HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Seaforth News, 1946-08-29, Page 2TREASURIE
OF THE SEA
By George E. Walsh'
SYNOPSIS
C13A.vanalt 1: When a steamer
bound for the United States. frons
South America sinks in the Carib-
bean . sea, Dick Jordan assists the
passengers into lifeboats, ' Ha is
commended for this by Hen Pettl-
grew, a U.S. federal officer, who
was returning Dick to the States
as a convlotedfelon.
CHAPTER 11
Dick was surprised into stam-
mering by the question. Until then
there had been no choice. He still
considered himself Pettigrevv's
man; he had not thought of mak-
ing a break for liberty. Ever since
he had left the South American
port in Hen's custody he had been
a model prisoner, and it seemed
slightly dishonorable to take ad-
vantage of the disaster to escape.
"Why, the one you choose for
me," he answered. "It makes no
difference. Is there room for both
of us?"
"No, not in the same boat," came
the unexpected reply. "That's why
I'm giving you a choice. You de-
serve it --after this:'
He waved his hand around to
indicate his meaning.
Jordan v.as more astonished than
ever. Pettigrew was eyeing him as
a man, and not as an officer of
the law; he even placed a hand
familiarly on one shoulder.
"We're just man to man now,
Jordan," he added. "We're not go-
ing to leave this ship together—
can't you know—captains orders.
you go your way, and I go mine.
If we meet again—on shore—I'll
pinch you. It's my duty. But just
now we're — Well," laughing
quietly, "friends, I guess. I don't
mind calling you that. I wish you
good luck! If you reach shore and
I don't I wish—wish—"
* * *
Dick never knew what he in-
tended to wish, for at that moment
the harsh, grating voice of the first
mate interrupted, and Jordan
tumbled into one boat and Hen
Pettigrew into another.
,-Almost instantly they were sep-
arated in the blackness of the
night. Dick was free, in truth, then
—not on probation. He had the
whole world to roam so long as he
didn't run afoul of Hen Pettigrew.
As they drifted through the dark-
ness of the night, he smiled broad-
ly, while the others sat and moaned
or spoke in awed frigthened voices.
Would they ever reach land? How
far were they frons the nearest
shore? That was the burden of
their conversation.
At first an effort was made to
keep the boats together, but this
was soon abandoned by the sea-
men. There was always the dan-
ger of collision in a rough sea.
* * *
In a couple of hours each boat-
load was a separate unit, depend-
ent upon the skill and exertion of
its own crew for safety, with no
knowledge of what was happening
to the others. The black pall of
night descended upon them, ob-
literating the rest of the world, and
circumscribing for them an exist-
ence bounded by the gunwales of
the boat, In this narrow space
they huddled, awed and terrified
as much by the sense of isolation
as by the roar of wind and waves.
Jordan was not greatly surprised
when the accident he had been an-
ticipating came; it seemed the in.
evitable climax to their adventure,
and :unavoidable. A glen. wave
lifted them clear out of the water
and upset the frail craft, rolling
it over and over before allowing it
to descend into the trough to be
trampled upon by the mountain
of surgint, green brine.
After that it was every man for
r op-
portunity
u f turthc
r o
himself. There was
P
portunity for team work or mutual
co-operation. Dick Jordan found
himself clinging to a few boards
h bottom of the
that hadI s bo u
been i n n t
boat. it made an excellent raft
for one, but hardly of use for two.
In his eagerness to take full pos-
session of it, a fat man climbed
upon it, overreaching himself by
his greediness.
The slender raft sunk out of
sight, and when it finally came to
the surface again the fat pian was
gone. Jordan retrievedit; clung, to
it; .clutched it with both !lands,, -re-
fusing to yield his hold even when
the waves rolled it Over and over
and buried him fathoms deep in
the sea.
Ile had been three days. on the
raft before the will to live had fin-
ally cracked, and then, fortified by
the raw food washed up to him by
the mass of drifting seaweed, re-
vived, and once more struggled to
reassert itself over exhausted, tor,
tured flesh.
