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JOHN 3. HUGGARD
Barriater, Solicitor,
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VETERINARY
JOHN GRIEVE, V.S.
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sr. College.' All disease of domestic
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tended to and charges moderate. Vet-
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and residence on Goderieh Street, one
floor east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea -
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a,
A. R. CAMPBELL. V.S.
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*ails promptly attended to. Office on
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MEDICAL
DR. E. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University of
it`oranto.
Late assistant New York Ophthal-
leae1 and Aural Institute, Moorefield's
ye and Golden Square Throat Hos-
tels, London,
os-
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, Seaforth, third Monday in
each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 •p m.
filo Waterloo Street, South, Stratford.
No visit in August.
DR. W. C. SPROAT
Graduate of Faculty of Medicine,
ilholversity of Western Ontario, Lon-
don. Member of College of Physic-
ians and'Surgeons. of Ontario. Office
In Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St.,
ileaforth. Phone 90.
DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL
Honor graduate of Faculty of
Xedicine and Master of Science, Uni-
versity of Western Ontario, London.
Member of College of Physicians and
Surgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors
*sat of post office. Phone 56, Ilensall,
Ontario. 3004-tf
a DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY
Bayfield. -
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Zotunda . Hospital for Women and
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lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons.
Hours: 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m.,
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DR. F. J. BURROWS
Office and residence Goderich Street,
least of the United Church, Sea -
forth Phone 46. Coroner for the
!County of Huron.
DR. C. MACKAY
C. Mackay, honor graduate of Trin-
ity University, and gold medalist of
Trinity Medical College; member of
the College of Physicians and Sur-
geons of Ontario.
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DR. H. HUGH ROSS
Graduate of University of Toronto
!Faculty of Medicine, member of Col-
lage of Physicians and Surgeons of
Oitario; pass graduate courses in
Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ;
loyal Ophthalmis (Hospital, London,
Enland; 'University Hospital, Lon-
, England. Office -Back of Do-
lnhdon Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5.
Night calls answered from re3idence,
fIetoria Street, Seaforth.
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DR. J. A. MUNN
Graduate of Northwestern Univers-
ity, Chicago, I11. Licentiate Royal
College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto.
Office over .Sills' Hardware, Main St ,
lieaforth. Phone 15L
DR. F. J. BEC1I17LY
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Burgeons, Toronto. Office' over W. R.
Enatth's Grocery, Main Street, Sea-
rorth. Phonies: Office, 185 W; resi-
d6nce, 185J.
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er Engineering Institute of Can-
ada. Office, Seaforth, Ontario.
AUCTIONEERS
By Jcs.eph
'Continued from last week.
The men in the 'trigging bad man-
aged to cast off the lines with which
they had secured themselves there,
and stiffly and slowly, were climbing
down to the lee rail. Theirs was now,
more than ever, a precarldus position.
Again and again the flying; water
poured over them. Plainly the schoon-
er was being eaten to pieces, and the
masts, the foremast especially, might
go by the• board at any second.
E'•mer and Gammon slipped and
stumbled forward. Each time a wave
went over they were obliged to cling
with hands and feet. After one tre-
mendous sea Calvin, brushing the wa-
ter from his eyes. looked anxiously
for his companion.
"All right, are you, Seleueusl" he
gasped.
Seleucus's voice, punctuated with
coughs, made answer.
"All here, so fur," it panted. "Crim-
ustee! have to do some rangin' on,
don't ye? 1VLonkey up a tree ain't
gat nothin' on us. Yes, he has, too.
He's got a tail and that ought to help
consider'ble. Wish to the Lord I had
one . Here you go -you! Give
me your fist."
The first man, a foremast hand, was
at the foot of the shrouds. Between
them, and aided by the other life-
4avers, he was lifted over the side in-
to the boat. The other four followed,
the captain last of all. He had reach-
ed the rail, and was about to jump to
the boat when a huge breaker, timed
exactly right -or wrong -reared its
head above the schooner's bow.
