The Detroit times., 1912-11-12


iby a boatload OF starving scarecro~s
that he tried TO desert in midocean
No. sir, there's human nature even
among Dutchmen, and the mann hold
his tongue
Splendid thing. human nature,
Captain Parrish assented. Though
still feel my position is precarious.
mean, very risky thing 10 depend on
lglass-eyed Dutchmen possessing
human nature. Eli, we'll, as you We
! come back, owen, me man, ! can hand
over charge TO you with FULL | may
Say fullest. confidence. Strain 81
your absence has been so very great
really must indulge in half an hours
sleep" And murmuring. Never get
married. Mr.. Kettle. me man. Strain
OF keeping subsequent family out OF
workhouse most exhausting, Captain
Parrish broke of into a most enjoy.
able snore.
The little mate frowned. He took
q book from the shelf above the wash
stand and fitted II under the caster
less leg OF the red velvet chair when
u lurched upward TO the roll OF the
ship. and then pressed on the bell
lpush till the captains steward came.
MY man" said the mate. I've come
back on board this packet. and don I
you forget II. Next time you fail TO
answer a bell promptly I'll give you
q dose OF smartening powder that Will
take a week to digest Now turn-to
and clean out that big starboard state
room below, and make up q bed m
the lower bunk. II | find speck of
dirt when come TO inspect. I'll make
you wash the whole place out with
your tongue. II Is probable that a
lady passenger will travel in that
room. and II hear so much as a WORD
OF complaint from her, I'll attend 10
you in a way that'll make you hate
the sea for the remainder OF your
natural life."
Mr. Kettle went out on deck then,
sent certain messages, and presently
was holding a meeting OF the second
snd third mates and the second and
third engineers I'm the saloon below.
Proceedings were entirely private.
and no report OF them official or un-
Official was ever issued, which goes
10 show that whatever differences of
fcers OF the mercantile marine may
have among themselves, IL is a point
OF strictest etiquette with them e.
keep these away from outsiders.
IL was, however. matter OF common
note that after the Ineeting broke up,
the second mate (who hated response
itllity) had pulled and darkened left
| eye which showed signs of rapidly
closing: that the thirds collar was
burst at both ends and that both the
second and third engineers, your z
linen who were always sallow, were
both so white as TO suggest that anger
land insult burned holly within them.
: But the next thing noticeable about
the quartette was their briskness.
'fThey had gone into that meeting
limp and dispirited. They emerged
angry but energetic. And. incidental
1 ". the record also tells that Mr. Kct.
! tie had contrived to break both sets
\ of HE own knuckles.
/ Affairs marched rapidly from now
onward. The infection OF briskness
spread. The lethargic crew woke UP
Tor were rudely awakened "A boat
load OF them went across to the
Rhein, and TO their surprise found
themselves under the crisp command
OF a truculent officer in whom they
~
! petent deck-hand of the Norman
Towers.
But Mr.. Jenkins soon proved him.
self an officer of affairs. He yapped
out orders with the true buckle mates
bark. Derricks we're lifted and
winches rugged 10 raise the coal from
below, bags were found 10 carry II In.
tarpaulins were stripped and matches
removed; and To- at the bottom of
the hold, among the coal. there stood
ready the Scotch engineer McTodd
facing latter the manner OF drill
sergeantJ. squad of German firemen
and trimmers who carried their
shovels before them stifhy at the
salute.
"Yap--yap-yap,' barked Jenkins.
land the work was carried out at the
run. A towing hawser was passed. and
the Rhein steamed ahead to keep IL
/ taut. Then with the distance constant
Ibetween the two vessels, a remporley
! transporter was rugged A wire was
stretched from the Rheims maintop
10 the Norman Towers foretop, ard
on this travelled the usual mechanism
OF eheaves and blocks. Mr.. jenkins
stood beside the Rheims poop stan
and threw up a hand 10 signify that
all was ready az his end Mr.. Kettle,
on the forecastle head OF the Norman
Towers, gave a similar ar1n signal for
Go ahead"
Coal from below was loaded into
bags, whipped on deck. slung aloft
and sent dancing out above the dip
ping towing hawser. The bags were
on the Norman Towers fore
deck, and their contents were emptied
into the hungry bunkers. The steam
ers rolled crisscross to the swells In a
halo OF coal dust. and work was p1sh-
cd forward at pace that nearly salts
fed even that master OF the art OF
driving, Mr.. owen Kettle.
All helped except Captain Farnish,
who attended TO his malaria; the
-Rhetn'B ofi1cers and crew, who were
battened down In the Rheims number
one hold, and ragged together there
furiously; and Miss Violet Chester.
man, who sat In the captains own
Madeira chair on the Rheims upper
bridge and watched proceedings with
absorbed interest.
Miss Violet Chesterman vas
young lady OF some considerable ex.
perience OF life. Her years numbered
-effiy- twehty-three, but she mad lived
every minute OF them. She had gone
Through seasons In London. New York
ond Ie II oh had ifvad N