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Ty William MacHarg
andEd*in Balmer
Illast•ati.ns by IRWIN MYERS
Gayrlght by Edwi Rahn.
one had Made Alan promise to write
her., if lie was not to return, regarding
what he learned; and a letter clime to
het' 'on the fourth day from him In
Manitowoc. The post oniee employee's
had no recollection, be said, of the
person who had malted the package;
It simply had been dropped by some
one into the receptacle for mailing
packages of that sort, Alan, however,
was continuing his inquiries.
She wrote to 111111 in reply; in lack
of anything mc' a Important to tell
him, she rotated some of her activities
and Inquired about his. After she had
written him thus twice, he replied, de-
scribing his life on the boats pleasant-
ly and' humorousli then, though she
inimectkcteiy replied, she did not hear
from him again.
A new !ilea lied selzed Constance.
Captain Caleb Stafford was named
amongthe lost, of course; with hi
m
had perished his son, a boy of three.
That was all that was said, and all
that was to be learned of him, the
boy,
Alan had been three then. This was
wild, crazy speculation. The ship was
lost with all hands; only the Drum,
believed in by the superstitious and
the most ignorant, defiled that. The
Drum said thnt one soul had been
saved, How could n child of three
have been saved when strong men, to
tine.last one, had perished? And, If he
had been saved, he was Stafford's son.
!Why should Uncle Benny have sent
him away and cared for hlm and then
sent for Wm and, himself disappear-
ing, leave all he had to—Stafford's
son?
Or was ehe Stafford's son? Her
thought trent back to the things which
had been sent—the things from a
man's pockets with a wedding ring
tunoug them. She had belieeved that
the ring cleared tine mother's name;
might it i1 reality only more Involve
it? Why had it conte book Ilk!' this to
the man by whom perhaps, It had been
given? Henry's words come rtguin mad
again to Constance, 'JV's a queer eon -
cern you've got for Ben. Leave It
alone, I tell you!" 110` knew ' then
something about c'ncle Benny which
tight have brnnght nn some terrible
rldng whlcb 1lenc'y did not know hilt'
might guess? Constanee went weak
within, I.ncle Penny's wife hart left
him, she remembered. Was it (tetter,
after all, to 'leave It alone?"
A telegraph envelope addressed to
her father was an the table in the hell.
A servant told her the message hall
mune an hour before, end that he had
telephoned to Mr. Sherr11l'e ;ghee, hut
Mr, Sherrill was not in. 'There 0'u,; no
reason for her thinking that the Ines.
sum- night, be from Alan except his
T esenr•e hi her thou^hte, but she went
at once to the telephone mud Neilerl
her father, He was in now, and he
rllreettel her to open the 1neSsnge and
rend It to 111111,
"MVP Solite 011e," site read aloud;
she choked to her o:miteutent et whet
mance next—"I lave 811)0,• rine who
knew lir. (lnrvet well eurugh to reeog.
n1z0 him, even if rr,.O' ehnn_",erl,
meet riurferry Number 25 .Mnnitnwoc
Wee eeeday this week, Alan Conrad."
Tier heart was beeline fast, •'.tre
you there?" she said Into the pheuoi.
"Yes."
.1•',,.,11. shall von ., n,"'t
There was an hnstent's silence. R
shell to myself," her farther seta,
Sie hung np the receiver. Had Alan
found L'uole )fenny? Ile had f"tn.ci.
a'+plrtrtrtly, c,,tne ole tvhlise 1•escto-
blancu to the pirtura she Mall simete'
hint was narked enmesh to nutke.1?.'.
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believe that nersnit might be Benjamin
Corvet; or be had heard of some one
who, from the account he had received,
he thought might be. She read again
the words of the telegram ..., "even
If greatly changed 1" and She felt star-
tling and terrifying warning in that
phrase.
' CHAPTER XIV
01(1 Burr of the Ferry.
It was !n late November and while
the coal carrier Pontine, on which he
was serving as lookout, wits in Lake
Superior that Alan nest heard of Jim
Burr. The mime spoken among some
other names in casual conversation by
a member of the crew, stirred and ex-
cited hint; the name James Burr, or -
curing on Benjamin Corvet's list, had
borne opposite It the legend "All dis-
appeared; no truce," and Alan, whose
Inrestlgatiuns bud accounted .for all
others whorl the list contained, had
been able regarding Burr only to verify
the fact that at the address given no
one of this name sus to be found.