"Look out!" bellowed Gammon, and
from the boat came an echoing yell of
warning. Homer made a flying leap
and a clutch at the oilskin collar of
the man at the rail. Then the wave
broke and he and the owner of that
oilskin were thrown headlong to the
slanting deck and over and over -
"like a couple of punkins," as Seleueus
described it afterwards -until they
struck the foot of the lee rail with
terrific force.
It was Homer who struck first and
for an instant was stunned. His head
had hit a stanchion of the bulwark
and, if it had not been for his sou'-
wester, the latter buttoned tightly
under his chin, he would almost cer-
tainly have been killed. As it was, his
head was cut, and when Gammon drag-
ged him out of the surge of water
the blood was running down his face.
But he still clutched the collar of the
schooner's skipper and the pair
scrambled dazedly to their feet. Seleu-
cus, who had savedhimself from sim-
ilar disaster by seizing and holding
fast to a rope's end, was clear-head-
ed and adequate.
"Over with you," he shouted, push-
ing the skipper ,to the rail. "Come,
wake up!" with(a shake. "Into that
heat now. Look out for him, you
fellers."
The rescued man was bundled over
the side into three pairs of outstretch-
ed arms.
"Now, Cal," ordered Gammon.
But Homer was capable of taking
care of himself by this time.
"You first," he commanded.
"Why . why, you darn fool,
this ain't no time to- A -a -all right,
just as you say, Cap'n."
He jumped into the boat. Homer
cast a comprehensive glance over the
abandoned schooner. She was doom-
ed; there was absolutely no hope of
saving her or anything- aboard her.
He, too, climbed over the side.
"All right, Cal, are you?" asked
Bearse, anxiously, as Calvin took his
place in the stern.
"Yes. Cast off. Lively now."
The boat swung away from the
wreck.
"All set? Row."
He braced himself at the steering
oar. The crew began rowing. The
men from the schooner crouched be-
tween the thwarts.
The row home was longer than the
outward trip had been, and, although
not quite. so hard, was hard enough.
Homer's head was throbbing 'w'ickedly
and he wiped the blood from his face
with his frozen mitten from time to
time. .He had determined not to at-
tempt, with such a load aboard, a
landing in the surf upon the outer
beach, but to go around the end of
the point to' the sheltered waters of
the bay side.
On the "rips" at the end of the
point the seas were higher than any
they had yet encountered. The boat
climbed and climbed, and then dipped
and slid. The cook of the schooner, a
half-breed Portuguese, crouching near
the bow directly in front of Gammon,
began to pray aloud. Seleueus^ lost
patience.
"Shut up!" he- roared. "You can
hold. meetin' when you get ashore.
Sing hymns then and take up collec-
tion if you want to -but now you shut
up. )shut up, or I'll step on you!
Look at Wallie; see how nice he's ,be-
havin'."
Oaks had remained quiet since his
outbreak on the way to the wreck. He
was white and shaking, but he had
not spoken. and he was rowing, after
a fashion. The other men laughed.
THOMAS BROWN
Licensed auctioneer for the counties
Of Huron and Perth. Correspondence
arrangements for sale dates can he
Made by calling The Exposittr Office,
Seaforth. Charges moderate, an
satisfaction guaranteed. Phone 302.
OSCAR KLOPP
Honor Graduate Carey Jones' Na-
tional School for Auctioneering, Chi-
cago. Special course taken in Pure
Bred Live Stock, Real Estate, Mer-
chandise and Farm Sales. Rates in
keeping with prevailing market. Sat,
[reaction assured. Write or wire,
Oscar Klopp, Zurich, Ont. Phone:
ms
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R. T. LUKER
,Licensed auctioneer for the County
Of Huron. Sales attended o in all
!arta of the county, • Seven -y eaars'ax-
perience . in Manitoba and Saskatche-
wan. Terms reasonable. Phone No.
11.78 r 11 Exeter, Centralia P,O.,
No. 1. Ord'ar4 left at The Harm liht-
r Offite,, Seaforth, promptly attat
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tri
Homer smiled, but he shook his head.
