton like that.
'On the fourteenth day out we sight
ed the bark Gerard c. Tobey. She left
San Francisco a day or so after we
did and she's bound for Hilo. We
caught up with her, but we only saw
her for little while and that night
we lost her.''