Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-03-03

they rapidly explained the lay of the land,
swapping an order at the surprised big man
to help with the wheel. In spite of his
swollen hands, the shippers strength saved
them.
"Barnegat Beach, l know him! 1t ISIS on
der photographic chart. Ach! if you had
come one day sooner; for today iss my in
you are by Heaven sent-nit apples. Der
apples will eat-the salvage, it will eat der
ship-so!"
The boys had no time to bother with his
grumbling. run her right in, SAM said
Flotsam, his head in the clouds; and, "Shave
the big rock!@ Jetsam squeaked. Then
wheel her hard to port-she II slide through
the Sword Cut like grease!7
The skipper drew a deep breath. But
der lifeboat-7 he began.
"Rouse herr said Flotsam, gritting his
teeth.
Derrick r,,nnin' wild-we got right O
way, said letsam. Sides, Pop can't jump
us in this scaway.7
Gee! | forgot Flotsam let go the
wheel, springing at the whistle cord. The
wall of the steamers siren mingled with the
whistling OF the wind. He looped down the
cord and was back at the wheel. "That'll
show EN- we've took commando he crowed.
takes steam; but the rush II fetch her in. ,
Cracking, groaning, and wailing, the N1yn-
heer Vanderdecken bore down on the life
boat like ship in torture. There was a yell,
clipped short, and white flash, and Ships
Bottom boat was astern. Casco and his mates
caught glimpse OF a big, staggering man in
the wheelhouse and two little figures IN
striped bathing suits clambering like mon
keys on the other side OF the wheel.
ats Flotsam an Jetsam!7 Ships Bottom
1,.,s +l,+ L -
Dutchnan smooth as imps-with the whistle
tied down. The young privateers.'
MORE than Ships Bottom saw the onrush
AVA of the derelict Mynheer Vanderdecken.
All Barnegat FASTENED to the beach when
the moss covered Hongkong tramp swung
through the narrow inlet safely up on a
low sand bank behind Ships Bottom Life
Station, with a final burst OF steam and
clatter OF broken engines.
Keeper Johnson goggling from the boat
house runway, saw the barnacled hull heel
safely over, and the two striped little figures
who dived hastily into the bay, fetching up
on the far side OF the inlet
Its them kids,7 said Long Johnson.
Nobody but us an them could a fetched
her in safe in this weter. What're they
skipping for 'Fraid o bein' heroes?7
"O hOurs later the ShlpS Bottom hfcDoat
came in, towing the disabled breeches buoy
boat. They found grinning beachcomber
at the station, with sriny note written on
a sheet of picked up wrapping paper.
Them two kids is scared to death down
the beach. he said. promised me a Jack
knife for bein' ambassador o peace-if ever
they find the dory.
Captain Casco haw- hawed over the paper
and gave 1t to the Inspector, and the In
spector, smiling broadly, read it. Easy to
see Flotsam and Jetsam weren't afraid of
being heroes!
She hit us wasn't lookin, - the boys
wrote. She's all right fer boat ony she got
cold feet wen they was mems work to do.
p. S. Cap'n Vanderdecken owns the ole
Flying Dutchman.
p. S. She'll bust him all she's worth to pay
salvidge.
p. S. We don't want no salvidge.
P. S. We got the cat. Theys more apples
in my coat for them poor fellows
"FLoAT-SAM & JET-SAM''
"Flotsam and Jetsam-driftwood? guess
not!' said Captain Casco proudly. Chips
o the old block, they are!"