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Pace 14 The EASTERNER Fesrvary, ] 926 The Cruise of the Wild Goose (As related to Everyn Burns, 26) One of the gayest and most adventurous lives is that of the sea-farer; and a vacation being the time of gaiety and adventure, Cap- tain Joe and Clem set out to breathe the salty air. Captain Joe was a weather-beaten old salt, and Clem a jolly ‘‘cooky’’; but now that school has reopened the weathered salt and the gay young tar undergo a transformation and become Mr. Kochka and ‘‘Clemie’’ Did- den again. However, on clear, star-lit nights, Clem re- calls the gentle swaying of the Wild Goose and Captain Joe feels the friendly slap of the dancing wave against his cheek. Last summer when the sea called loudest, Captain Joe and Clem motored to Galesville and boarded the skipjack Wild Goose. The Wild Goose which for eighteen years had car- ried several thousand tons of oysters up and down Tangier Sound, was to see new usage. Her rather cramped cabin was to contain the bunks of two land-lubbers starting out on an adventure with the sea. The sun gilded young Clem’s hair as he threw off the ropes holding her, and she fell off under a moderate southwester and headed with the wind to- wards the distant bay. They were bound for Barnegat Bay by way of the inland waterways that run fro Inlet up to the Bayhead, and this w motor and a tremor of doubt! It was a day in late July, Clem’s he was filled with romantic wonder as he es across the West River to Camp Kahler, Were any of Eastern’s girls there? Captai : Joe pointed reminiscently to the spot whats Al Walter’s curiosity brought him an nae pected shower when he reckoned not with th : fickleness of Wild Goose’s actions last year 2 They sailed by Thomas Point light aa Annapolis. On their way they Passed a sunken ship. That afternoon Clem was to get his “Stary ing”’ from the sea. A storm blew up anq in spite of his gallant efforts, the Wild Goose was driven along the river. After fifteen minutes the storm ended, Clem none the Worse for his introduction to marine caprices, Cap- tain Joe, however, suffered a soaking (his raincoat leaked). In the days that followed Clem ana the Captain learned the freedom, the joy, and the friendliness of the sea. Swimming in the invigorating waters on fair days and strug- gling with the frolicsome waves in storm the two lived as true sailors. : Clem grew proficient in the eulinary art by preparing meals (for which experience some girl may one day be thankful), and Captain Joe grew stout under such tender care. At Back Creek they had the fortune to meet a party of cruisers who towed them to Delaware City. The party anchored at Chesapeake City, where they visited the St. George, a relic of past prosperity. This eyening being cook’s holiday, Clem enjoyed his supper at the Saint George. The two spent a gay week at Cape May, Clem having quite an adventure in chureh. It seemed that two tiny girls sat before our mariners and one fair damsel became very m Cape ithout a
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FEBRUARY, 1926 much charmed with Clem’s good looks. She tried to touch him. But Clem, quite embar- rassed, shifted his position. The whole inci- dent nearly caused Captain Joe to be gently but firmly ejected from the solemn place for his noisy merriment. After a gay round of Peach Melba’s (Cap- tain Joe’s one weakness) and movies and sight-seeing trips, the homeward journey was begun. Coming home, Clem displayed a rare act of sportsmanship. On the way down the bay from Chesapeake and Delaware Canal, night found the Wild Goose trying to get into the mouth of the Patapseo, and at 9:30 she was beating in past the light on North Point, at- tempting to make North Point Creek. To the west, lightning was flashing heavily, and a squall was on its way. As Old Roads Bay, into which North Point Creek flows, is an ex- posed anchorage, it was necessary that a more sheltered spot be found before the squall eame down upon the good ship Wild Goose. It was pitch dark; the only guiding sign was the light on North Point, and the lights in a few houses some distance up the creek. The Wild Goose came too close to the shore, and ran aground. Getting grounded under these conditions with a storm coming had many elements of danger. Clem sprang up The KASTERNER Pace 15 with an oar to push the boat off. As he did, he forgot about the boom. It swung over, caught Clem in the forehead, and overboard he went. The water fortunately was not deep. Clem, as he got to his feet, grinned, grabbed hold of the sides of the boat, and with ‘‘I can pull it off,’ tried to move her. Finally he had to wade around and find where the deeper water was, and together he and Captain Joe pushed the boat in that di- rection. Half an hour later they were safely anc hored before the squall descended. Good old Clem proved himself a regular “‘fellow,’’? and touched his Captain deeply by his good sportsmanship. So ended the first pleasure cruise of the Wild Goose. ‘‘Clemie,”’ in the progress of time, lost his rolling gait (ah ha!) and Cap- tain Joe his excess avoirdupois. But hist! Once in his secluded nook in room 117, I heard these words of John Mase- field rumbled in gutteral tones: “I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Ts a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying And the flying spray and the brown plume, and the sea-gulls erying.”’ THE FLAPPER Blessings on thee, little girl, With thy teeth of whitest pearl, With thy cheek of medium shade, Or maybe orange, Coty-made, And thy red lips, redder still By the druggist’s special skill. With thy bobbed and shingled locks Changed each day to match thy frocks; With thy gay, bright-colored clothes, And thy many-shaded hose. Perfumed with sweet Azuré, You are like the flowers of May. Little flapper, you are new, What you think of, you pursue, What's the rage, you must possess, Let us say—a pretty dress. You want it, get it,—for it’s Dad Who supplies you every fad. When the bills he sees, you hear The old, old story, year by year. It begins, ‘‘Now in my day—’”’ You know the rest, before I say. So you listen on until With a check he pays the bill. Blessings on yon, little maid, For each time the bill is paid. Dad’s words do not mean a rap, So flap again and flap and flap. —CaATHERINE LuErs, 727.
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