The San Francisco call., 1909-10-31

current of the outgoing tide.
eff only had pants pocket with knife in it. =.
said Peter.
'The knot looks easy suggested Polly land even
after that she insists that Peter OFF with herl
The knot harder than 1t looked. but really very
earelessy done after ALL Peter solved it after some
hard finger testing work. The effort also freed
the raft from the anchor at the bottom, which
fastened to the shore rope distance from the
knot
Very slowly the stanch craft started to drift out
toward the open sea.
peter, where are we going?p asked Polly
Lord only knows. DEAR" replied Peter. I'm
don't care, long we go together. It's eineh
can't tip this, and will eventually drift
In somewhere Polly. love YOU"
"oh, Peter Iookl" said Polly. No. not at me; look
ashore. They're after u.s.
Peter looked, and then the humor Of the situation
overeame him. He laughed only Peter can laugh,
and Poy's troubled expression was promptly dis
PEELED.
Pulling out manfuliy from the shore in of the
fishermens boats Jones' Polly's was
in the at the stern In another ski the two
fishermen. hribed but still loyal,
I'll choke that fellow to DEATH I'll gouge his eyes
out" shrieked Jones.
Just then he caught erab,p spIashed bueketful
of water and seaweed over Polly's mammals gown
and fell backward in the boat losing an oar as he
did So
Polly's mamma had reached the state of compressed
lips and hot breaths through the nostrs She Needed
not the soaking.
It took the combined efforts of Jones and the two
fishermen to the lost propeller On starting
afresh Jones caught another of the same variety
on his first stroke, spashed more water on Pelly's
mamma lost the oar again and his reputation forever
with It.
Exasperating Delay
The clumsy manipulating of their boat by the two
fishermen caused further delay. They could not pre-
vent unexpected currents from placing it mme-
diatey in the way of the other, for which they
profoundly apolegetic and did it again.
Jones' condition was beyond description.
BY the time the boats were we'll started or, rather
poorly started the raft all of half mile out and
quarter mile south of the Watermelon. 1t
drifting along merrily.
The hopeless Righteousness of the situation began
to dawn on the two on board as the excitement of
the quickly executed plan wore Off
"This is fierce" thought Peter but did not say So
I'D rather drown. than go back thought Polly
but she smiled at Peter,
And the raft continued to drift out toward the
middle of the Pacific, Love laughs at chances.
Then, in twinklng, the horizon cleared.
Peter look what's eomingl" Polly shouted it so
suddenly Peter jumped.
by George. launeh!" Said Peter. Wonder
whose it is. Well capture it, Polly BY George. it
looks, like Tom's 1t is Toms! Bully for Toni He
sees usl He's waving at u.s. Holler louder, Polly
something
Polly waved stocking
Look. Peter. he's steering toward us. Peter who
is that with Tom He locks like a-no it can't
be-Peter, it's minister"
by George. Polly, you're dead right It's old Dr.
Brown from the city Polly, we'll make-will you
we'll make him do it now'
The blush this time almost ehaced the tan, Peter
it's the only way out of it, she said "and I'll do it
this time. But don't you ever suggest anything so
ridiculous again.
twas astonished Tom who steered the launch
Peanut alongside the dereiiet The worthy DR. Brown
was absolutely thunderstruck.
Three hundred yards away came the two pursuing
boats. Jones completely exhausted and the two
fishermen in remarkably weak condition con-
siderng the ST t distance rowed.