the shoalest water was cried, and then, under a tremendous head of steam, went swinging over the reef and away into deep water and safety!
Ealer lct his long-pent breath pour out in a great, relieving sigh, and said:—
"That 's the sweetest piece of piloting that was ever done on the Mississippi River! I wouldn't believed it could be done, if I had n't seen it."
There was no reply, and he added:—
"Just hold her five minutes longer, partner, and let me run down and get a cup of coffee."
A minute later Ealer was biting into a pie, down in the "texas," and comforting himself with coffee. Just then the night watchman happened in, and was about to happen out again, when he noticed Ealer and exclaimed,—
"Who is at the wheel, sir?"
"X."
"Dart for the pilot-house, quicker than lightning!"
The next moment both men were flying up the pilot-house companion-way, three steps at a jump! Nobody there! The great steamer was whistling down the middle of the river at her own sweet will! The watchman shot out of the place again; Ealer seized the wheel, set an engine back with power, and held his breath while the boat reluctantly swung away from a "towhead" which she was about to knock into the middle of the Gulf of Mexico!
By and by the watchman came back and said,—
"Did n't that lunatic tell you he was asleep, when he first came up here?"
"No."
"Well, he was. I found him walking along on top of the railings, just as unconcerned as another man would walk a pavement; and I put him to bed; now just this minute there he was again, away astern, going through that sort of tight-rope deviltry the same as before."
"Well, I think I 'll stay by, next time he has one of those
