The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1910-06-08


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in Wellmouth." says the cap'n. He's
the LATEST man in town. Ii runs in
his family Washy's brother julie
julius Caesar SparroW-he was as no
account and lazy as the rest. When
he was around this neighborhood the
only thing that would get him liyened
up at all was the mention of feller
named Rosy that he knew while he
was seafaring way off on fother side
Of the world. julie used to say that
twas this Rosy that made him lose
faith in human nature.
THE first time ever julius and Rosy
met was one afternoon just as the
Emily was the little fore and aft
south sea trading schooner julie was
in-was casting off from the ram
shackIe landing at Hello island Course
that amt the real name of it. The
real one is spelled with four os, three
as, five is and peck measure of his
and ks hove in to fill up. No white
man ever said the whole of it. Them
that tried always broke down on the
second fathom or so and said oh, the
hereafter or words to that effect
Course the missionaries see that
wouldn't do. SO they twisted it stern
first, and it's been Hello island to
most folks ever since.
why julie was at Hello island is
too long yarn. Billed down it amounts
to voyage on a bark out of Seattle.
and first mate like yours. Fri. who
was kind of Christian Science chap
and cured sick sailors by the laying
on of hands-likewise feet and Delay
ing pins and ak handles and such.
Him and julius had their final argu-
ment one night when the bark was
passing abreast one of the Navigator
islands, close in. julie hove a MARINE
overheard. He swum ashore to the
beach. and inside of a week he'd ship
ped aboard the Emily.
George Simmons. a cockney Brit
isher he was and skipper. was stand
ing at the schooner's wheel. swearing
at the two Kanaka sailors who were
h'isting the jib. julius. who was mate,
was roosting on the lee rail amidships,
helping him swear. And old Teunis
Van DoOzen. Dutchman from Java
or whereabouts, who was cook. was
setting on stool by the galley door
ready to heave in word whenever
twas necessary. The Kanakas was do
ing the work. That was the usual di-
vision of labor aboard the Emily.
well. just then there comes yell
from the bushes along the shore. Then
out of them bushes comes tearing a
little man with spectacles and black
enamel cloth carpetbag. heaving sand
like steam shovel and seemingly
trying his best to fly. And astern of
him comes more yells and big. husky
Kanaka woman, about eight foot high
and three foot in the beam. with her
hands stretched out and her fingers
crooked.
Julius used to swear that that beach
was all of twenty yards wide and that
the little man only lit three times from
| bush to wharf. And he didn't STOP
there. He fired the carpetbag at the
schooners stern and then spread out
his wings and few after 1t. His fin
gers Just hooked over the rail. and he
managed to haul himself aboard.
"Cap'n George Simmons looked dowr
at the wrecked flying machine ane
grunted.
".Umph!' says he. You don't lool
like man the girls would run after
I Lady your wifey
1.-THE little Teller bobbed his specs
up and down.
$50? says George. ''Ow can
bear to leave thee, 'ey? Well, aim
you ashamed Of yourself to be runnin.
off and leaving nice. 'andsome. able
bodied wife like that? Look at e
now over there on 'er knees a-prayini
for you to come back.
.'She amt praying her husband
pants. ducking down again quick
She's a-picking up stones
And so she was. julius said b
thought sure she'd cave in the Emily
ribs afore she got through with he
broadsides. The rocks few like hal
Everybody got their share, but Cap
George got a big one in the middl
OF the back.
"'You miserable four eyed shrimp
he says. 'Twould serve you right
'ove to and made you swim back I
FER. Blow me IL don't believe
will
.AW. don't. cap'n. Please don't
begs the Teller. IN be awful gratefr
TO you IL you won't. And I'll max
it right with you too. I've got a goo
thing in that bag of mine yes, sir.
beautiful good thing
oh. WE'LL says the skipper. brat
ing up and smiling sweet as he couI
for the ache in his back, I'll elp 70
out. You trust your Uncle Georgt
Not on account Of what you're goin
to give me, you understand says b.
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