The Carlisle independent., 1918-02-14
CHAPTER VII.
ton s. Clair and the Five Fridays.

Upton 5. Clair and the Five Fridays. ' UCILES gasp of astonishment when
 she saw what had rescued was A followed by an exclamation of
 womanly concern.
 "1s she drowned?" she asked.
 shook my head negatively
 Just swallowed a little too much water, guess" explained one of the men from the boat. Shell be all right as-soon as she gets a cup of hot coffee in her.
 "Who is she, Captain Perkins, and why is she dressed that way?" asked Lucille, ignoring the reference to coffee.
 T dunno who she be-" said the cap tain. "She come aboard at Buena Vista and said she was going to Fair View"
 kssed like that?'
 sir; she was dressed swell Whd4 we struck the rock over wonder told her we might have to swim and she'd orter dress just as light as possi- ble. She went into the cabin with her grip, and when she came out she was like this and asked me if I calculated that was light enough. I lowed it was, and we didn't have no time for expla- nations, because just then we broke in two"
 We made a rough Stretcher and car ried the unconscious girl to the house. When we had placed her in an upstairs room we left her to Lucile's care and had stag party in my bedchamber. There were now six men of us.
 Of the newcomers the captain was a tall, wiry old man with sharp, ferret black eyes and a set of whiskers cor rectly trimmed for one of the natives" in "Shore Acres"
 One of the other men, a green, lanky youngster. was obviously an employee on the boat The other was just as obviously passenger. The boatmen were inclined to take things philosoph- ically. The passenger was annoyed and uncomfortable under the incon- veniences he had been made to suffer He was not a fat man, but he had build similar to mine before I started fasting.
 I offered the passenger suit of my clothes. You're about my build," l suggested.
 He looked at me with disfavor, as if to say, T hope not" but accepted just the same.
 told the captain and the other man T would outfit them with some of MT. Greens old clothes. I rummaged the closets, but all I could find was a slightly moth eaten suit of evening clothes and a red and white blazer. 1 had never suspected Mir. Green of own- ing anything as frivolous as that.
 The captain possessed himself of the evening clothes and while he was put ting them on I asked what had hap pened.
 "N didn't have no business putting out" he replied, but that good looking girl there seemed in an awful sweat to get to Fair View, and old as I be, I let her hornswoggle me. My biler were not in first class shape. In fact, may say that some of her flues was con- structed on the general principle of a doughnut, which is more hole than any, thing else. Jim, here. my engineer, ain't a regular engineer, being as how he learned by correspondence, but l hikd him because he's one of the best cooks in the state. He must have done something wrong'-
 The other man tried to interrupt.
 'I know"-the captain brushed him verbally one side-"but you must have done something. Anyhow we plumb lost our steam completely. Drowned the fires too. Afore we could do any thing we straddled the rocks out here and you know the rest. Now If you want a rattling good cup of coffee and