He'll be frightened and--' "'Frightened! Good heavens to Betsy! I cal'late he won't be the only one that's fri--' "But she looked so ugly that I shut up prompt, though I done a heap of thinkin'.

On we went and, as we turned the next 'buoy,' there, ahead of us, was another auto, somethin' like ours, with only one person in it, a man, and goin' in the same direction we was, though not quite so fast.
"Then I WAS scart.

'Hi, Jonadab!' I sings out.

'Heave to! Come about! Shorten sail! Do you want to run him down?
Look OUT!' "I might as well have saved my breath.

Heavin' to and the rest of it wa'n't included in our pilot's education.