Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1918-02-02

We promised, because Happy had proved
that he wns an authority on the feeding OF
babies. BY this time the rest Of the sec
tion were awake and were crowding
around us, asking numerous questions,
and adniring our newly found friend
Sailor Bill took this opportunity to tell
of his adventures while i'll quest of the
milk.
II had fair wind, and the passage
was good until | came alongside the
qIartermastcr's shack, then the sea got
rough. When | got aboard, | could hear
the wind blowing through the rigging ot
the supercargo (quartermaster sergeant
snoringD, so | was safe. | set my course
due north to the ration hold, and got my
graphing irons on cask OF milk, ana
came about on nv homeward bound
passage, but something was aniss with
my wheel, because | ran nose on into
him, caught him on the rail, amidships.
Then it was repcl boarders, and 1t started
to blog big guns. His first shot put out
nv starboard light, and | kecled over.
| was in the trough of the sea, but soon
rightcd. and then ii was stern chase,
with me in the lead Getting into the open
sea, made port tack and hove to in
tlis cove with the milk safcly in tow"
Most of us didn't know what he was
talking about. but surmised that he had
got into q mix-up with The quartermaster
sergeant. This sCrliisc proved correct
Just as Bill finished his narration, q
| loud splash was heard, and ilappv's
voice came to us. 1t sounded very far of
Help, I'm in the WE'LL Hurry up,
can't swim Then few unintelligi6le
al - u. IL -.
| no more.
We ran to the well, and away down we
could hear an awful splashing. Sailor
! Bill yelled down, Look out below; stand
| from under; bucket comingp' With that
{ he looscd tho windlass In few seconds
J a spluttering voice from the depths yelled
to us, Haul away
II was hard work, hauling him up.
We had raised him about ten feet from
| the water. when the handle Of the wind
| lass got loose from our grip, and down went
: the bucket and Happy. A loud splash
! came TO us, and gr, bb.ng the handle
/ again, we worked like Irolsns. 4 volley
Of curses came from that well which
! would have shocked Old Nick himself.
When VIC got Happy safely out, he
(, was sight worth seeing He did not
! even notice us. Never said a word, just
| filed his water bottle from the water IN
the bucket, ard went back to the billet.
: We followed. My mess tin Was still send
; ing s. Q. s.
Happy. though dripping wet, silently
fixed up the milk for the dog. In ap-
petite, the canine was a close second 10
Hungry Fuxcroft After tapping all he
could hold. our mascot closed his eyes and
his tail ceased wagging. Sailor Bill took
a dry flannel shirt from his pack. wrapped
the dog in il and informed us:
+. Me and my mate arc going below,
so the rest OF YOU lubbers batten down
| and turn IN.
/ We all wanted the honor of sleeping
with the dog but did not dispute Sailor
Bills right to The privilege. BY this time
the bunch were pretty sleepy and tired,
I and turned in without much coaxing, as
| II was pretty near daybreak.
! Next day we figured ont that perhaps
one of the French kiddics had put the
| dog in the grain Tin, ard, in the excite
ment Of packing up and leaving, had
| forgotten he was there.
Sailor Bill was given the right TO christer
| our new mate He called him jim. in 8
| couple of DAYS Jim came around a rigl I
| and got very frisky. Every man in thC
section loved that dog.
! Sailor Bill was ccut-martialed for hi
| nix-up with the quarterTnaster-sergea
| and got seven DAYS Geld punishment No
| /. This meant that two hours each da,