Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-02-27

will always enjoy good health. Mr..
Kettle, me man, and not want
morning till you're master Of your
own ship and have a mate to do the
work for you. If you stick to Hor.
ner's Perfect Cure, that Mrs. Farnish
brought you up on, you'll have little
to complain of in the way of internal
trouble"
THAT you, sir, I'm pretty regular
put in my two doses of Horners
every week, and reap the benefit AS
for morning a chief officers pay
on tramp simply won't run to It,
it he takes bottle of beer with his
dinner"
Especially If he wants to save up
for his evenings ashore when he feels
it's up to him to give the girls a
treat" Captain Farnish winked a
damp eye. Pretty little piece that
you were trotting round Cathedral
Square in Vera Cruz, Owen me man -"
The mate laughed. "She was Civ
ing me Spanish lessons, sir. But
didn't know we met you"
Owen Kettle was the son OF Cap.
tain Farnish's old skipper, and after
in the China Seas, the Furnishes had
brought up the boy with their own
children. Mrs. Farnish ruled that
household with a rod of Malacca,
and during Captain Saturday Far.
nish's brief spells ashore, when his
tongue had been fabricated into in
discretions, he often received stripes
even in the bosom of his family, as
all Merseyside Terrace, Birkenhead
knew full we'll, to it's grim amuse-
ment
Even now the narrow house in the
narrow street across the river at
Liverpool was the only place that
Kettle considered as home through
out all the marches of the universe
and though the chance of service had
thrown him on the Norman Towers
as chief officer to his own foster
father, and though they addressed
one another by those formal titles
which the hard and fast etiquette of
the sea sets out its rubrics, there
remained under IL surface much of
the old careless, if underlined affec.
ton.
Well" said Captain Farnish, "as
the old woman isn't here to object
God bless her!-and we seem to have
made goodish run, I think I'd re-
peat the prescription. You might
make It up, me man. It'll be practice
for you when you have ship of your
own, and have to know how to pour
out whisky without overlooking the
dose. And put the bottle back on
it's shelf, and shut the wash-stan'
SOS my steward isn't tempted. Wei
here's"
| But Captain Farish's genial toast
| remained unvoiced, and he sat back
heavily in the big broken-springed
velvet chair, with the beverage slop-
ping over the edge of his tumbler
Kettle followed his gaze. Framed
in the brass ring of a port was the
bilious face of Mr.. Andrew Little,
the chief engineer, and in front of
it the black and damnatory forefinger
of Mr. Little pointing to the tumbler.
/ ~ u again hlutltitu thV
And then as the face and the finger
whisked away. Shall ! go and at
tend to hm?" Kettle asked.
mo, no. me man, thank you all
the same. He'll pull round if we
give him time"
He'll be ramping round the decks
preaching hell-for-sinners for any
grinning idiot who comes to hear, in
side of ten minutes. His latest craze
is that all who do not starve them
selves are doomed to perdition. Fancy
an officer. even though he be an
engineer. telling that to gang OF
old sailors who are ramping to get
their full Board of Trade whack.
don't think it's good for the chiefs
inside to be allowed the run of his
tongue when these luny fits come on
him, and Pm certain it's bad for the
discipline of the ship"
"Very difficult thing TO coerce a
chief engineer. as you'll learn, Mr..
Kettle. me man. when you get ship
of your own. You can't send him to
his room without entering the cir
cumstance in the log, and that means
wasting time over explanations at
the Office ashore when you might be
sitting with your wife at a music.
hall My motto's always try for the
line of least resistance"
,Mr Little's dangerous"
livery likely. Mr. Kettle, me man.
very likely. But tackle trouble
when it comes: don't go and hunt
for it like you do. and it's astonish,
ing how much one slips out of If one
follows that principle There's tina,
niger. for instance, that you we're
stubbing your toe against half an
hour ago"
He's bad niger that, bone idle,
and saucy. But I'll make him into
a good dog before I'm through with
with him"
Did he ever try to knife you be-
fore?"