Bisbee daily review., 1914-10-22
CHAPTER m.
] Quote Omar khayYam.

| A ! eu over. lI ls true that tne H captain did not speak to the - first mate except when com pelled to and that Turner and the cap tain ignored each other elaborately. The cruise went on without event There was no attempt on Turner's part to carry ont his threat of the night before. nor did he. as the crew had prophesied. order the Ella into the nearest port He Kept much to him. self. spending whole days below, with Williams carrying him highballs. ai- ways appearing at dinner, however, sodden Of face but immediately dress ed and eating little or nothing.
 week went by in this fashion. turing us all to security. I was sttll lean, but fairly strong again. vaH. left to himself or to the women of the party, took to talking with me now and then. l thought he was uneasy. More than once he expressed a regret that he had taken the cruise, laying his discoutent to the long inaction. But the real reason was Turner's jeal-
  somaniac. knew It. and vull knew that knew.
 Ca the Sth we encountered bad weather. the first wind Of the cruise. All hands were required for tacking. and | was stationed oH the forecastle head with one other man. Williams. the butler, succumbed to the weather. and at o'clock Miss Lee made her way forward through the driving raln and asked me if could take his place.
 l said that l was probably not so useful that I could not be spared and that I would try. Vai's suggestion had come back to me. and this was my chance to get Williams keys. Miss Lee having spoken to the captain. | was relieved from duty and went aft with her. What with the pluugiBg of the vessel and the slippery decks she almost fell twice and each time I caught her
 The second time she wrenched her an kle and stood for a moment holding to the rail, while ] waited beside her She wore heavy ulster of some rough material and a sRan. soft hat of the same material pulled over her ears. Her soft hair lay wet across her fore head
 "How are you liking the sea. Les HeT she said after she had tested her ankle and found the damage inconsid- erable
 "Very much, Miss Lee"
 "Do you Intend to remain a-a sailor?"
 'I am not a sailor. am a deck steward. and ] am about to become | butler"
 'That was our agreement" she flash l ed at me.
 Certainly. And to know that l in tend to fulfill 1t to the letter 1 have only to show this"
 It had been one of McWhirters in- l spirauons. on learning how ] had been engaged. the small book called "rhe l Perfect Butler" I took 1t from the ] pocket of my flannel shirt, under my | oilslzins. and held it out to her.
 "l have not got very far" ] said ! humbly. "Its not inspiring reading I've got the wineglasses strengthened out. but 1t seems lot of fuss about nothing. Wine is wine, isn't 1t? What i difference, after an, does a hollow stem or green glass make"-
 The rain was beating down on us ''The Perfect Butler" was weeping tears. as it's chart of choice vintages was mixed with water. Miss Lee look ed up, smiling. from the book.
 You prefer "a jug of wine," she said.
 "Old Omar had the rigbt idea, only imagine literally 1t was a skin of wine They didn't have jugs. did theyT'
 You know the 'RubaiyatY she ask ed slowly.
 CT know the jug of wine and loaf of bread part" l admitted. irritated at the slip. "In my home city they're using 1t to advertise a particular sort of bread. You know-'A book of verses underneath the bough. loaf of Wiggins homemade bread and thou {"
 In spite of myself in spite of the ab- surd verse, of the pouring rain. Of the fact that l was shortly to place her dinner before her in the capacity Of