It was a real sail that his red -
rimmed eyes saw this time, but he
refused to believe It for a long
time, laughing at his own incon-
sistency in hoping and praying that
it was not an optical illusion, and
declaring in .the same breath it
could not be anything else. It was
not only a real sail that he saw,
but it was coining in his direction,
bearing down upon him: at a speed
that quickly dispelled all doubts.
As the boat drew nearer, Dick
made out its nondescript character
from its sails. A two -masted lug-
ger, quite common in the Caribbean
for fishing and coasting, with lump-
ish hull and mildewed canvas,
spotted like the coat of a leopard,
it slopped along in the rough seas
as if unwillingly propelled by a
power that it could not resist.
Long before any one aboard
sighted Dick Jordan, he had stud-
ied the craft from stem to keel
with greedy, anxious eyes, taking
in everything from the clumsily
bent topsails to the ill-fitting jib
that was forever shifting in the
wind.
"Fishermen," he concluded,
speaking his thoughts aloud. "I
can't be far from land:'
A moment later, when the lug-
ger acted as if about to change her
course, he raised his free !rand and
shouted with all the strength he
could muster. Even at that dis-
tance, it seemed almost miracu-
lous that they heard or saw him:
but keen eyes had been scanning
the sea closely, looking for just
such derelicts. It was their busi-
ness to pick up flotsam and jetsam
of the ocean on the chance offind-
ing a prize.
* * *
His cry brought several black
faces to the port rail and Jordan's
former conclusion that the lugger
was a native fishing craft seemed
confirmed by the appearance of
the crew. They were swarthy
Caribs, an ancient type weakened
and diluted by the blood of pure
Negroes A burley half-breed,
with the white part of him show-
ing in his straight hair and mot -
led complexion, seemed to he in
command, for the order came front
him to heave the lugger up in the
wind and lower a boat.
Twenty minutes Iater Dick sat
on the dirty, ill -smelling deck of
the vessel, greedily eating and
drinking food and liquid that un-
der ordinary circumstances would
have ,repelled him; but nature's
cravings had to be satisfied, and it
was no time to be critical. The
crew formed a half circle 'around
hint, with Captain Tucu, the half-
breed skipper, and Black Burley,
the lugger's mate, in the immed-
iate foreground. They were in-
specting him with something more
than curiosity—with greed and av-
aricousttcss, Dick thought, but he
could not exactly translate it in
words.
* * *
Captain Tucu had an evil, sinis-
ter face that in repose was hard
and sullen, as if the white blood
in him was silently protesting the
injustice of the trick played in
mingling negro with it; in action
it lighted up with a fierceness of
either joy or anger that had an ele-
ment of the fanatic's,
(To Be Conthitted,)
ISSt1E 35--1946
VePcz'o-e.,a
"SALAD
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Conweyria`
HE TALKS — THEY SAY
Meet Ben, the famous talking dog of Royston, England, who is
reported to speak intelligibly, although his vocabulary seems to be
limited to "I want some." And if one is to be limited to three words,
what better three could there be? Ben, pet of Alfred Brissenden, is
pictured watching a friend pour tea, _ and, presumably, saying
"I want some."
CHRONICLES
of GINGER FARM
By
Gwendoline P. Clarke
• • • •
The scene was Ginger Fartn;
the day was Saturday; the time was
nine a.m., and we were more or
less at a loose end following an
early morning down -pour. It was
also very ]tot and humid.
We heard the motor -bike com-
ing up the lane. In a few minutes
Bob came in and said quite casu-
ally -just as you might say—"the
baker is at the door"—"Well, I
guess the threshing machine is on
its way downl" Partner made no
comment at all but for a few. min-
utes I said plenty. You know —
nothing in the house to eat . . .
couldn't be done ... no pies ...
no cake ... no treat ... no notic-
ing ... and why were they coming
in unexpectedly anyway?
* * *
Well, it appears the threshers
were all set to thresh on the farm
above us. And then it rained —
and that was that. Of course,
rather than lose time, threshers
are only too glad to pull into a
barn on a wet day. And we cer-
tainly needed to thresh so there
was only one thing for me to do—
make the best of a bad job and
get on with it. Mentally I pre-
pared my dinner menu ... sausage
would cook about as quick as any-
thing . . potatoes . . . beets .in
the pressure cooker . sliced
tomatoes ... lots of apple sauce-
(it was already cooked, thank
goodness) . . . and pies? Well,
there was no time to malcc pies
but I could buy a few down town
, six, maybe ... yes, I think six
would be enough. y,
But that's where I met my
Waterloo, Pic—there wasn't such
a thing in town. I tvocld just have
to make some after all.
