The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-04-04

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 "My dear grampus, the mere love of luxury doesn't argue that a person is dishonest
 'Wou1d you let hired man help you on, with your underclothes ?'' demanded the mariner.
 There's nothing criminal about it.''
 t'HumphY Mrs. Gerard is different. She's all class! You don't mind her having maid and speaking French when she runs short of English. Her daughter is like her"
 ''I haven't seen Miss Gerard
 elf you'd stir about the ship instead of wearing out my morris chair you'd have that pleasure. She was on deck all morning. Captain Brennan fell silent and poked with a stubby fore finger at the ice in his glass.
 Well, out with it, said O'Netl after a moment U
 ''I'd like to know the inside story of Curtis Gordon and this girls mother" !
 'sWhy bother your head about some thing that doesn't concern youY The speaker rose and began to pace the cabin floor, then in an altered tone in quired, "Ten me, are you going to land me and my horses at Kyak bay?''
 ''That depends on the weather. It's a rotten harbor. You'll have to swim them ashore.'
 Suppose 1t should be rough ?' tfThen we'll go on and drop you there coming back. don't want to be caught on that shore with southerly wind, and that's the way 1t usually blows"
 'I can't wait,'' O'Neil declared. "A weeks delay might ruin me. Rather than go on I'd swim ashore myself. without the horses"
 D RI11av- cIy seemed to halt, to jerk backward un- der his feet. O'Neil, who was standing, flung out an arm to steady himself; the empty ginger ale bottle fell from the sideboard with thump. Loose ar tfcles hanging against the side walls swung to and fro; the heavy draperies over Captain Johnny's bed swayed. ! Brennan leaped from his chair; his ruddy face was naottled, his eyes were wide and horror stricken.
 sfDamnationv' v' he gasped. The cabin door crashed open ahead of him, and he was on the bridge, with O'Nei1' at his heels. They saw the first officer clinging limply to the rail; from the pilot house window came an excited burst of Norwegian, then out of the door rushed a quartermaster.
 The. steady, mufded beating of the machinery ceased, the ship seemed sud denly to lose her life, but it was plain that she was not aground, for she kept. moving through the gloom. From down forward came excited voices asA the crew poured up out Of the forecastle.
 Brennan 1eaped to the telegraph and signa1ed the engine room He was scalm now, and his voice was sharp and steady.
 T ittfxta I,o1kaxu RF,. .TarY rYa0e av.T7 fsrd fI1n extent of the damage he eldirected, and moment later the hull began to throb once more to the thrust of the pro peller. Inside the wheelhouse Swan had recovered from his panic and re- peated the masters orders mechanic ally.
 Tell me where and how can help" Murray offered. His first thought had been of the possible effect of this ca tastrOphe upon his plans, for time was pressing As for danger, he had looked upon it so often and in so many forms that it had little power to stir him, but a shipwreck, which would halt his northward rush, was another mat ter.
 Brennan stepped into the chart room, but returned in moment to say:
 There's no place to beach her this S1QG OF aallDuL pay. sgH5
 How far is tkat7''
 stFive or Six miles.
 "You'H-have to beach hefT'
 "I'm afraid so. She feels queer'' Up from the cabin deck came hand ful of men passengers to inquire what had happened; behind them a woman began calling shrilly for her husband. We touched rock, 2 the skipper ex- plained briefly Kindly go below and stop that squawking. There's no dan ger
 The captain rang for full speed, and the decks began to strain as the engine increased it's labor. Get your passen gers out and stand by the boats,'' he ordered. "Take it easy and don't alarm the women. Have them dress warmly and don't allow any crowding by the linen. MT. Tomhnson, you hold the l steerage gang in check. Take your re Volver with you.a He turned to his 1 silent ffiend, in whose presence he seemed to feel cheering sympathy l 'sI knew 1t would come sooner or later, Murray he said. s'But-magnific l with the sea like glassr' He sighed dolefully. s'It,n be tough on my mis- sus.''
 O,Neil laid a hand upon his shoulder. tsIt wasn't your fault, and there will be room in the last boat for you un- derstand ?'' Brennan hesftated, and the other continued roughly: "No nonsense, now! Don't make dashed fool of yourself by sticking to the bridge. l PromiseT, sT promise
 Now, what do you want me to do?'
 Keep those dear passengers quiet. I'll run for HaIfbut bay, where there's a sandy beach. If she won't make 1t I I'll turn her into the rocks. Tell 'enn 1 they won't wet foot if they keep their heads"
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