New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1923-09-07

smother shot Of dat stun before
take de wheel"
Ned, not uninhneneed BY his cups
extended the hottie with a roar Of
laughter "Y0n know what's good
for you" he. commented, "wheTe's
MeNab2 Let him have one, too"
He's still Al de wheel. but deR'l
think he'd care for one, He's a
funny old wolf. al times, Mrs Har-
denworlh. how do you like dis
Weat'ers"
II don't like II very we'll" She
held fast TO the slipping table, "of
course, you'd tell us u there was any
danger"
mot a bit Of danger, Yust a
sauall, Dis isn't raugh-you ought
TO see what II would be outside dis
chain OF islands, hut It's mighty
chilly" He poured the siiff drink
down his great throat, then buttoned
his coat tight,
Ned, for moment secretly ap.
palied by the storm. felt his old reek-
lessness returning,
There's only three or four shots
left in this bottle" he said, holding
up the second OF the two quarts he
han taken from the case, You'd
better have one more with US before
you go, A man burns M lots OF
whiskey without hurting him any on
n night like this. Then take the
bottle In with you n keep YOU warm
at the wheel"
Knutsen needed no second urging.
He was OF race that yields easily TO
drink, and he wanted TO conquer the
last. least little whisper OF his fear
OF the night and the storm. He
drank once more. poeketed the bottle,
then made his way 10 the pilot house.
You're not going TO try to ride her
through" McNab asked. as he yielded
the wheel.
'of course. You're not afraid OF
a little furry like dis
McNab stared into his glttering
eyes. and for u moment his lips were
tightly compressed. This isn't a
little furry" he answered at last.
eoldly. ITS young gale. and
God knows what II will be in the
You know and know we
ST. ouldnt attempt things here that
we can do with safety In waters we're |
with. Right now We can
run into the lea of Ivan Island and
find harbor. There's a good one |
Just south of the point
Were not going TO run into Ivan /
Island. ! want to feel dry land.
We're going to head on toward Tar
Island
you run little more OF that bottle
down your neck and yon'll be head
Ing us into hell Listen, Cap'n."
McNab paused, deeply troubled You
et me take the wheel. and you go In
and celebrate with the party. You
won't do any damage then"
And you get back to your engine
and mind your own business" Little
angry points of light shot into Knut-
sens eyes.
McNab turned to the door where
for moment he stood listening to
he wild raging of the wind. Then
ne climbed down into the engine
Dom.
There WAS nothing in his face, as
le entered, to reveal the paths of |
lis thought. He was wholly casual,
wholly commonplace, seemingly not
n the least alarmed. He stepped to
sess' side, half smiling.
II wonder If you can help me?" he
sked.
The girl stood up, a straight. ath-
etc figure at his side. "I'll try, of
1T depends-have you any in
uence with young Cornet"
Bess slowly shook her head. I'm
fraid l can't help YOU" she told him.
cry gravely. Il have no influence
nth him at all. What Is 1t you
tanted me to do?"
Il wanted you to tell him to put up
he booze. Particularly to keep the
aptain from getting any more
There's only one way" The girls
ps were close to his ear, else he
ouldn't have heard in the roar of the
torn and the Tapping Of the sails
McNab looked at her as before now
e had looked at strong men with
,hom he had stood the watch.
What are you gettin att"
His voice was gruff, but it didn't
ffend her. She felt that they were
n common ground.