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-!"runk L. Stanton in Atlaxitu Constitution.
AN ENGINEER’S YARN.
”—8.—
Our steamer had just cleared Singa-
pore. My duty in the engine room was
done, and I was sitting with the mute
on the bridge watching the downward
sweep of tho tropic dusk. “It puts me
in mind of a theater sunset,” he was
saying; "they always go by the run.
And that was a pretty theatrical bit you
had in the engine room,” he said to my
chief, who had joined us. We had found
all the nuts but one of! the connecting
red head. Had another half turn been
made, our engines would have been a
scrap heap.
“Only once has it happened before, "
said my chief, “and there was a grand
tableau, as you call it. but. not in the
engine room. Our atom and three wall
eyed junks were tho actors. It was up
there," jerking his head northward.
“There was nothing buta thousand odd
miles of water and a dusting of islands
between us and Iiongkong. "
The mate held a lighted match to the
chief's pipe and set him drifting on with
the current of his yarn.
"You see. it was years and years ago,
and Iwas second in a local boat—Hung-
lrong to Yokohama. Wo were the first
to employ Chinese firemen. We had been
repairing and had put on a fresh crowd,
all except one, Li Chin. It was near
monsoon time, and the second day out
we were sitting as we might be here,
but there was no sunset on View. It had
been hazy all day, and we were watch-
ing the moon rising—just past full. It
looked as it some one had bashed one
side off the true. It got up to the haze,
big and blood red, like a the balloon at
old Cromorno. A moon‘staggering swell
had set in. so oily that it had no more
go to it than the slush in a grooser' a
bucket. We were all pretty well hipped
and iuoroee, being company for no one
except the son, and that—well, that
looked as if it wanted to be sick and
couldn‘t. Li Chin, who was dwent for
a heathen, was in charge below.
“My chief was sitting on the rails,
and somehow he wont ever the side.
You know pretty Well how things like
that galvanize everybody. Lose him?
No. The oily swell saved him, for the
old man run the bout straight back in
her own wake, which was marked out
like a dusty road, at night through a
hilly country. Well, we came to where
he was yelling and got him out. By all
law the old man ought to have got. into
a spluttcr, but instead of that he said:
” ‘Look here, Mr. Hamwoll’—-thnt
was my chief's name—‘1 knew some-
thing had to happen to this cock eyed no
side up looking Weather, but I don’t be-
lievc this is the only thing tonight.‘
"And we all said together, ‘That's
just what I was thinking, sir,’ us they
do at church when the person pipes out.
“ 'Then send her ahead again, and
let's get it done with. ' he said.
“ ‘Uire her steam, Li Chiul’ I shouted
down the skylight. Li Chin looked up
and cluttered:
“ ‘Iii, no tnlkeo talkoci Como chop
olmp.’ So [Went down to him.
“I was pretty green in those days,
and whatever came within a hair-
breudth of hnmwning made me feel as
squeamish us if it hud conic oil. 0!
worse you grow out or that, but than I
felt my hair creep. Our high pressure
contracting rod was on the down throw,
with only it single nut onl She had
the old style engines, remember, and
when they Went on a burst they wont
handsomely—no tinkering up. N ow on~
gluon, perhaps new ship, maybe even
now heads. Hmvevor, we began to screw
up-nt host the chin! did. 11an only
trust himself. Presently he shoved a
out under my nose.
“ “That your tmdemurlt?’ he asked.
The not was chipped and scribed with
bed spanner mnrks, which I repudiated.
“In what followed I can never quite
settle Li Chin's share in the programme.
This was how we were after W0 had the
cd all tight again: Li 0th was leaning
through the eccentric rods, with the
lump. I was half out the crank pit, and
the chief was at my back. He had the
spanner. All in a breath be dragged
me. backward, flat. my head cracking on
the plates, and I saw the manor go
‘npit’ through the standards. It didn't
hit any metal, but. something suit. Then
he clapped his hand on my taco and held
me alone tight, and smoothing came
down and robbed by my chest. scratch»
lng inc—«no more—4am through his tin-
gore I could just see the crank moving.
but it had passed me. it any one 'hc-
"even that engines haven‘t mule, just
you stick him in the crank pit and let
her go, only dead slow and just to clear
him. That converted me.
“He dmggcd me right out. hissing in
my ear:
“ 'Whip upon decisi Tell ’em «reboot
on sight any who lens the Itokehclcl'
lie Ilsmnedthe iron door ’twoon the
Thstmlthosetti
boilers sad no out turned or: bi (thin,
who nugfliiiholtiisstln is» also
,,_ tries on
tomsbtngoihm
sue a anemone
on the bridge watching something ahead.
All in a event. I song out my trio-Inge.
and the old man never asked why or
wherefore, but popped in the showroom
and slipped Irovolvsr in the second
mate’s hand. saying '
" ‘It‘s come to us, then.’ The route
glidn’t more.» seine old men ysipod at
m: V
‘ “ ‘Why d'yc stand there, Mao? Are
you white livored?’
"New, Mac was a Grceuoclr man,
and he said:
f‘ 'Yc lieu, sir, I want orders iroo
yo. and I‘ll shoot yer sin brother.’
Just in a quiet and matter of fact Way.
And, Scott, he would! I know them.
“ 'Shoot anything that comes out oi‘
the stokeholc,’ said the old man. and
Mac slid along, whistling soft and quiet,
to his station. Yes; that was it. ‘Aunio
Lsurie.’ but it wasn't for her that he
laid him down and died.- Poci' Maul
He got smxdbaggod at New Orleans over I
o chit of a Yankee girl not fit to black
his boots.
“The old man grabbed me by the
arm.
