Lightened ship by throwing overboard two bales of temperance pledges and ten cases of sarsaparilla. The Captain announces that we are off the Bar. Groans.
I am suspicious of the pilot. He hasn’t flashed a single pilot-biscuit since he came aboard.
[23] ]The Lithia is reeling off eight knots an hour. Wind still souse-souse-east and piping free. Weather so-so.
The passengers, misled by the name, are in the saloon, calling loudly for drinks and hammering on the tables. The Captain announces through the ventilator that he will turn the hose on them. Cheers, and cries of “Louder!”
The uproar in the saloon continues. An entertainer is giving a realistic imitation of a man mixing a cocktail. Tremendous applause, [24] ]and shouts of “Great, old man!” A young water curate has volunteered to go among the noisy pirates and try to soothe them.