The L'Anse sentinel., 1916-02-26

upon this. ana him. Louis passed 1ude
ment and prophecy.
~'Tis nns chap. that squareAeAd
Johnson we've for'ard with us." he
said. "The best sailorman IN the
fo'c'sle. He's my boat puller. But
rs to trouble he'll come with Wolf
Larsen. as the sparks fy upward The
Wolf ID strong. and it's the way o.
wolf to hate strength. an. strength
Il is he'll see in Johnson---no knucklin'
under. and q Yes. sir' thank ye kindly.
SIR for a curse or blow"
Thomas Mugridge 10 becoming unen.
durable. I am compelled to Mister
him and Sir him with every speech.
One reason for this is that Wolf Lar.
sen seems to have taken . fancy to
him. II IL an unprecedented thing. ]
take II. for captain to be chummy
with the cook: but this II certainly
what Wolf Larsen Is doing. Two or
three times he put his head into the
galley and chaffed Mugridge good.
naturedly. and once. this afternoon. he
stood by the break OF the poop and
chatted with him for fully fifteen min
utes. When It was over. and Mug.
ridge was back In the galley, he be-
came greasily radiant. and went about
his work, humming the coster songs
in . nerve-racking and discordant fal.
setto.
II always get along with the ON.
GERS" he remarked to me In q conf
Dental tone. 81 know the wy. do.
to myke myself vppreci-yted. There
was my last skipper. 'Mugridge,' see
q to me. 'Mugridge.' sez e. you've
missed yer vokytion.' An 'ow's that?
SEE !. Yes should a. been born a
gentleman, an never 'ad to work for
yer livin'.' God strike me dead. 'Ump,
IL that ayn't wot e SEE. an me a-sittin'
there in Is own cabin. jolly-like an
comfortable. a-smokin' is cigars an
drinkin' is rum"
This chitter-chatter drove me to dis
traction. never heard voice hated
SO. Positively. he was the most dis.
Fgusting and loathsome person ! have
ever met. The filth of his cooking was
indescribable, and. as be cooked every
thing that was eaten aboard. ] waa
compelled to select what ! ate with
great circumspection. choosing from
the least dirty OF his concoctions.
My hands bothered me great
deal. unused as they were to work
Nor was my knee any better. The
swelling had not gone down. and the
cap was still up on edge. Hobblini
about on It from morning to night wal
not helping 1t any. What ] needed
was rest, II It were ever to get well.
Rest! never before knew thu
meaning OF the word. had been rest
ing all my life and did not know II
But now. from half past five In th'
morning till ten o'clock at night.
am everybody's slave. with not on,
moment to myself. except such as
can steal near the end Of the secon'
dog watch. Let me pause for min
ute to look out over the sea sparkling
in the sun, or to gaze at sailor goin,
aloft to the gafftopsails. or runninl
out the bowsprit. and ] am sure Il
hear the hateful voice, Ere. you
Ump. no sodgerin. I've got my peep
ers on YER"
There are signs Of rampant bad tenn
per in the steerage. and the gossip 4
going around that Smoke and Hender
SON have had fight. Henderson
seems the best of the hunters. a slow
going fellow. and hard to rouse; bt
reused he must have been. for Smok'
had q bruised and discolored eye
and looked particularly vicious whel
he came into the cabin for supper.
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