"Sez you" I said to myself after
shopping around for lard or short
ening and wasting my precious.
tine. No lard, or shortening any-
where.
It was ten a.m. when I left town.
It was about 12.30 when the din-
ner was served to ten hungry men.
Don't ask me how I did it for I
will never know. However I cer-
tainly did have very timely and
welcome assistance fr nn Partner
and nice Betty. They were busy
peeling potatoes when I got home.
And the electric stove was also, a
great help. The warming oven is
grand—it saved me that last min
ute rush because I was .able_ to lift
things ahead of time. I kept every-
thing
verything delightfully hot and yet did
not dry anything out.
* * p
After dinner it was back to town
again for more supplies as we
were having the men for supper
as well. They also survived that
meal successfully. Around six -
thirty nice Joy arrived by bus to
stay the weekend and nothing
would do but I must sit clown and
she and Betty would do the dishes,
I sat .... it was an easy' order to
follow .. for a while anyway. But
soon there were chickens to feed
and on my way to the chickens f
had to take a squint at the gran-
ary. And was it ever good to look
into—such a nice lot of wheat, and
a good size bin of barley.
Yes, on the whole the day had
been quite worthwhile— and Pm
hoping the men didn't feel too
badly because they didn't gel any
pie. They were very nice about
it anyway. Given time I !might
have thought of something as a
substitute but at the moment my
wits refused to function.
*
*
Now let us leave the threshing
and step back through the wed:
to last Wednesday. That was an-
other big clay. It was the clay on
which presentations were made in
our Ward to the boys who had
served in the armed forces during ,
the war. The council, the people
of the community and the Wo-
men's Institute had gone all out
to remember the boys in a big
way.
To each was given either an in-
scribed gold watch and chain. a
watch only. eir a signet ring ac-
cording to the type of service each
had seen. To the fattier of the
only boy who did not return a
clock was given. But how we
wished that Davie — happy and
carefree as we rernetnbered him—
could have taken his place with
the rest of the boys.
When the young "vets" marched
up to the grandstand the old
"vets" were called on to bring up
the rear. And there was Partner.
marching with the rest, proud as
punch because he and Bob were
the only father and son on parade,
I got quite a kick out of it my-
self. Probably it will never hap-
pen in our family again.
Following the presentation .the
veterans of both wars and their
ladies were treated to a swell ban-
quet by the W.I. And believe me,
there were pies for that meal any-
way.
Sunday School
Lesson
Right, Uses of Property
Exodus 20: 16; Proverbs 30: 7-9;
Matthew 6: ,25-33.
The Eighth Commandment
The principle underlying the
Eighth Commandment is the sac-
redness of property. To take any-
thing from another, secretly or op-
enly is to break this command-
ment. -
Falsehood and vanity are coupled
together in the Scriptures -To walk
after vanity is to walk after that
which is false. To be wain is' to
have a false opinion about our-
selves, to be ignorant of ,ourselves.
Two Dangers
Extreme wealth and extreme
poverty each have their dangers.
.The wealthy man is tempted to be
proud and to think he owes all to
his own wisdom and ability, In ad-
versity tnau cries unto the Lord, in
prosperity he is apt to forget Him
and even to deny Hum
On the other hand extreme pov-
erty has its temptations. The inan
who is starving is sorely tempted
to steal to satisfy his hunger, and
in his bitterness of spirit to blas•
phante or charge God foolishly.