He questioned the oiler who had
mentioned Burr, The man had met
Burr one night in Manitowoc with
other men, and something about the
old man bad impressed both his name
and Image on ham; he knew no more
than that. At Manitowoc1—theplace
from which Captain Stafford's watch
had been sent to Constance Sherrill
and where -Alan had sought for, but
had fulled to find, the sender! Had
Alun stumbled by chance upon the one
whom Benjamin Corvet hall been un-
able to trace?
Alan could not leave the Pontine and
go at once to .Manitowoc to seek Burr;
for 11e was needed where Ile was. It
was fully a week later and after the
Pontiac had been laden again and had
repassed the length of Lake Superior
than Alan left the vessel at Sault Ste.
Marie and tools the train for Manito-
1F"P. .
The little lake port of Manitowoc,
which he reached In the hate afternoon,
was turbulent with the lake season's
approaching cense. Alan Inquired for
the seamen's drinking place, where his
lufurmant had met Jim Burr; following
the db•ecti me he received he trade his
way along the river brink until he
found It.
Tile proprietor knew old Jim Burr,
yes. Burr was a wheelsman on t'ar-
ferry Number 25. Ile was a lakenlan,
experienced mad capable; that fact,
some pmntics before, bad served as in-
troduction for him to the frequenters
of this place. =When the ferry was in
harbor and 1115, duties left hlln idle,
r 'rr carte up and waited there, oven-
p)ing always the same chuh•, Ile
never drank; he never sponte to others
unless they spoke first to him but
then he talked freely about old days
on the lakes, about ships which had
been lost and about men long dead.
Alun decided that there could be un
bettor place to interview Old Burr than
here; he whited therefore, end in the
early evening the old 1111111 r•ame in. He
was a slender but 111115(111111? built man
seeming about sixty -flue, but he trdght
be considerably younger or older than
that. His hair MIS completely white;
his nose wee thin turd sensitive; Ids
face was smoothly placid, emotionless,
000510110(1; his eyes were queerly cloud-
ed, deepset and Intent.
Those whose names Alnn bad fcunll
on Corvet's list had been of all ages,
young and old; but Burr alight well
have been a contemporary of Curvet
"You're From No. 25?" He Asked, to
Draw Him Into Conversation,
on 1111' Mites. Alen moved over and
took 11 sent beside the old mom
"You're from Needier 211'1" he asked,
to flfetO' 111111 into rntivel'8l 111111,
"Ye8."
"Ivo been Working 011 the carrier
Pontine as lookout. She's on her way
to tie up el ('leveitnd, an 1 left her
and 1(110' on here. You don't know
whether there's 8 chance for me to get
n place, through the winter on Number
25r
((Id Burr 10000ted ono of our boys
has been talking of leaving, I don't
know- when he exlntts to go, You
11111111 itsk,'
"Thank. yen; I well. My name's
t r nrul --Ahiu (','maul!"
111• (1150' n11 rei.otudtlo❑ e1' the mune
fn Iturn' 100eptil'11 01 It: lint Int lad
11111 1.!/11144(41 111 it. '1 I •. Lf
f l nIeic111 l of tt I'"
11,,,,! h7i'l bund ,11;
knowledge 1,1 .1till 1 1.(15(1 or 111
heart the tonne 1,1 1•e,
Alan was silent, watehing the ot(i
11101111 Burr, Silent too seemed listening
to Die conversation Welt (tuneto
them from the tables near by, where
fuea were talking of cargoes, and of
ships and of men who wetted and
sailed upon them,
"flow lung have you been on the
lakes?" Alts inquired.
"All my life."
"I)o you retnenlber the Miwska?"
Old Burr nabruptly and d
Alun tur
with a sluedes S(l'nt(1ly whicstudieh
seemed to look l(1tn through and
through ; yet while his eyes remained
fixed on Alan suddenly they grew
blank. Ile was not thinking now of
Alun, •but had turned his tbuughts
within himself.
"1 remember her—yes. She was lost
in '55," he said. "In '05," lie repeated.
"Ohl you know Benjamin Curvet?"
Alan asked,
old llurr starved at hila uncertainly.
"1 know who he Is, of course."
"You never met Ilia?"
