The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-03-28

Then, b'gum, he ought to flock by
HIMSELF" says Hiram.
Shake, uncle" says /. you've said
what I've been tryin' to think of for
the last hour. But just now he happens
TO be fiockin' with a nice girl. and Il
maid. that's half scared to death, not
to mention me, who likes him as much
as you do. Now you amt goin' to put
up the bars on the whole crowd of US,
Just because of Ogden. Course you
amt. / can see that in your eye"
Well, 1 had him goin' then. He don't
see how he can put us up, nohow; but
maybe he could get US to San Susie.
Seems we want more'n half a mile
from the same lake the camp is on,
and Zeke, he has a gasoline launch
down by the shore. If uncle can start
the blamed enjine, he can take us all up
there in a little over an hour; but he'll
have to charge two dollars for the job.
Make it five, uncle" says !, land I'll
see that Ogden is stuck for the whole
bill"
That wins him. Inside Of twenty
minutes we're aboard and under way.
It's smelly, Ieaky old tub. with a tim
engine that misses two explosions out
of ev'ry five; but bein' headed for a
good dinner is better'n waitin' In the
barn. We was all more or less chirked
up except Ogden, who kept sayin' there
ought to be cushions on the seats.
1 don't know if he was the hoodco,
or whether 1t was just our night for
trouble; but we sure had it comm to
us. We hadn't been chug-chuggin'
along more'n half an hour, when that
yellow cloud begun to get in its fine
work. First there was wind, and then
there was rain. and then both together.
And say, how it can blow up on one of
them mountain lakes when it gets
started. The water gets Iumpy and be-
gins comm in over the sides in big
chunks.
Hey you, back there!" shouts uncle,
who's up in the front end. steering
cit out that bail scoop, will ye?"
Sure thing!" says 1. Looked like it
was time; for the water was gettin up
around our ankles. 1 don't know much
about what my friend Heiney calls
dose fiddle lunch poxes, but I do hate
to see the tide risin' on the inside of
I EN-. So L goes at it. For every quart
/ threw out, though, two came slOshin'
in. Then I looks around for Ogden; and
what do you think? He's wrapped
himself in the canvas cover that goes
over the engine, and is holdin' his feet
up out of the wet, leavin' the two wO-
men to take care of themselves. And
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"Oggie," says I. you crawl out from
under cover, grab that dipper, and get
on the job with mel"
But" says he, Il"
It's bail OF swim, Oggie." says l.
maxim move to reach for his neck
''WhichIl it be-"
"TH ball. says he, and he splsshes
} them sweet gray CATERS down into the
/ greasy water.
/ Well say, it want any time 10 be
mad or scared; for Uncle Hi was yell
! in at us to bail faster, and the TaiT
/ was peltin' US, and the spray was slOp-
/ pin down the backs of our Hecks.
/ kept thinkin' maybe it was only a
/ shower and would let up in a minute
/ but the longer it lasted the harder il
| blew. At last Uncle Hi shouts out that
/ he dassn't keep on any longer, and he'll
/ have to make for the pint.
Suits me so longs you land US on
| something solid" says l.
"Oh. OH" groans Ogden just then. 81
cawn't bail any more. I've bruised my
| knuckles terribly"
! "Gwan!" says L You keep jumpin
at it. or you'll be bruised somewhere
! else
Say, he's got a streak Of ocher in hin
as thick as the custard in a pie. But
made him swing that dipper until tho
/ old tub run her nose on the sand. anC
/ at that he was the first one to hop out
! The rest of US follows, ledvin' the
! launch in the surf.