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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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ally. Oh, so-so, Captain Jarvis shoutedback. Whats the news? Not much of anything, the tow-boat man replied. Lots of cripplescoming in, though. Captain Jarvis nodded; he couldreadily believe it. Spose you want a tow7 up, the manshouted. Captain Jarvis hesitated, then asked: Whats your charge? Seventy-five dollars. At that Captain Jarvis laughed. Guess youre one of them land- sharks we read about, aint you? heasked good-naturedly. Well, you cant sail up under thatrig, replied the other. I kind o thought Id try it, re-plied Jarvis, and turned and walkedacross the deck with an air of dismissal. Well, say fifty, then? Give you twenty. The towboat man waved his handin disgust and went back to the pilot-house. Twenty minutes later, with thetug alongside and sails lowered, theschooner was towing up toward SandyHook. They had compromised onthirty dollars. Later the towboat man came aboardfor a talk. As they sat on the forwardcorner of the house, he looked abouthim. 489 490 THE OUTING MAGAZINE
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I VE GOT A WORD TO SAY TO ALL OF YOU LANDPIRATES. Well, he said, this is pretty nearwhat Id call a wreck. Howd ithappen ? Why, replied Captain Jarvis, firstit came on to blow, and then the sparswent; and there you be. He seemed aware that his accountwas an indifferent one, and with an ef-fort to add to it, he jerked his fingerover his shoulder toward the rest ofthe ships company busily at work for-ward. They all wanted to leave her,he said grimly. Make any trouble? inquired thetowboat captain. Not what youd call real trouble,Captain Jarvis answered. Kind o likea passe) o boys. It was dusk when they tied up to thelumber wharf, and fifteen minutes later Mr. Strom hurried downinto the cabin. Captain, he began, butCaptain Jarvis interruptedhim. Mr. Strom, he said,without turning from thetable where he sat, send themen down and Ill pay emoff. I wont have em aboardanother minute—a lot likethem. Theyre gone, repliedStrom—evey man jack ofem. Skipped over the sidewhen my back was turned.Id

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