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Show "I've nfton viKAired,' said the funny man thoughtfully, ''why the wheels of a steamboat don't work together." "Thev do." "Do they? I thought they took turns. Ilow'd you tear your coat, cap'n?" "fnuisht it on one o' the points o' the compass." Then the funny man walked around a littlo while. By and by he stood stock still. "Cap'n," said he, "this lio.'tt is advertised to run, but she only jiMt keeps up with the walking beam. IIow'k t hat '!" "Well, I dunno," replied the captain; "she's got a mute running with her and she keeps up with him easy enougli. I b'lieve this wind is hauling around so'-west." so'-west." "The male has the advantage of the boat in one respect, I suppose," remarked the funny man; "he's amphibious, isn't he?" "Am what?" "Why, he ran run on land just as fast as in the water." "So can the boat. I can run her nshoro in a minute and a half if I want to." Your boat is very polite, captain, I must say that." "How so?" " saw her how when I came out on the dock this morning." "Oh, yes, certainly hark a minute!" "What is it?" "Did yon bear her yawl ?" "No! What, time is it, cap'n?" "Ten minutes pant. Hy George! this is the mate's wuteli. Mine ends at 5 o'clock," exclaimed the captain, and he went oif to find the mate, while tbo funny man, muttering mut-tering something about that chap being pretty fly for a skipper, leaned over the rail and thought over the hull business. Morris Waite in Detroit Free I'res. CAP WAS WITH HIM. The Strange Kxporlnnoe of a Funny Man j on m StcainUoat. The captain stood in frout of the pilot house, toiling the man at the wheel what he ought to do from timo to time, and the funny man stood close hy with his overcoat, over-coat, buttoned up and his hands lu his pockets. When the funny man had kept still long enough ho spoke to the captain. "Cap'n," said he, "why do you tell him to keep her to port, and then ask him to keep her steady f flic'd keep steadier if she kept clear of the port, don't you t hink?" "Have to keep her to port so she'll keep away from the bar," replied the captain, as he raised his glass and gazed anxiously ahead. The funny man shrngged his shoulders, walked away a few steps, returned and asked the captain it they kept the vessel's log down among her beam ends. "Xo,'" said the captain,"we keep it in the lofjcabin, |