A Tale of the Sea.
A certain Wellingtonian, sending his governess home from a foreign port, asked the skipper to keep an eye on her, more particularly as the chief, a gay dog, was rather taken with her. The first night before sailing, while lying in the stream, the captain, walking the deck, heard voices which he could not at first locate. He looked over the side and saw the chief sitting in the bight of a rope and chatting with the governess through a port. The captain scratched his head, went to where ths rope was made fast, and let it run to the water’s edge. What the chief would have liked tv have said when he had reached the ladder by swimming, and found the captain on deck gazing at the stars, would have been sulphurous enough to have burned his lips.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIX, Issue 5, 3 August 1907, Page 51
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144A Tale of the Sea. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIX, Issue 5, 3 August 1907, Page 51
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