"No,"
'1)ir1 you receive a communication
front him seole time this year—u re-
quest to send some things to hiss. Con-
stance Sherrill at Harbor Point?"
"1 never heard of Miss Constance
Sherrill. To send what things?"
"Sever•,>j things—among them a
watch which h belonged had a tea to Captain
t, n
Stafford of the illw nl a,"
Old Burr got up stridently and stood
geeing down at Alun. 'A watch of
Captain Stafford's?—no," he said agi-
tatedly: "No 1"
He moved away and left the place;
and Alun sprang up and followed him.
He was not, It seemed probable to
Alan now, the James Burr of Corvet's
list; at least Alan could not see how
he could be that one Among the
names of the crew u1 the .11hvaka Alan
had found that of u Frank Burr, and
his inquiries had Informed him that
this manwas a nephew of the James
Burr who had itved near Port Corbay
and. had "disappeared" with all his
family. Old Burr had not lived at Port
Corbay—et least, he claimed not to
have lived there; he gave another ad-
dress and assigned to himself quite dif-
ferent
ifferent connections. For every member
of the crew of the Mlwaka there had
been a corresponding, but different
name upon Corvet's list—the name of
a close relative. If old Burr was not
related to the Burr on Oorvet's list,.
what connection could he have with
the Mlwaka, and why should Alan's
questions haveagitated him so? Alan
would not lose atriaof old Burr until
he had learned the reason for that.
He followed, as the old man crossed
the bridge and tarred to his left
among the buildings en the river front.
Burr's figure, vague In the dusk,
crossed the railroad yards„and (nude
its way to where a huge black bulk,
which Alan recognized as the ferry,
loomed at the waterside. Ile disap-
peared aboard It. Alan, following him,
gazed about.
A long, broad, black boat the ferry
was, almost four hundred feet to the
0111, bluff bow.
Alan thrilled a little at his Inspec-
tion of the vessel. He had not seen
close at hand before one of these great
craft which, throughout the wiuter,
brave ice and storm atter all—or near-
ly all—other lake boats are tied up.
He had not meant to apply there when
he questioned old Burr about a berth
on the ferry; he had used that merely
as 11 Gleans of getting into conversa-
tion with the old mmn. But now he
meant to apply; for 11 would enable
hint to find out mare about old Burr.
No berth on the ferry was vacant
yet but nue soon would be, and Alan
was accepted in lieu of the man wile.
wits about to leave; his wages would
not begin until the other man left, but
in the meantime he could remain
nheme!.
All that Nees known dttihitely about
old Burr on the ferry, it appeared, was
that he 11,1(1 jutned the vessel In the
early sla•Il,5. Bolero blunt. they did
1101 knew ; he might he nn old btkentan
who, after spending years ashore, had
rcturued to the lakes for u livelihood.
The next morning, Alan approached
old Burr in the ('[ewes 511urters and
tried to draw 111m Into (111t'l' uttion
11gniti about himself ; but Burr 01113'
stared at 111111 01t11 his intent and o&1'
ly lutrospertive eves and would not
talk upon this subject. A week: plumed;
Alen, established as a lookout: tem!•. on
Number 25 and carrying on lits 11111155.
5150 Burr daily and 51111 * t . ory hour;
his wiltrb cnincldmd with lhtl•r's thatch
et the wheel --they went on duty and
were relived together. Yet better
acqunintntlte did not make the old
1111111 more , omtntmlrath e a seore of
limes Alan !attempted to get hint to
tell more about himself, Ilut he evaded
Alani s gnosttons 1111,1, If Allt11 persisted,
he avoided 111m,
On deck, Olin night, listening while
old Burr talked. exeitelnent suddenly
seized Ala n, purr claimed to be en
Lhgl eltuntn born 111 l.iverpeol. He hull
been, be saki, it seaman in the British
navy; ho 1111(1 been present at the
shell11,4 of Alexandria 1 later, beoanse.
of S11[e1' dtfllenhy, which ilc glossed
((ver, he had deserted and had color to
"the Nimes;” he had beets first n deck.
hand, then the nude of 11 tramp solemn-
er on the lances. Alan, gazing at the
old man, felt exn1tiltinit leaping and
throbbing ((1111in 11101, This lite which
old lltlrr was rehearsing to him as his
own, wits the netted life of Munro
l'tirOnabter, one or the men on Con.