“ ‘Lcok here,‘ he said, pointing out
three sails wallowing along between us
and the moon. ‘Tbnt’ s the little game
your friends Lelow are after. Their
friends are coming to join in. And, by
thunder, so in our steml' He turned on
the chic! mate like a flash:
“ 'You jump down with Mac into the
stokeholo and make every pigtail heath-
en stoke her up to the blowofl'.’ Wipe
'om out if they’ve any lip. Soootl'
“He was trnmplng up and down like
a terror. ] never dreamed that a man
with a wife and family could have
looked such a demon.
“ ‘You,’ he cried to me, ‘jnmp below
and don't let the engines move a band‘s
breadth till I ring her. Then let her
rip.’
“I only went below the skylight had
told the chief from there. I didn’t care
to pass that thing on the platform again.
And besides I wanted to see what was
going to happen. I was all on the jump,
like a white faced girl, so I staid look-
ing out.
“The steamer was wallowing in the
trough like a lame duck. All the crew
had turned out forward after fixing up
the turned in China firemen.
"The three jnnks came on in a line
abreast down the wind.
‘ "1‘ here was a henthenish feeling about
everything-that red, lopsided moon
making is big, orawly snake on the oily
water, the three junks sliding along and
us lui'd's'ileut. There were ihroo things
I remember—the slap of the water un~
der our stern, the rattle of tho junks’
sails flapping against their masts and
our old man‘s fist. He. was pounding
limo on the roll.
“Then she began to blow 011'.
“All at once he roared out:
“ ‘Port, hard n-portl’ and rang her
full speed, and We began to move. Lordl
In three minutes we had got our pace.
“The junks had turned after us at
first, but they seemed to guess something
was wrong, for one cheered oil. Pres.
ontly we'd done the half circle and
headed stem on to the other two. Then
I reckon they realized.
”The first broke out into lights and
shouts. She was right under our bows,
and you could hear her split like dry
firewood. Her big buttoned mainsail
rattled on our {0' o ‘8 '10 head like a shower
of cones The sea itself seemed to yell
all round us as we steamed through the
cargo of drowning pirates.
“I looked over the rail. We'd hit the
other and smashed one side oil', and us
we prnnccd by 18th but men sliding of!
her deck like a split eurtloud of turnips
as she heeled over. Eur masts caught
our utter boat and tore it away. Then
she imam ended and slumped.
“After hitting the tint junk the old
man had been romping upund down the
deck like a mud follow.
”The third junk had got some dis-
tance away. but. it Was no use. After
her we want, our old man roaring and
shaking his list at her. Then all at once
he quieted and conned us like a Thames
nieuiubont shipper.
“And we hit that junk clean in the
stern and rode over her from end to end.
It was sickening to see the struggle in
our wake. I ran and asked him if we
Weren't going to save some of them.
"lIo knocked me clean oil‘ my foot. I
was nilly for more than ten minutes,
and when I pulled together we were
still running ahead.
“My chief was binding up my hood,
and the old nmn was staring ustcrn. All
at once he scammed:
" 'Lord. what have I done? and
chucked up his arms and fell back. He
never spoke more, but went out next
morning. We made the hcaihens stoke
us back to flungltongw—untl jail. lwent
to the hospital ceniplntely knmkod over.
"You know Aberdeen? Yes? Well,
you know that old home against the
town hull—«an cailughouse? His willow
keeps that now, and it ever you‘re stuck
up spy on you know one who sailed with
him. And it you’re flush—~"u—Blmk
and White.
Long Bum The-"tally.
London is pro eminently the city of
long runs for plays hour beam
500 night runs are quite mmmou
”(lnr Boys" survived at the deevllio
for many more than 1,500 nights, and
”Charley's Aunt, " new in its fourth or
ulzllyear, will surpass it. in New York
we have one record oi over 600 nights,
novrrol of over 800. many oi more than
soc, though a rim of 150 nights in con
slurred good eutmgh for an extremely
successful play. in Putts, M the popular
Arabian Osmium, Decoureellc's “Lou
Doc: tinnitus" has "broken the record,"
having psIIed it: two hundred and ill
tieth night. liven “L’Ammmoir” had
only lull postman, Ind "ltnpr in
Inffi’QWbua H
“Bath mates and the old man went "
Want
‘ To
Tell
You
Something.
”In Y0 Ever lake It nine of the large allure and them
Sill ill sum: a nil Willlilcl' why there was such a.
diflfl‘el-Cttlll the IWU? You know it is not bfctthr: one keeps better
goods tluu the otlmr, neither do .5 o c sell cliciperor is better located
than the other! What is the reamu ?
_ lt’s Because They
Advertise l
50 does the man that has the small Slul'C, you might say. True, he
may, but he dOcS not get around it in the right way -—dnu't seem to get
acquainted somehow !
Some newspapers have a circulation of 500, others have 3000. The
man in the bi; store doe»; not advertise in the paper with the sec circu.
lotion, that's sure; the man in the little store does that. The man in
the big store puts his ad in the paper that has 3000 circulation. The
difference in the two stores is“ easily explained. The paper with the 3000
circulation, or more than as much 3g do a= all the other papers com-
bined is the
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This little pointer is worth thinking.' about.
ANOTHER POINTER!
We have one of the largest jull Printing plants in the
County and are prepared to print
Books,
Pamphlets,
Posters,
Hand Bills, .
Note Heads,
Letter Heads,
Cords,
Wedding Invitations,
Dancing Orders,
Tickets.
Labels, otc.,
U
And in fact everything that pertains to printing, we. do
at the shortest possible notice, and lair prices.
Nothing so large or so small but can be printed at the
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