The God of Nature
The God of Nature, the sante
God who reveals himself in Jesus
Christ, provides for the birds; cer-
tainly then he will provide for His
children. While "the birds of the
heaven" will teach us not to be an-
xious about food if we will look at
thein, the lilies of the field will
teach urs not to be anxious about
our clothes if we will "consider"
(learn thoroughly from) them,
"Be Not Anxious"
Anxiety is a foolish thing—it
never accomplishes anything,
When we worry, we have "but lit-
tle faith." Our Father knows what
our real need is and We can trust
Hint to supply it. If we will only
put God's kingdom and God's
righteousness first, God will see to
it that we shall not lack any really
good thing. Most of our anxiety
about the future is about troubles
that seldom come, and God will
take tarc.01 our troubles when they
do come,
TABLE TALKS
A Long, Cold Drink
A jar of ready made syrup in
the icebox for use at a moment's,
notice will prove to be a great time
and sugar saver. Quite often when
sugar is added to a cold drink,
some of it does not dissolve and
is lost. The syrupis made in the
proportion of 1 cup of water to 1
cup of sugar, brought to the boil-
ing point, scimmed and stored in
a covered glass jar in the icebox.
Ary syrup or fruit juice left' over
after canning may also be used.
Simple cold drinks like lemon-
ade or orangeade are verymuch
bm srovcd by the addition of a few
fresh berries - or berry juice.
The home economists of the
Consumer Section of the Dominion
Department of Agriculture suggest"
a few recipes for long cold drinks.
Blueberry' Quench
1 cup blueberries
1 cup boiling water
5 cup sugar
Few grains salt
1 orange, juice and grated rind
1 lemon, juice and grated rind
3 cups cold water
Pour boiling water over blueber-
ries. Add grated orange and lemon'
rind and simmer slowly for 5 min-
utes. Press through a sieve. Add,,
sugar and salt and 'stir well. Add
orange and lemon juice. Cool. Be-
fore serving add 3 cups of cold"
water Six servings.
Peanut Butter Shake
54 cup peanut butter
2 tablespoons honey or sugar
5 teaspoon vanilla.
Vs teaspoon salt
3 cups milk
Place peanut butter, honey or su-
gar and salt in a bowl with 35 cup
of milk. Beat with rotary beater
until smooth. Add the remaining
25cups of milk with vanilla and
beat well before serving. Serves
4-5.
Banana Shake
2 large ripe bananas
(1 cup mashed)
L' to 2 teaspoons honey or
sugar
3 cups milk
%a teaspoon vanilla
54 teaspoon salt
Mash bananas with a fork until
smooth. Add to the milk and mix
thoroughly with rotary beater un-
til well blended Add honey or su-
gar, salt and vanilla and shakewell
before serving.
Serves 4 to 5.
Raspberry Egg -Nog
2 eggs
1 cup raspberry juice
1 cup milk
2 tablespoons honey or sugar
54 teaspoon salt
r/ teaspoon nutmeg
Cursh 2 cups of raspberries with
th cup of water, bring to the boil
and boil for 2 to 3 minutes. Drain
through a moist jelly bag, add wa-
ter to make a cup of juice. Beat
eggs with salt and honey or sugar
until light. Add milk, raspberry
juice . and nutmeg, and beat well
with rotary beater. Chill well be-
fore serving.
NOTE: Other unsweetened fruit
juices may be used instead of rasp-
berry juice. If sweet fruit juice is
used, reduce honey or sugar.
The Farmer Pays
"Farm products cost more than
they used to."
"Yes," replied the farmer. "When
a man is supposed to know the
botanical name of what he's rais-
in' an' the zoological name of the
insect that eats it and the chemi-
cal name of what will Bill it, some-
body's got to pay."
Farmer Group
Is Still Largest
At the last census that of 1941, .
there were over a million Canadians
engaged in agricultural work,. or
31,7 percentof the total gainfully'.
occupied people of the Dominion,
states the 1-Iamiltoii Spectator.
Manufacturing had the second larg-
est group with 561,001, or 16.7 per
cent, this group included bakers,
tailors, machinists, etc., whether
employed in a manufacturing in-
dustry or not. Then came services,
clerical, 'professional and personal
with aboue 10 per cent.; construc-
tion, general labor, and transporta-
tion followed; with fishing, trap-
ping, logging and mining Having
about six per cent combined.
Although the trend has been city -
ward, the agricultural population
is still the biggest single group.
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Regular Grind) or the
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Purpose Grind).
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