The evening world., 1914-01-17
TWO-THREE-FOUR-
F|VE,S|X-SEVEN.
E|GHT-N|NE-0UT!
Never Mind the Air, Boys,
He's Only a Poor Copy
Reader.
HANDS OFF, OFFICER!
This One Was Committed
Beyond the Three-Mi1e
Limit.

We no. my lads Pipe aft and listen
20 this merry lay. Fifteen men on
3ead mans chest isn't In II with this
latest yarn OF the men who go down to
the sen In ships and bob up serenely
on the crest Of the wave.
Down off Sandy Hook where PR.
pilots await to guide vessels safely
into port. there dwell the bravest and
! hardest OF men. Their dwelling Is a
temporary one. to be sure. and the lnti-
tide ami longitude of their home shifts
"a do the shifting sands. Their home
Is the steam pilot boat New Yorker
ana II Is given to these sons OF the sea
to observe unusual sights. uncanny
sounds and strange experiences.
Capt William Grnnt OF tho pilots
steered tho tank steamer wapello OF
the Standard OIL Company into port
this morning. Last night he was on the
New Yorker with many more OF his
brother chauffeurs OF the deep. While
the pilots are waiting for ships they
take their watch on deck lust AZ cap
tains and mates do at sea. Capt. Grant
below, sweeping the horizon with the
night glass.
SAW TWO ELEPHANTS ON THE
PORT BOW.
Two elephants, side by size. on tho
port bow he reported. And he
shouted the news down below into the
cabin.
"ForSet III" they yelled back at him,
but each hardy seaman in the cabin
was uneasy.
Two glraffes. side by side. on the
port bow" came the second report.
Close the hatch"' they cried back to
by the pilots.
Two lions. side by side. on the port
bow" was the next report shouted
down from the deck.
1.-THE reader 10 requested at thts
stage 10 take long BREATH
Good gracious" cried Capt. Edward
Pratt" and We have no Doctor on board.
Two camels, side by side, on the
port bow" came tie next report.
An thoughts OF din ir were forgotten.
The pilots swung around in their COM
pass-like chairs and glazed eyes were
directed to the companion way.
III he says monkeys" said Capt. But
Ter. thoushtfully.
Two tigers. side by side. on the port
bow" was the next report to he logged
In the logbook.
MEN IN CABIN RUSHED TO THE
DECK.
The pilots all rose to their sea legs.
In their eyes were desperate looks. AZ
they chung to their chairs. For sailor
men are superstitious men. With bated
breaths they wited.
1.-TWO mermaid side by side on the
port bow"
The men of the life-on-the-oce,n
we waited to hear no more.
"Avast'" they yelled and poured out
IN the deck. like men with the cutlasseS
in the days of old. ready to repel
boarders. or to spring from deck to deck
In wild and bloody fray.
Thin they paused and looked out on
the east wind-swept sea. They were all
there The elephants. the cameis the
lions. the tigers. the siraffes-svery one
Of them-sIl side by side In Q circuitous
procession. Around and around they
were clrclins in the swirling tide. maxi
ing merry with the rise and fall OF
the sea, not utterinG sound. appar- |
entity quite content ana happy IN their |
surroundings.
fTAs reader u odvtsed to toke an
other long BREATH
The pilots were used to strange sights. |
They were all man Of sood nerve. But |
they paied ut this strange phenomenon |
Of the sea. and the sea legs Of some OF |
them shook. Capt. Eddie Pratt was |
the FIRST to come to his senses. He |
was born with a caul and has the gift |
Of doubis-barrel sight
'Tve got I'll" he cried. ITS Q run.
away merry -go-round. II probably was
washed away during the recent storms
from seabright or Consy Island. Lis
tent
ORGAN BEGAN TO GRIND OUT
OLD TUNE.
And across the waves came an old ]
familiar sound. The wind had got into
the organ OF the merry-Go-rpund and
the pipes were working.
"a life on the ocean wave,
A home on the rolling deep''--
Eyes, SIR" said Capt. Grant to Bar
Pilot Mike Lynch. ITS as true a. any.
thing. as anything which ever blew into
ship news"
And the captain again raised his glass
and-emptied 1t,
What do YOU mean 4 life on The ocean