Lexington gazette. [volume] (Lexington, Va.) 1871-1962, 1909-03-17
STORIES Of THE SEA,
Quenching a Blaze In a Hurry on
Board a War Vessel.
PRANK OF A TRICKY MASCOT.
There Were Lively Times on Deck
When the Big Monkey Got Himself
Mixed Up With Hot Pitch and Gun
Cotton and Took Trip AIoft.

Mixed Up With Hot Pitch and Cur
Cotton and Took a Trip AIoft.
We were making passage from Nor
folk, Va, to Lisbon. Portugal, in the
United States steamship Alliance. II
was shortly after o'clock. had just
gone to my room for n pipeful of to-
bacco when the sailmaker came TO my
door with scared face. Got any wa
ter in your room. Mr.. Du BoisT he
said
"Yes; here's pailful"
For Gods sake give it to Inc quick
The sail rooms afire, but don't say
anything! I'll have it out in a min
utew
l handed him the pail Of water, but
was not going to take any chances of
u fire on a man-of-war with fifteen
tons Of powder not six feet away, so
/ ran to the ships bell and rang the
fire alarm as furiously as / could In
less time than it takes you to read this
hand grenades were being thrown and
water was pouring into the now sti-
fling mass Of burning canvas. Men
! jumped in among the great bundles Of
furled sails and passed them out, and
when one could not endure the smoke
any longer another took his place. At
last the danger was over, and / began
to look around and take stock Of the
affair.
1 had often wondered what | would
do IN case Of a fire on the ship.
would save my watch. A watch IS
never used at sea, so 1t hung from a
hook over my desk. l would be sure
to take along my best girls picture,
and there were a few other little be-
longings which must not be parted
with. Well when the thing was over,
what had l gathered together? Not
my watch. not my best girls picture,
not anything that l had thought I
would, but l had filed my pockets
with extract Of beef and nothing else
Dumb instinct, not a thought Of any
thing but of something good to eat In
dire extremity.
How did the fire start? The sail
maker, whose duty 1t is to keep the
sails in good order is privileged to 90
to the sail room at any time, but he is
supposed to always carry peculiar
lantern, consisting Of a common candle
set in a globe of horn. sufficiently
Opaque to give enough light for his
needs there The candle does away
with any danger from oil that might
be spilled and catch fire, and the globe,
being Of horn instead Of glass, pre-
cludes a possibility Of breakage. This
time the sailmaker desiring a little
more light, had taken out the candle.
1t had dropped from his fingers away
down into the blight of furled sail.
and the cloth had caught fire. There
was q terrible mess of burned and
smoky sails in there, and they were
all hauled up on deck and spread out
in NE sun to dry and to find out just
what the damage was. In the bottom
of the room on the floor one Of the
men found the stump of candle and
put 1t In his pocket The sailmaker
was a favorite on board, and the Off
GERS never found out how the fire
started They thought they knew.
The captain broke" the sailmaker-
that Is, reduced him to the decks. But
he couldn't prove anything. So after
week or so ne restored him to his old
rank.
We came near having another fire
once, and, while 1t might have been
very serious, it was really funny.
We had several hundred pounds OF
gun cotton on board, and. fearing that
1t might have gathered dampneSs. the
gunner's gang got up the cases from
the magazine. pulled 1t all out and
spread It on the warm decks far aft IN
the sun to dry. Away forward the
boatswain's mate and his gang were
busy with tar pots and ropes putting
some Of their stuff in order.
We had on board a mascot In the
shape Of q monkey, one Of the largest
/ have ever seen. He would stand
quite three feet high. and he was the
very Old Nick for mischief. He was a
great nuisance, that monkey and must |
always be doing what he saw any of !
the men doing.
Well Mr. Monkey saw the men with |
the warm tar, and nothing would do |
but he must have hand in the job |
literally, so he ran forward and dipped |
his hands into the pot and in minute
was all besmeared with the sticky |
stuff: then he boted aft as fast as he |
could scamper and rolled in the gun |
cotton. got himself well covered with
1t and ran aloft into the rigging. Sail
ors have a saying. "The devil to pay
and no pitch hot" but the pitch was
hot this time. and the condition was
appalling. Some Of the men
ran after him. but 1t was impossible to |
catch him. He was too shrewd for
that The gunner's gang gathered up |
that gun cotton as men never did so
fast In their lives before and put 1t
back into the cans, for had that fool
dropped from aloft into 1t he
would have blown the ship to king
dom come. They got It out Of the way
disaster but for several hours
that creature sat up there picking gun
cotton from himself and throwing it
overheard. AS I said, the episode
would have been comical had 1t not
been fraught with so much danger 1t
might have been another sea mys-
,ery." but it was not-Stanley Du Bots
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