The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1911-11-18

l SuOOh IL WIN pOOl GRAVE
"In take a night train to New
York" he said land catch a big liner.
She'll beat you over. I'll meet you on
the dock
Look out for the propellers,' l
warned sulkily.
Sure" he gave me over his should
err as he turned and poised himself.
Don't be a crouch. So long
With that he let go, raised his arms
and as the ship dipped, left her side
in long outward dive.
1t is hard to dive from a moving OBJ
iect, especially a Topping, wallowing
object like the Bostonia. Peters body
swung from it's course in passing
Through the air, struck the sea side
wise and disappeared into the foamy
wash
For long moment ] watched the
wake. Presently the familiar pair Of
happers and shock of tawny hair en-
Ierged from the water some little dis
ltance astern. After reaching the sur
face Peters rolled for a moment like
AN old log in the cool, choppy wake.
Then he turned, blew mouthful Of
water after the ship and beckoned me
to follow.
| shook my head.
At this he gave a farewell salue to
the Bostonia-at least that is what
suppose it was, for after holding his
nose he thumbed it,
Presently the overalls, which he had
kicked off as he trod water, fioated to
the surface, looking like the body of a
drowned man. then Peters turned to-
ward Boston Light and fell into that
leisurely but speedy crawl stroke that
is all his own.
Long after he was lost to view in
the glittering waters that lay back Of
us | could imagine him out there, roll
ing his great bulk along like a young
j whale, paving the ocean with his
arms, kicking a foot out now and then
in sharp scissors stroke, shooting
the spray on high, burying his head
adoringly in the salt sea, letting it run
in through his nose and mouth and
> blowing it out again with joyous gut
tural sounds like those made by the
enamored grampus calling to its mate,
or the Dreadnought belching oceans
from it's hawse-holes.
: My reflections were rudely inter
rupted by yell from one of the mates
: who informed me, in language that
: shall not quote, t-adjective-cat
+ tlemen were not permitted on the after
deck and that my-adject
l ence was urgently required at my
work.
Without explaining to the mate that
l had just stepped up to see friend
? off, ] went, and was instructed by a
5 professional bull-pusher called Scouse
p because of his family resemblance to
a sort of mariners plum-pudding OF
} that name-in the art of hosting bales
of hay from the hold with block and
, tackle, splitting them up and feeding
them to the steers.
Where's that big pal O yours?"
, asked Tom Tobin, my cattle foreman,
, as he passed me at my perspiring 'oc-
equations.
He was asleep a little while ago, >"
l pulled
TN see that e don't get no more
sleep on this ere trip!" said Tobin in
differently. Peters work, however,
had to be divided up between the rest
of us.
At six o'clock We knocked off and
went to our evening meal. Whether
it was better than the other meal had
been | do not know. only know we
ate it, that we gorged ourselves upon
it, that we stole bits of food from one
another and gobbled them as though
they had been rarest dainties from
some fire fairy's golden casserole.
About nine the boys turned in, leav-
ing three of us, who were to be night
, watchmen, to our duties. Scouse was
the only one among us who had the
least conception what these duties
: were, for Jerry, who was the third
member of our nocturnal trio, seemed
. as inexperienced as I. l had sought
the position of Waterman, fondly think
, ing that the duties were akin to those
OF lookout and conducive, therefore, to
, sweet rumination in the silence of the
/ sea and stars.
4 This did not prove to be the fact
! Our post was in among the cattle pens
3 which, as the ship rolled more anC
4 more in heavy, quartering SWELL be
f came a believing, struggling inferno
The frightened steers walled theil
:, protests against European voyages like
so many seasick, personally conduct
= ed tourists, struggling frantically
l. meanwhile to keep their footing OF
worse still, lying down. Only tire,