Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-02-13

:, nippers. The same quality of concrete speculation showed him what we lack ed in our own lives.
 There was, as you remember, the matter of Handy Solomon's steel claw. He showed Thrackles a kind of lan- yard knot that deep sea person had never used. He taught Captain Sel- over how to make soft soap out of one species of seaweed. Me he initiated in the art of fishing with white bone lure. Our camp itself he reconstruct. ed on scientific lines so that we en- joyed less aromatic smoke and more palatable dinner And all of 1t he did amusedly, as though h3s ideas were al- most too obvious to need communica- tion
 We became in a manner intimate with him. He guyed the men in his indolent fashion, playing on their ere dulity, their good nature, even their forbearance. They alternately grinned and scowled. He left always a con" fused impression, so that no one really knew whether he cherished rancor against Percy Darrow or kindly feel ing.
 The nigger was Darrow's especial prey. The assistant had early discov- cred that the cook was given to signs, omens and superstitions
 From a curious scholars lore he drew fantastics with which to torment his victim. We heard of all the witch es, warlockS, incubi, succubae, harpies, devils, imps and haunters of Avitchi, from all the teachings of history, sa- cred and profane, Hindoo, Egyptian, Greek, medieval, Swedenborg, Rosi- crucian, theosophy, theology, with ev- cry last ounce of horror, mystery, shiv- CTS and creeps squeezed out of them. They were gorgeous ghost stories, for they were told by man fully inform ed as to all the legendary and grew some details. At first | used to think he might have communicated it more effectively. Then I saw that the cool, drawling manner, the level voice, were ln reality the nlgneSt art.
 He told his stories in half amused, detached manner, which imposed con. fidence more readily than any amount of earnest asseveration. The mere fact of his own belief in what he said came to matter little He was the vehicle by which was brought &C., curate knowledge. He had read all these things and now reported them as he had read. Each man could de- eide for himself as to their credibility.
 At last the donkey engine was clear ed and reinstalled atop the cliff. The nigger built under her fire of black walnut, Captain Selover handed out grog all around, and we started her up with a cheer just to see the wheels re- volve.
 , Next we half buried some long matches, end up, to serve as pitts for the lines, hitched our cables to them and joyfully commenced the task of pulling the Golden Horn piece by piece up the side of the cliff.
 The stores were badly damaged by the wet, and there was no liquor, for which I was sincerely grateful. We broke into the boxes and arrayed our selves in various garments-which speedily fell to pieces-and appropri- ated gimcracks of all sorts. There were some arms, but the ammunition had gone bad. Perdosa out of forty or fifty misfires got one feeble sputter and a tremendous bang which blew up his piece, leaving only the stock in his hand. A few timed goods were edible, but all the rest was destroyed. A lot of hard woods, thousand feet of chain cable and a fairly good an- chor might be considered as prizes. As for the rest. it was fOolishness, but we hauled it up just the same until nothing at all remained. Then we shut off the donkey engine and put on dry clothes. We had been quite hap py for the eight months.
 T. was now well alcng toward spring. The winter had been like summer. and with the exception of few rains of a week or so we had enjoyed beauti- full skies. The seals had thinned out considerably. hut were now returning in vast numbers ready for their an nuaI domestic arrangements.
 Our Sundays we had mostly spent in resting or in fishing. There were many deep sea fish to be had. of great palatabiIity. but small :ameness. They came Ike so many ieaden weights. A few of us had climbed some of the hills In q half hearted curiosity. but from their summits saw nothing 10 tempt weariness. Practically we knew nothing beyond the mile or so of beach on which we lived.
 Captain SelOver had made a habit of coming ashore at least once during the day. He had contented himself with standing aioOf. but I took pains tO seem to confer with him. so that the men might suppose that I. as mate. was engaged in carrying out his di- rpctiOns. The dread of him was my most potent influence over them.
 During the last few days of our wrecking Captain SeIover had omitted his daily visit. The fact made me un- easy. so that at my first opportunity I sculled myself out to the schooner. I found him. moist eyed as usual. lean ing against the malnmast doing noth- ing
 We've finished. sir" said l.
 He looked at me.
 Will you come ashore and have loOI. sirs- I inquired
 T afn-t going ashore again" he nut tered thsckIT-
 ~whaf-- cried
 T ain't going ashore again" he re-