Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-09-28
BY ANGUS MACGREGoR.


NEW YORK, September 81 (N.A.N.A).
The Burro, an antique freighter now
in drydock, was snoring bravely on its
voyage here into slittish little breeze,
which made the waters in midatlantic
only bit puffy, when suddenly 1t gave
great sigh and sat down.
After laborious struggle through
the Mediterranean. where the grease
from the neat, after bucking an ocean
which for two days seemed to want to
stand on end, the Burros ancient en-
gIneS picked reasonable weather in
which to give up the ghost.
I'VE hove to-" a deckhand on the
Burro said, and the skipper hoped
with rage. The skipper looks like
straw on a camers back when he gets
mad. He heaves so. When he heard
We were gonna be stuck six hours he
swole up so thought he was gonna
bust"
Three Go in Swimming.
Who suggested it first this deckhand
does not know, but it was not long be-
fore three of the holder sailors, the
deckhand among them, had decided to
go swimming while waiting for the en-
gines to take up their burden. There.
thousand miles from land, out of
sight of the world, the three stripped
to their Adams apples and plunged
into the middle of the heaying Atlantic.
How did it feel?" I asked.
''Well,'' the sailor said slowly, "It
felt queer. The water was warm, but
we didn't try tricks. guess mostly it
was lonely. think we were all kind
of afraid"
Dancing over Davy Jones' locker
would make anybody afraid
A school of fish half a mile wide
SWooped close to Alegranza, in the
Canary Islands recently and there was
overtaken by sharks. For days the
sharks converged on the spot and cir
cled close to shore. eating what fish
were left and also the garbage cast of
by the Valentine, which had put in
for Oil.
Perilous Trip Made.
It was through these waters, alive
with maneaters, that Pinkie Whitman
had to pilot the huge and FOSTERING
Mr.. Saunders. Pinkie owes his name
not to his complexion but to his size.
He is feet, and that, according to
sailormen, Is about the size OF mans
little finger
Pinkie has formed an attachment for
| the bulky Saunders, who is bosun's
mate and who gets him out of a let of
work About IL O'Clock in the evening,
| Saunders, after enjoying himself in the
| local cafe, wavered down to the shore,
! leaning on an acutely slanting Pinkie.
The beach was deserted, as was the
boat, and the two showed of for the
/ Valentine, quarter of mile away.
| II pleaded with the big oaf to lie
STILL" said Pinkie, but he was feeling
| CAV. He began to shake the Shimmy."
There was moonlight. The sea
| spanked with silver, with here and there
| foamy Streaks. Those were made by
/ sharks cutting through the water, and
as they slid and skithered they made
| little. teasing sound Pinkie described
as "whoosh''
Them sharks was so thick" said
/ Pinkie, stepping out OF the way of a
pailful OF water stopped across the deck,
! ''I felt as though was rowing through
river CT meat. And that whoosh,
! whooSh, whooSh--it made me feel sick
But not so Saunders"
Defies Dangerous Sharks.
Mr.. Saunders, said Pinkie, stood up
! right and beloved out: "Whoosh you
want. Ell; whoosh then, whoosh and be
! damned, you whooshers."
! 1t was perilous moment. The boat
rocked. The sharks were ready, poised.
ttuHI, UtBStQ Ellhlc.
! who sSh," roared Saunders, and
| flung his arms violently at the sharks.
The tiny boat titled appallingly.
well what did you do?" asked.
! Pinkie, with a fine knowledge of dra-
! matte effect, paused and pulled on his
pipe He sucked and blew yards of
smoke Then he said, leisurely:
L fetched that galunk wallop
with the oar that stretched him out
! a. I..k a L. h N0la TfNnV
| I roWed to ship, had him holsted
aboard. and here we are, as safe and
cool as cucumbers."
Saunders doesn't look so cool. saw
him later. His head is still in band
ages.
Needed Some Hands.
THE queerest thing I ever saw in
all my life at sea-" said First Officer
Hahn of the English tramp Manches-
ter Castle which left yesterday, for
Liverpool happened in Singapore
early in August We needed few
hands to care for some cattle we were
shipping to Korea, and we were try
ing to get natives because they work
cheaper.
"A skinny, brown old fellow past
30, steamed up to me with a last
to starboard He had on board cargo
of arric native gin so potent that
one. snifter. would make fish slap a
whale in the eyer, but he IVES holding
1t well.
He pestered me for job, I waved
him away. / told him he was too
old. He snorted, 'Waitee.' he said
and pulled me to the wharf's edge
And then the old fellow, arric and all
plunged into the water
He swan cautiously along the ships
I. side about a hundred feet until he
came to long rope dangling loose
and this he began to climb. He was
trying to prove his strength"
Gets Nearly to Top.
The old man. Hahn said. got almost
to the top, a difficult and dangerous
job for an 80-year -old. even If hi
weren't begged down with ar.ic, anc
then suddenly lost his grip and disap,
peared into the sea. For a minute
J nothing was seen of him. then he came
! to the surface, blowing and shaking
, his head.
He swan to the pier. climbed UP un.
: assisted, and then discovered that. In
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