The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-18

go down the in ships. Of these last M had been Johannesen. But when 1 first
 m met E him his sailing days ] Mere oyeF g6o;T and #RAMN nucfn-cuttered place smelling of rust and fSE oil-down on the waterfront At twl- H&YN@ light one could see him stumping outside, HR N his wooden leg so1dly prodding the cob
 5estons pavement putting up l his sh shutters tiat and Johannesen kept his shop like fort;
 aSa 1t has been warehouse since Beche-de- resens story first Then he would light his two ships a crony or two and glass of grog in his room back of the shop, would pass the time amid yarns and I met with yohannesen in this way; MacDouga1
 Oe Shipping for ers & fss aad d f4gd fPe s9 g9t of s sea knew him and welcomed him every one with that many a night. Mac stumbled down their ladders and into his dingy, with much of his welcome inside "A frien O ,nine" numbed Mac, seeing that he vas discovered and the obligation of introducing me sorry for i'm man He had been apprentice, and mate. and master
 last he had sailed the seven seas and ovsd them tn to degree that was unusual, and concluded by saying: which helps remember it so clear.
 Nov had listened to him & on many nights but the gales and fogs and the wrecks of ships and men; ~@SrheT TheTes tssep the yarn for D me, suggested
 He turned with sad smle a wistful expression for Aye, iadi that is a4story, but one never tell" DrOdd1ng earned the snub, and so, rebul5ed, left him.
 Perhaps month passed without my seeing more of wintery with driving rain beating around the. old d @ oa ina sne s tey n f ther way through the msts. A tramp with ore had reported in of Macs and they both Scotch; when he had not re- appeared at ten o'clock short cut took me to Shake come in I hoped to chance on small l boat Shake abide" and Fu1tah Fishers clearinghouse is many repeated and its tragedy too, perhaps, the hold. and when crossing it was hustled by who cane swiftly out Qf the dark He mu9Dled m an red agodogg himself heard wooden tap the pavement; dHelio Esf }PnaGdssfP said. Whats the rush7"
 He gave frightened stare and stammered some What is it7" asked; Have you. seen ghost79 thes were the only words he seemed capable of ing at once caught his arm and demanded to know sLet me go" he protested, gIancing behind him.
 me o0n street e cast @ an eye soon" With that he broke away and stumped off I was carrying heavy stcle-my custom. in such quarters where one may meet policeman and then then whistle for courage went on. At the next corner anp-pos as if content despite the vile weather Water eieamed from his ol-skins-he might have been light fell on his face, and started irvoIuntariy as chill f His sn %as of coo 9hG s Paol Par to the lips and his eyes had vacant stare, which those hImy deadly. hurried on, half shiver 
 Not finding Mac. eventually I returned to Johan- nesen's- He was long time answering my knock and first surveyed from hole in shutter panel When steel gun in his hand and did not relish going ahead through the dark of the old shop. How did know but that he had been buccaneer?
 Come on back" he invited leading the way and putting his weapon the table. He looked narrowly if he debated the wisdom of yielding confidence, and then asked:
 Down there-did yeh anything?'
 '1On Shakespeare Street? Why, yes; a. fellow who looked if had pitched him overheard, and he had the queerest hshy eyes . Johannesen sighed in a troubled way. 'T know ;" shaking his head "I thought had sighted hirthats him He tapped me with one finger 1npressveiy- Then he commanded me as if his deck, Ger again: and hundred leagues out
 There's paper an pen I had got it out for my self but I cramp writin'. Yeh asked me about the-ny courtn' and that voyage. We1l-wrte down, de-Mer"
 And follows Johannesen's story:
 ~You have not been in the Pacific, or ye1 would Eerstand beche-de-mer. That's where I got know then an an him l was mate then, the bark 4rckEsHd. and te captains daughter along. had be-
 gun to see Whas fne bit ot girl she long before picked thS distress signal Now that about fhs way-we had spell Q good weather, when sudden 1fe glass begins to fall We had time prepare for Gt, an made the craft tight a drum. One gale is like another, anyway, unless you caught Sfng an weren't, rode through safe enough. tfth the backbones of reefs that a with sweet sart aboard couldn't easy But clawed through ecmes, yellow grinnin' dawn that the worst taas We made some guesses to where we had Accent daylight, for away off starboard thin Esef, low an wicked fang of coral lo4kin like the hpnes of somehin that had died and bleached out An fhat was where sighted the signal.
 a Some poor devils, MT. Johannesen, says the fain worse than ourselves he says all cause they csdn't have the light an decent sea.
 -It running high yet, but we stood by an dropped a boat The captain calls for to man it. it was pleasant job, an we had time to waste,