The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1913-11-15

his paw. Put her there. son!" says
he; what's yer name. boy?"
He'd hand like bear trap,
Smith" | squealed. Smith"
Fast" says he. Fill yourself a
goblet Of that ere sherry wine. with
some sugar. Drink, you cub, to Cap
tain and Mrs. Smith. Now of with
we, and pass the bottle forrard."
! Next day. or next week. or maybe
the Monday following. the ships got a
headache, with the sky sitting down
on the mastheads. the sea like oil, the
sheets Shaping the shadows on the
deck, where the tar boils. and our feet
is like overdone toast.
| The sky's like copper edged With
sheet lightning. then there's scud In
n hurry overhead. the horizon folding
In. and a funnel-shaped cloud TO the
southland wrapping up the sky. There's
no air, and | noticed the pinnacle
alight, go 1t must have been nigh dark
under that funnel cloud. Just as 1t
struck. some one called out "All
aboard" and | heard the mate yell,
| You mean, all overheard"
Couldn't see much az first. as | was
busy getting mother out of the
drowned cabin. When I'd passed n
halyard round her and the stump OF
the mizzen. I'd just breathing time.
The sea was flattened white under
black sky, and what was left OF US
was mostly blowing about.
Dad was just taking command again
of what remained. No use shouting
either so he hung on and beckoned.
| The masts oversize were battering
holes in us. until We cut adrft. Then
to the pumps, but that was sort of
ex ofiicio just TO keep us warm. Work
ms warmer than waiting.
Being Undertaken We couldn't sink.
which was convenient. But. as mother
said, there wasn't any grub on the
roof, and we couldn't so downstairs.
| For instance. we wanted a drink OF
water.
Well, now, we been three days re-
freshing our parched mouths with beer
stories. when a fishing vessel comes
along smelling salvage. Happens he's
one of them felucca-rigged dago swine
out Of lnvicta. Texas. His charges
was quite moderate. too, for breaker
OF water and some fancy grub-until
we seen the bill.
never knew till then that our old
man was owner. or course that's all
right. only he'd run astern with his
insurance. That's why he'd stay with
the ship. 80 It's no good talking. AS
to mother, she come aboard the fe
luccy. ships cat In her arms. and a
sort of cold. dumb, going-to-be-g good
and-it's-killin'me sort of smile. She
bore up brave until she struck the
number-one smell in the dago's cabin
ITS too much" she says, handing me
the cat. too much. I'm going back
to drown clean"
But was to stay with our sailors
aboard the dago. to fetch lnvicta quick.
and bring tug. Dad trusted me,
even to play the coward a2d quit him.
| dread to think back on the passage
of four days to the port Of Invic;a.
Now in them days was fifteen. and
considered homely. The mouth got
would be large for a dog, smile-six
and three-quarters. Thar ashore at
Invicta, I'd still look sort of cheerful,
so all them tug shippers took Inc for
a joke. 1t was four days and three
nights since I'd slept, so | suppose I'd
look funny wanting to hire tug
showed power of attorney, wrote
in indelible pencil on dads old dlcky
cravat. but the tugs expected cash,
and the agents went back on me.
Nothin doing Saturday nights at
the office, tug crews all ashore, hut
the port will get a move on Monday.
Trust grown men to know more n a
mere boy. The glass is down the gulls
is flying inland. thar's weather brew
ing. ] seen In my mind the sprays
lash over the wreck.
IL was dark when | went to the
wharves with Captain McGaw to see
the Pluribus Unum. He'd show Inc
tug cheap at ten thousand cash
| stores all complete, steam up, engineer
on the premises, though he'd stepped
| ashore for a drink. Cute cabin he'd
got on the bridge. cunning little glory.
hole forrard. Why. everything was
real handy, so that | only had to bat
| him behind the ear with Delaying
pin. and he dropped right down the
fore hatch. All wanted now was
navigating officer | could trust.
Which brings me to Mr.. Mcmillan.
our own second mate. buying a dozen
fried oysters In card box with wire
| handle. all for twenty-five cents.
though the girl seemed expecting
kiss.
Hello, Frankie" says I. Shaping
him on the back. A foremost hand
can make his officer act real dign!fied
with less. Say. Mac! Dye know
what Greed done?" I grabbed his
oysters. Greed. he choke puppy"
says I, and in my mind ! seen the
gulls wheel around the wreck, where
something's lying huddled Come on.
puppy" says I. waving frankie down
the street with them oysters. SO all
the traffic pauses to admire. and our
second officer is running good. MORE