Explained.
An old "salt," who has learned to navigate a bicycle when he is in port, was working a rapid passage the other day, when he collided with a lady cyclist. Fortunately, there was no personal damage; and when they had extricated themselves from the wreck, he anticipated her expected outburst of angor, from which ihe could gather little except that he was exceedingly sorry. "I'm sure as I- ought to be scuttled for it, mum," he said, apologetically, 'but I couldn't got your' signals 110 more as if we were feeling through a fog bank. I was blowin' for you to pass to port an' steerin' by course accordin'. Just as I was goin' to dip my pennant an' faluto proper, your craft refused to obey her rudder, an' you struck me for'ard. Afore I could reverse, your jib-boom fouled my starboard mizzen riggin', your mainsail (skirt) snarled up with my bobstay, parted your toppin' lift, an' carried away my anraiker down haul. As I listed I tried to jib, but I capsized, keol up, an' put you' flounderin' in tho wreckago." By this time there was an Interested audience, and the lady was mentally debating whether she should run from a supposed lunatic or ask for an interpreter.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2579, 19 August 1903, Page 77
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210Explained. Otago Witness, Issue 2579, 19 August 1903, Page 77
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