vet's list regarding whom Alan had
oeeut 01(!0 to obtain full information
Alan sped below, when he Was re-
lieved from tvateh, and got out the
eippi,h left by Curvet end the notes
,f what he himi+eli' 111111 leurned In 1116
bats 1e the hoc les of these ileople,
?le e'll'e1it,.,i gram ereet11 bis he
u (1 over them; he found that lie
1 t., tt vv 1 th.ir aid for all
rt. elm 1 1 t 1_ ul a ill tom Old liurt•'s
1'11' , - 0'i Cu, true; yet
•e +11, t 110 11 lottn. 'They--
tr hu rents. at least' -w' ere aetuali.
ties. They were woven from the lives
rf those upon Corvet's llst! Alan felt
nls skin pI-lcklitg 0111.1 the blood heat-
ing fast in his temples. How could
.3urr have lumen these incidents?
1Vho could he be to know them all? To
what man, but one, could all of them
be known? Was obi Burr , . , Ben-
jamin Corvet?
Alan telegraphed that (lay to. Sher-
rill ; but when the message had gone
doubt seized him. Benjamin Corvet,
when he (vent away, had tried to leave
his place and purer among lakemen
to Alan Alien, refusing to accept what
Corvet had left until f'erret's reason
should be known, had felt obliged also
to refuse friendship with the lherrtlls,
\\'hen revelation came, world It make
possible Alan's acceptance of the plane
Corvet had prepared for hint, or would
It leave him where he was? Would if
tiring 111211 nearer to C'onstauce Sher-
rill, or would it set hint forever away
from her?
CHAPTER XV.
A Ghost Ship.
Officially, and to chief extent in ac-
tucdity, navigation now had "closed"
for thewinter. tv rte . Further upthe Har-
bur, beyond Number 25, glowed the
white lanterns marking two vessels
moored and 'laid up" till spring; an -
ether was still to the active process of
"laying up," Marine insurance, as re-
gards all ordinary craft, had ceased;
and the government at sunrise, flue
clays before, had taken the warning
lights from the Straits of Mackinaw,
from Ile-arta-Cralets, from north Mani -
um, and the Fox ;slan,ls; and the light
at Beaver island had hut five nights
more to burn.
Having no particular duty when the
boat was In dock, old Burr had gone
toward the steamer "laying tip," and
now was standing watching with ab-
sorption the work going on. There
was a tug a little farther along, with
steam up and black smoke pouring
from Its short funnel. Old Burr ob-
served this boat too and moved up a
little nearer. Alan, following the
wheelsman, came opposite the stern
of the freighter.
"They're crossing," the wheelsman
sald aloud, but more to hhuself than
to Alan, "They're laying ler up here,"
he jerked his head toward the Stough-
ton, "Then they're crossing to Mani-
towoc on the tug."
"What's the matter with that?' Alan
cried.
Burr drew ftp his shoulders and
ducked his head down as a gust blew,
It was cold, very cold indeed In that
wind, hut the' old man had on a macki-
new and, out on the lake, Alan had
seen him on deck cnatless In weather
almost as cold as this.
"It's a winter storm," Alun cried.
"It's like it that wny; hut today's the
15th, not the 5th of December!"
"That's right," Burr argeed. "That's
right"
The reply was absent, as though
Alan had stumbled upon whet he was
thinking and Burr had no thought yet
to wonder at it.
"And it's the Stoughton they're lay-
ing up, not the—" he stopped and
stored at Burr to let hie supply the
word and, when the old man did not,
he repeated again --"nut the—"
"Nm" Burr agreed again, as though
the name had been given. "NHP
"It was the Martha Corvet you laid
tip. wasn't it?" Alan ('Med quickly.
"Tell me --Hutt time on the nth It was
the Murtha Corvet?'
Bttrr jerked away; Alan caught him
again and, with physical strength, de -
"Answer Mc; it Was the Martha
Corvet?"
tabled Mtn. "Wasn't It that?" he de•
mended. "Answer rue; It was the
rt ha Corvet?"
The wheelsman struggled; he seemed
suddenly terrllied with the terror
*bleb, Instead of weakening, supplied
Infuriated atrengtlt. He threw Alan off
for (1n instant and started to nee back
toward the ferry; and Alan let him go,
only following a few slops to make
sure that the wheelsman returned to
Number i5.
(Continued Next Week),
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