Pulp Fiction, 1879 · page 79 of 100
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BAILING IN CURVES. “Oh, how delightful !” screamed Miss Trundle. “We ara — gailing in curves!” ; es The parson sneezed. ah “ We ought to sail steady,” said he, and he began to churn the water with his steering-oar. a Then the boat\seemed to dance a sort of hornpipe; it per formed so many strange evolutions—now darting quickly ta one side—now stopping suddenly without any apparent cause ; now rolling one gunwale and then another under the water— now whirling completely around—-and now plunging its bows beneath the sea—that Miss Trundle lifted up her hands and ' screamed with terror. | “Keep up a good heart, madam!” cried the parson, still — churning at the oar. “Tl get the craft steady in a few minutes.” : “ No, no!” cried the spinster. “ You must not move your oar, while the boat is going! Mr. Squint didn’t do that; he allowed his oar to remain stationary.” | “Verily, Miss Trundle,’ answered Trust, with a meek smile, “T thank you for the information. J will keep the oar still . and see what result will follow.” The result was not exactly satisfactory, for the boat still pur- sued its zig-zag course; but the parson hoped that it would “ sail steady ” before long. The day wore away and the parson’s hopes were not yet realized ; the boat had not stopped its eccentric maneuvers. Miss Trundle clamored loudly for food. “T must have something to eat!” she exclaimed. “Oh, | parson, you will find me something to eat! Iam afraid we shall starve !” she added, wringing her hands. “I thought we should reach the island in a few hours after leaving the ship.” “We will see it at daylight,” cried Trust, confidently. “Tf haven’t any doubts upon that point.” So. saying, he commenced a search for provisions. A few biscuits and a piece of cooked salt meat were found in the stern-sheets, and presented to Miss Trundle. She accepted them, but complained beeause better fare could not be procured. “You should have remained in the ship,” answered the par son. “It was against my wishes that you” / \ comichookscom j