Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-03-06

pacing up and down like hungry wolf the dog fol-
lowing her when she sat down, caught his head.
and whispered to him. Then the steers came. We
loaded them, took Martha Elston aboard, the only
passenger and got under way
THE very first night, in the second dogwatch, |
came her leaning against the rail and
talking to Dodge-that was the name of her dog
and staring at the pole star like witch,
II see him, Dodge!' said she. | see Colby
locks standing all alone, waiting. watching for US!
Oh, why did he ever leave us; Duty. duty, duty
Duty made Goldylocks go to this awful awful land
my poor, brave. blue eyed Goldylocks' But
we're going to see him again.
49, She was kind a mother to the men, though
knew they were in awe of her, especially Black ohm
Stavers who called her the wild woman. and swore
she'd bring evil the ship She would read the
Bible to the and hector and ser1nonze them. by
and by groups; so they began to call her Miss
Chaplain Karston, my second mate, the uglest
faced the ever smiled on. much less
woman, had been shipmate of Goldylocks.
He was religious soft hearted fellow, and held the
to be a gifted of the Lord. He waited
her hand and foot, fed her dog and once pun
meled Black John for cursng in her presence. And
because she always after karston to make him
talk of Goldyocks, he poor fool began to think it
for the sake of his own honely SELF She was
grateful to karstOn though; read HIM some OF the
love novels he'd been carrying around with him for
years, and even mended his togs. And every man
aboard swore that karston was in love with the
spinster
''Swinish weather we had up the coast, and in
Hudson Strait were driven west by ripping hurri-
cane. The tub of M1StaSSlnl almost broke IN two
and the cattle beloved above the wind They gored
another frenzied mad, and fought like bulls of
Bashan. Some slipped in their stalls. poor brutes,
and broke their legs, that had to shoot them.
We became a floating slaughter house sailing down
their carcasses.
The winds raving the steamer shaking till every
rvet screeched the believing the cursing
their butchers work. the woman praying, her
dog bowling and the day dark scott We al
most smashed our sides Cape Chidley. missing the
rocky snout of it by ship length Then the storm
began to calm down.
That night was shot out of my bunk where I'd
been lying half dead for want of sleep. There was
the crash of a thousand thunders. a smashing.
thudding and ripping and the floor of my cabin
stood still. slantng high toward the bows. Then |
knew it all up with the old Mistassin Met the
mate karston coming toward me.
- Come to report we've struck, sirl' he yelled.
Blue flashes lighting up the but there
thunder.
''Wheres' asked him.
Tip of Laksotova Island. Steering gear got
deranged-Back John at the wheel-shes sinking
fast at the stern
80 Curse the fool | cried.
49, He's gone-went overheard when she struck,
said karston.
II worked my way up the slope of the deck and
that she wedged fast between two pinnacles
of rock: the shook and squirned deep in the
and the ribs of her grooming aloud. And
the waves washing my cabin-with
the log the instruments. and the fifty thousand
dollars.
"'Where's the woman,' l called to the crew.