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PICTURE-PLAY WEEKLY
Tired out after his herculean efforts, which had finally been crowned by success with the setting down of the tray with none of the dishes upon it missing on the table before the captain and the mate, Charlie sought the foks'l, where the crew were at dinner.
A strange disinclination for food seized Charlie as soon as he sat down beside one of the tars, who was rapidly plying his knife between his plate and his mouth. The sailor held upright on the fork in the hand nearest Charlie a piece of pork. Charlie turned
the pork, raised the fork to his mouth and bit Charlie's hat instead.
"What's de matter wit' youse !" he turned to growl irately at Charlie.
Charlie rose abruptly, with one hand on his brow.
"I can't stop to tell you," he replied faintly. "It would take too long, judging from the way I feel. I — I think I'll go out on the deck and get a breath of air."
He suited the action to the words. But the deck was pitching to and fro worse than ever, he found upon reach
shipowner had received the shock oi his life. It was in the form of a note from his daughter, which he had founc fastened to the pincushion on his bureau. The note had read :
"Dear Father : Since you won't lei me marry Charlie. I have decided tc run away from home. I have stowec away on board your ship, the Sail) Ann. Your heartbroken Edna."
With a wild cry, the shipowner hac stuffed the note into his pocket. Witf another, he had caught up his hat. Anc
Charlie put a bar of soap into the soup, and with it a half-dozen plates, and then, seizing a scrubbing-brush, he proceeded to wash them in obedience to the cook's order.
the fork down. The sailor, ignoring the defensive action on the part of his neighbor, turned it up again. With a woebegone droop to the corners of his mouth, Charlie removed his hat and hung it over the pork. The sailor, at that moment deciding to take a bite of
ing it. Fearful lest he might be carried overboard, Charlie turned and descended to the hold, where he could administer the cure for his ailment which instinct unerringly led him to prescribe.
In the meantime, back on shore, the
with still a third, he had dashed fror> the house and toward the water front.
The Sally Ann was gone from th wharf, he found when he arrived thert But a steam launch was moored in it place. Offering the owner of the craft who stood beside it, his own price fo