Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-06-23

something He gave me long look, but sup
posing me to be asleep said nothing guessed
what he was after; he was wondering where to
wash his face and hands, Sea apprentices wash
one week at sea; on Saturday evening or Sun
day morning; unless it is bad weather, when
such washing as they receive is attended to
by the sea on. the deck Fresh water isn't
plentiful. We take our fresh water baths in
the equatorial rain squalls.
In a moment the kid dressing himself in
his white shirt collar, and brass-bound suit.
When dressed he made up his bunk shaking
his pillow and Strengthening the sheets. Then
he hurried out to the deck, bright-eyed and
plainly much excited.
Some one came believing forward The mate
who had been with her her last voyage was
quiet sort of man, the taciturn kind that you
find on lots of ships-long ago grown accus-
toned to taking things they come The
second mate was new. / had not yet seen him.
I was about to step from the half deck when
I heard a shout.
Get to blazes out o. the glad rags! Dye
think yere blasted ornymnt?"
Gillian looked at me speeches.. Better get
a move on and change into dungarees," said.
When the cable was all in and led the way
back to the deck 1t was raining. There was no
longer any blue sky to be SEEN The tugboat
had dropped us, and we were the road to
Frisco. The shore line, already indistinct, was
fast fading. The wind was cold. In oilskins
and sea boots the men were hurrying from rope
to rope while the second mate beloved orders.
Some were aloft on the yards, loosing SAIL
A S hoped into the shroud to go up and
lend hand on the main had good
look at the second mate. He was big, shock
headed, bulgy-eyed man, and although with
out OilSkins sea boots and already wet
through, was apparently quite unconscious of
either cold or wet. Catching sight of the new
chum he shouted to Gillian to jump aloft; but
after watching his clumsy efforts to get into
the rigging bawled, Get down; get downl
Yen break yer blasted neck!" He pointed
Gillian to where the men were hauling out on
the tOpsail chain sheets and bade him lay
back with them.
The rain came down harder; the wind piped
up. She began to roll little. BY the time
came down from aloft she was lying over,
tossing up smother at her bow. The new
chum was wet through and shivering. His
palms were badly blistered. l. too was wet
through. But was used to that.
When we went below for a rest at noon the
seasickness was scared out Of the lad and he
was ravenously hungry There was bareback
and hunk Of fatty pork for dinner. He
gulped down his share Of the pork tried to
nibble a pantile, and crawled into his bunk.
I had to shout and to shake him to awaken
him when the turn-to bell struck at o'clock.
Afternoon passed as the forenoon had passed.
I was at the wheel and saw him from time to
time, f1oundering about the watery decks at
the heels OF the men, or helplessly clinging to
a hand rail In the swirl of white water It was
O'Clock before we were below again. Hardtack
and skilly for supper. The latter, though sup
posed to be tea, bore slight resemblance to tea.
The new chum drank pannikin of skilly, ate
a couple Of pantiles and once more made for
his bunk. The wind howled, the sea roared, but
he knew nothing of them.
While the kid slept the second mate came
into the half deck and asked me for a fill Of
'baccy. Bout out of your time, amt you?" he
asked me- He had seen that was no green
hand. saw that for all his noise and buster