The Nome daily nugget., 1937-08-20


 been too friendly with such person as Solomon Becker, a man given to profanity and to strong drink at times."
 The Deacon reaches for Judy's warm hand and holds it. (She said 1t was cold as fish.) Judith, shall call for my answer next Wednesday even ing, and in the meantime 1 shall pray that you see the light" He lets go of her hand and goes home. Judith goes to bed and thinks it over. Deacon Goodwin is a good manager. stands way up in the church. and then she laughs right out 10 herself. "Oh, Lord, what a loyerl'
 Sunday afternoon Is sunny and warm. Cap'n Sol drives up to her door, his rig all shined up, and Judy comes out and gets in. They take long ride and coming home in the dusk Skipper Sol does some hnggin and Judy snuggles up some. Skipper Sol winds the reins around the whip and lets Bay Jess walk. Some different, she thinks, from the way Deacon Good win sparks woman. Skipper Sol tightens the hitch he's got round Judy Bascoms waist Judy" he says I'm tired of living an old bach up there in my house. Mother is a good house keeper but she is gettin' old. I've got enough to take care of you without | touchn' your property and I'll heip run your place. Let's you and get spliced. l know you are lonesome well as 1 be. What do you say?' and he reached over and kissed her. Judy Bascom liked Sol Becker and the Deacon was out of It from that minute. She couldn't bear to think of him. Then scheme of half spite and half mischief comes into her head 'Sol,' she says, "come to my house Wednesday evening at s o'clock and I'll give you an answer
 Now for Sid Bascom-that nor'west l squal that blew off the land the day he was lost lasted three days and then as fishermen say, turned the corner | and blew some more. Sid kept his boat fore 1t and bailed long as he could Weak from hunger and thirst he gave it up. The next he knew he was in d dirty bunk with a Portugee sailor Standin' over him with some kind of hot drink. His head ached bad. He looks around that fo'castle with it's row of hunks and asked the Portugee what ship he was on and where they were. Dis whale barque de Ellen Briggs She picka you up offa da water Leetle boat, big ocean. You mos dead,' the Portugee tells him.
 Sid tries to get out of the bunk but | is too weak and tells the sailor to tell the Cap'n he wants to see him. Cap'n | Study, short, stout, red-faced man, comes to the fo'castle and asks Sid what he wants. "I want to be set | ashore at the nearest port" says Sid. My wife must think I am lost. How long have I been aboard your ship?" Most two weeks." says the Cap'n, and all that time you've been out of your head. You can thank Manuel here that you are alive. I can't set you | ashore. We are bound on two years whalin' cruise to the Southern Grounds. | You'll have to stay aboard" Whaling hands were hard to get at that time, and whaling captains kept | out of ports of call, account of men | deserting. only when obliged to put in | for fresh water and supplies. Sid Bas- com gradually gained strength and one day meeting Cap'n Study on deck. he tn hn lon of hn | harbor. his right as citizen of the | United States. The captain swore at | him, turned him over to the first mate | and gave orders to put the man in one | of the watches.
 The Briggs kept away from harbors where there were cable offices. It was months before he got letter ashore to a small island where passing ships called few times year. At the first | possible chance he jumped ship at south American port. All he had in the world was the greasy clothes he had on. No need telling how, in time. he worked his passage to Boston and there was given money enough to get home to Skulpin Cove.
 That Wednesday night that Judith Bascom set came Deacon Goodwin 10 minutes early. Sharp at s came Cap'n Sol Becker. When he entered the little parlor and saw the Deacon set tin there, his grin changed to an ugly scOwl. What in hell yon dOin here you old dog robber?'
 "l don't mind your ungodly slurs Capn Becker have right to call on my neiehbors. Mrs. Bascom asked me to come. We have private matters to discuss"
 Just that minute Judy Bascom. who