The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1918-07-19
Copyright by Frank A. Munsey
Company
CHAPTER XIV.

The Voyage Of the Merry Widow.
r X had stopped raining entirely now,
and the south wind had become
warm and welcome reality.
went down to the cove. AS had
rather expected, l found Bill johnson
there with his motor scow, the Merry
Widow, with her nose driven up on the
beach.
Bills father was Danish, l believe,
and his mother was a French Cana
dian. His speech Is combination Of
patois that he heard at home.
"Quite a sea out there" indicated
the lake.
"She shall run pretty high" replied
Bill, but not SO high like she do
awhile ago"
"Just come out for the ride" l
queried.
mo. The Merry Widow she bring
over young man, newspaper Teller.
He says he give me three dollars or l
wouldn't, by yimminy Christmas, do
It, No, sare, not for two-ffty even l
shan't do It," Then he added, with a
slight wink, 1.-THE sea she amt so high
now as l make him think"
do you know where Huntingdon's
island ISL" / inquired, vague plan Of
action forming itself in my brain.
"Sure know him. She set over yon
bout three mile, maybe four or two
and half"
well the young man you brought
over here has decided to stay for an
hour or so. While you are waiting
want you to take me over to Hunting
don's and get Mrs. Green"
MRS. Greenl What she do by Hunt
ingdon's?"
'I'll tell you later after / think up
some interesting explanation. At pres
ent l shouldn't be able to do the sub
ject justice. How about it? Win you
take me over there?"
He hesitated.
Here's dollar" l said. 1.-THE
storm is quieting down a good deal,
and, anyhow, you know the Merry
Widow is the best sea boat on the
lake."
The flattery won him. What owner,
even Of the veriest motor monstrosity.
II not susceptible to praise bestowed
upon his darling.
II guess she shall run all right. One
waive she shan't work yust so good as
she ought, but / got some wire. / fix
him up"
helped him shove of, and Bill tin
kered with the one cylinder machine
gun which propelled the barge until he
induced it to bark at irregular inter-
walls.
Have I forgotten to mention that the
Merry Widow Is an open boat with no
superstructure or canopy of any sort?
II l have, let me state here that her
lines are very decollete, and a large
wave meets with little obstruction save
the passengers when it starts to travel
from the bow to the stern.
"She shall be, by yimminy Christ
mas, sure choppy,' Bill commented
1.-THE wind she shall haul to the south
and make cross waves
He was absolutely correct. AS soon
as we left the mouth of the cove we
went through some evolutions which
l would have said it was absolutely
impossible for man of my build to
perform. l was favorably considering
the idea of being seasick when a
larger wave than usual washed over
and struck the engine. 1t expired
peacefully en- the spot.
What has happened?" I asked, with
q landsman's justified terror.
1.-The engine has stopped" Bills
calm statement of the obvious exas-
perated me.
''Of course it has stopped. Can we
ever start it again?"
Sure. She shall run some more
The wave, she short circuit the
spark. See." Bill pointed, 'she all
wet" His enthusiasm as a lecturer
on the gasoline engine made him for
get the lake outside.
1t was brought to his attention by
a large wave which tipped US on our
beam ends and dropped Bill and my
self in an affectionate group into the
stern Of the boat. where we We're join
ed presently by a collection of oil
cans, wrenches, grease cans and other
marine impedimenta
Bin removed his elbow from the pit
of my long since hopeless stomach and
scrambled to the engine.
"She hain't hurted Bit" he an
nounced Lend me your handker-
chief"
l silently passed him the article he
desired He carefully wiped off a
large part OF the engine with 1t be-
fore be offered 1t back to me. de-
clined and told him to consider it my
contribution to the equipment of the
boat.
"Now, sare," he directed, you must
hold the coat over the spark so she
shall not get by zee vizz. again wet
He showed p1e how to protect the
engine from tne elements by interpos-
Ing my coat and my shivering bod,
between 1t and the waves. This beint
accomplished he started the machin