The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1909-12-26

81 shan t do either said Jim War
ing, who evidently meant to have the
last word. 81 know the course as we'll
as dad and better than Jennings. and
ii s enough. The tidal flow ism I much
and regular enough. Well, | can t keep
the yawl waiting any longer The men
are wet to the skin, and they are hui
mans. even if they are Cinnamon.
Goodby, Dick. Come in and see dad
and me when you arc round this way
again. -
Then the pink-faced pilot swung her
self down the ladder and dropped into
the yawl, which bobbed off to the cut.
ter, and Jim Waring was seen no more
that day.
The afternoon had grown beautifully
clear and Captain Fortescue, who was
deeply interested in the pink faced pilot
who had lust left, took turn up and
down the bridge with Mcleod. 1t was
the kind of weather and sort of sea
in which the pilot and the skipper may
indulge in conversation on general sub"
iects.
Never was so taken in, said Cap
tain Fortescue. "I never suspected
thing until the whole business was over
and she made clean breast of 1t TO
me in the chart room Lord, but it gave
me the creeps!'
.'She's good girl, sir; a first rate
girl. >" replied Mcleod, still keeping two
eyes on the ships course. "She went
up to Kobe and twas kind Of joke
her passing the examination before the
board, but there's no telling what wo
men will do, and when that American
lawyer served notice on the pilot board
that they had to give her n certificate
the board wasn't quite so hilarious
'I knew of a woman who has yacht
and also has n pilot license but Ia
rather not trust her with six million
dollar cruiser said Captain Fortescue.
"1'd rather have Waring Sr.. when he
has looked upon the wine when it is
red. -
"I've never seen Waring as he
couldn't walk straight and make the
ship walk straight, too replied Nc
Lood defantly. 81 suppose the girl
said her dad was i'll or something and
bullied the Chinese crew to take her
ont in the cutter-everything here is
dsorganized since the earthquake But
this monkeying with the pilotage is
going 10 stop for Jim Waring. She
won't do 1t any more.
Glow can you stop her7' asked tho
captain.
"Ill stop her. answered Mcleod
grinding his teeth. "I'm going to he
married to that girl. I IN a Scotchman
i IN no American to let woman do
as she cursed pleasrs. / know how to
manage q woman. Give her two points.
quartermaster. -
entered the little white bungalow on
the hill with the big flagstaff over it,
The Chinese servant opened the door
and Mcleod went IN the little sitting
room. There set Waring Sr.. an eX
tremely clean and correct looking per
son, enjoying his convalcscence from an
overdose of whisky, with q newspaper
~, lao, l.
Not Very Definite.
EWhere is Jemima? ~ asked Mcleod, |
after exchanging greetings.
Gone TO Kobe replied Waring,
laying his newspaper down and shov
Mcleod
What for''' asked Mcleod, -,
tell me- replied the father of Miss
Jemjma. 81 tell her everything l
know, but ! can tell you what, Nc
Lcod, she don 4 tell me everything she
knows; | think you re going to have
devil of time with that girl.
Mcleod grinned.
% Just try me- he said, "'When
will she be back7''
Don knew that, either re
sponded Waring. "When | asked heT
she said she ID be back as soon as she
got lnroupn with Hcr business, naJ
not very definite, you know
Mcleod, being due on the pilot boat
within two hours, had not time to so
to Kobe in search of the lady of his
love. He returned to his station ten
miles further up the coast. went on
board his boat, found three pilots ahead
of him, turned in and slept for the next
five days. his maps being interrupted
only for meals and an occasional dis
putc with the other pilots cooped up /
with him After that for two weeks
he only went from the pilot boat to
a ship. from the ship to the dock and
from the dock to the pilot boat again.
Then Mt the end of three weeks, one