Charlevoix county herald., 1909-04-17


and that Skipper Buzbey in fit of
passion struck Skipper Hawker who
fell overheard and was drowned,
| forms The long and luminous tail to
escape the baleful light Of which Skip
per Buzbey had fed in the darkness
and had hidden in a cockroach haunt
ed box. The mate CURLY told the
crew that the skipper was sick and
they interpreting the statement to
mean that the skipper was drunk,
were rather glad of it and got under
way with a will. The skipper kept in
his box until Cape Henry had been
sunken, and then crept at nightfall
into the cabin.
There's no danger now?" he said,
in Quavering tone.
Not less they sends a tug arter
u.s." replied the pessimistic mate.
Hill keep the locker all ready in
case you sight a steamer" added the
obliging cook.
WHENEVER you see the skipper
you look like you wanted to laugh"
said the cook Indignantly to the mate,
hits no laughin' matter to a mai
! what's tryin' to save is neck"
I'm a sort of humorist, cook" re
torted the mate, land you amt"
The nervous system of the skipper
remained tense during the voyage,
which owing to battling winds was an
unusually long one, and when the brig
entered the harbor of st. Johns the
master reposed in the galley locker
until the cook reported the harbor as
containing only an English barque.
The poor skipper, in a vacillating
way, debated with the mate as to
whether he should remain on the
island and try for berth on an Eng
| lish vessel or-and neither could get
beyond that or" in fact there was no
getting beyond it.
The cook came hurriedly from his
galley and called down the cabin
stairs. There's a schooner comm in,
| skipper, with the Hamerican flag
| fyin', and | knows that schooner a
mile away. She's the John Gray and
Cap'n. Awker was her master"
The skipper sprang to his feet, "the
dead mans schooner" he calculated.
They have tracked me. What can
| do?"
The mate looked pityingly at the
| pale-faced man and said: BE easy
captain. I'll fix it all right
But the skipper. poKlng his head
out of the cabin door and seeing that
the crew were in the hold, scuttled
forward and slipped into the galley
| locker. The schooner came in, let go
her sheets and dropped anchor two
cables lengths from the Iris. Imme-
| diately boat was lowered and pulled
for the brig.
When burly bewhiskered man trod
the deck Of the Iris the cook let fall a
pan of hot water over his legs, but
didn't feel the sting of it, staring at
the man.
"Cap'n. 'Awker, Cap'n. 'Awker." he
murmured &c himself
The mate extended his hand. Glad
to see you. Cap'n. Hawker," he said.
Where's Bob Buzbey?' cried Capt.
Hawker, in the same tone he would
have employed to hail a man at the
crosstrees in gale.
The mate induced him to go into
the cabin and then impaired the good
news to Capt. Buzbey in the galley
locker. That gentleman fastened aft
accompanied by two or three cock
reaches, which chung to his coat.
Hello bully boy" Numbered Capt
EIawker. on beholding his friend
Looked for you next morning, but
you had sailed. Did you think 1 was
drowned when | fell off the wharf OF
were you too drunk to Think"
Capt. Buzbey muttered something
unintelligible.
We'll, | pumped down in boa
full of junk and it felt SO good ant
soft that l slept there all night"
To Capt. Hawker's amazement Capt
Buzbey flung his arms about his neck
You see," said the mate to the
cook one can carry a joke too far
When i went ashore that morning
after We thought Hawker wa
drowned l peeped In the saloon ant
saw him drinkin' at the bar. | wanted
to have some fun with the old maj
and never told him, but when We go
to sea | was afraid TO tell him and s,
it went If Hawker hadn't COM
aboard / might never have told him
If you ever tell anybody about it, cook
I'll be the death of you"
: And tho coolx never did