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Updated: June 9, 2025
"And when I was taking the last of that aboard in the dock in Gloucester, you wouldn't believe who it was stepped onto the cap-log and looking down on the deck of the Lucy says, 'And you'll take good care of that seine for Captain Blake, won't you, Captain Marrs? Could you guess now, Maurice?" "No," said Maurice. "No, I'll bet you can't. It isn't often she comes down the dock.
And if I was a younger man and looking for a wife, there's the kind for me but anyway she up and says, 'Alice is worried, Captain Marrs, because she owns a third of Captain Blake's vessel a good part of her little fortune's in the Duncan and if anything happens to the seine one-third of it, of course, comes out of her. And it cost a good many hundred dollars.
"Tales of daring and reckless deeds which make the blood run quicker and bring an admiration for the hardy Gloucester men who take their lives in their hands on nearly every trip they make. There are Martin Carr and Wesley Marrs and Tommy Clancy, and others of the brave crew that Connolly loves to write about." Chicago Post.
'Special little angels was looking out for me, he says, when he got home. 'Yes, says Wesley Marrs he was telling it to Wesley 'yes, says Wesley, 'but I'll bet keepin' the lead goin' had a hell of a lot to do with it, too." So they came rolling in by the end of the jetty until they could make one last tack of it.
But a lot of other people didn't think it she was all right as a vessel, but Sam Hollis wasn't a Wesley Marrs, nor a Tom O'Donnell, nor a Tommie Ohlsen, nor even a Maurice Blake, who was a much younger man and a less experienced fisherman than any of the others.
"Oh, Andrew didn't really mean it, of course. He just said it to sound smart and make us stare. The Marrs are all like that. But anyhow, I'm going to keep on praying that something will happen to excite the Story Girl. I don't believe there is any use in praying that Felicity will speak first, because I am sure she won't." "But don't you suppose God could make her?"
And that is the trouble. Surely you are not going to race to-day?" "We're not going to " broke in Wesley Marrs, "and why aren't we going to race to-day? What in the name of all that's good have we been doing with our vessels up on the railway the last week or two? What d'y'think we took the ballast out of our vessels for?
Yet next morning when Wesley Marrs went by us with the Lucy Foster bound for home and sang out, "Come along, Maurice, and get ready for the race we'll have a brush on the way," our skipper only waved his hand and said, "No this old plug can't sail." Wesley looked mighty puzzled at that, but kept on his way.
"'Tisn't as if it was winter weather" it was the middle of September then "with big seas and driving gales," was the way Wesley Marrs put it, and they all agreed that the chances were ten to one that the wind would not be strong enough to call for the heavy ballast they carried.
That's not street corner talk it's official. And " "Divil take it, does being official make it blow any harder?" asked O'Donnell. "And I know the way you fishermen will try to carry on. I know, I know don't tell me you're careful. I tell you, Captain O'Donnell, and you, Captain Marrs, I tell you all that if you persist in racing to-day I wash my hands of the whole affair completely wash my "
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