Wilbur Daniel Steele

Wilbur Daniel Steele

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Portrait of Wilbur Daniel Steele Wilbur Daniel Steele The Younger Twin

He squeezed a wooden egg out of the blueyam sock which he had been in the act of repairing, and commenced to pace the deck uneasily, still frowning.
The tide was out, and the Equatorial Dawn lay on the flats in the shadow of Pickert's Wharf, canting outward a little. It was not a large vessel, this schooner of his. Skipper Lemuel was at the same time Owner Lemuel, Mate Lemuel,Ahie-Seaman Lemuel, and Cabin boy Lemuel, pursuing his business quite alone; and when he spoke of the Equatorial Dawn as "Fo'ty fut over all," it was with a mental reservation in favor of the bowsprit.
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Portrait of Wilbur Daniel Steele Wilbur Daniel Steele The Younger Twin

He sighed. I imagine Newton may have sighed so after the apple struck the ground. There is nothing so exhausting as a perfectly new idea.
"This is the day I'm busy," the lady of the blue ribbon suggested. It was evident that she was about to do some Sabbath sweeping, as she took up the broom in both hands. Skipper Lemuel moved off toward his beached dinghy, and under his feet the gravel sent up a staccato of triumph to the sky.
It was a month before the Equatorial Dawn had another freight for Old Harbor, and on this occasion the berth at Pickett's was vacant.
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Portrait of Wilbur Daniel Steele Wilbur Daniel Steele The Younger Twin

Skipper Lemuel refused to give up. Instead, he did a more cowardly thing—he sank into inaction. For thirteen months he studiously avoided the paths of women.
And then one evening he steered the Equatorial Dautt into Old Harbor with a cargo of early apples from up Connecticut way. Through the dusk he made out a vessel lying in his accustomed berth alongside Pickert's Wharf, and he turned to the westward and dropped his anchor in the Cove, under the sheltering thumb of Spankin' Head.
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