"That'll do, Seleucus," he ordered.
"Don't talk -row. We want to get
home -where it's warm."
The boat soared and coasted ower
thehuge waves. 'Midway of the rips
at the crest of a billow, Calvin looked
back in the direction of the Sand Hill,
The two black marks no longer slant-
ed against the sky. The sea had
swallowed its prey, the schooner had'
gone,
Landing in the cove at the back of
the point was an easy matter. They
beached the boat, and the rescued men
-the coo'k's prayers now turned to
profane thanksgivings - staggered
through the sand to the station. Hom-
er drew a long breath.
"Leave her where she is," he com-
manded, referring to the lifeboat.
'We'll attend to her later. I don't.
know haw you boys feel, but I'want
a cup ''Of coffee."
Gammon, as usual,. was the first to
answer.
• "Coffee! he repeated. "I'xn. so fur
gone I want about another hogshead
of that stuff Ellis calls coffee. That
shows the state I'm in."
As they walked up the beach he
came close to his commanding officer.
"How's your head, Cal?' he asked.
"Oh, it's achin' a little, but it's all
right. A bump, that's all."
'Bump! Crimus! If that's a bump
t'h$n a man with his head cut off has
been scratched . Cal," he added
under his breath, "you done a good
job this mornin'. You'll make out as
skipper at Setuckit. I said you would
and now I know it."
A moment later he was inquiring
solicitously concerning Oaks. '
"That wife of yours ashore, Wal -
lie," he observed, "she ain't lost you
yet. I'm afraid. Don't have no luck,
does she?"
Oaks, sullen and downcast, made
no reply. He was the first to enter
the station and, swallowing a cup of
red hot coffee, went up to the sleep-
ing room to change his clothe$. His
immediate future was destined to be
unpleasant, and he knew it.
'Calvin, too, drank coffee -or Bad-
ger's substitute for it -and ate a few
mouthfuls. But there was too much
to bb done -and done at once -to per-
mit of rest. Dry clothes and warmth
were restorers in themselves, and wa-
ter and a bandage helped his cut head.
He treated .himself to these luxuries
and then set about the duties to fol-
low. The men from the schooner had
been fed and warmed and dried, and
were now stretched on the cots in the
room provided for such waifs. There
were cases of frostbite among them,
and the skipper -his name was Leary
-had a badly bruised knee.. All this
had to be seen to and the regulation
entries concerning the wreck made in
the log of the station.
Badger reported that nothing of
importance had happened during his
comrades' absence. Telephone poles
and wires were down and there was
no communication with other stations
or with the main: The glass was still
very low, the gale had abated but lit-
tle, and it was beginning to snow
once more. Homer went down to the
mess room where the men were spraw-
ed about the stove, smoking and jok-
ng. Wallie Oaks was not among
them and Calvin asked concerning
him. A general grin was his only
answer at first, and then Seleucus
spoke.
"Wallie's gone out to the bard," he
explained. "He ain't comf'table, Wal -
lie ain't. Don't seem to be satisfied
nowhere. When he was off yonder he
wanted to be put ashore, and now he
s ashore he acts kind of as if he wish-
ed he was to sea again... I cal"late
he's tellin' the horses about his havin'
a wife to home. Seems to me I heard
old Port laughin' a minute or two a-
go."
The men chuckled. Josh Phinney
winked at his companions.
'Homer raised a hand. "It's snow -
ng again, and as thick as mud out-
side. Seleucus, you'd better go up to
the tower and relieve Ellis on watch
for 'a while.. He's been there, off and
on, all the forenoon. Ed, you can get
ready to go out on patrol."
Ed Bloomer's freckled face length-
ened.
"Lord .A'rnighty!" he groaned.
'Ain't you got no heart, Cal? I'm so
stiffened up now that my jints snap
like a bunch of firecrackers. I've got
a wife up to Orham myself."
"Well, •when you get to the half-
way 'house you'll be two miles nearer
to her. Think of that, and be happy.
I'm sorry, boys; but it's the dirtiest
weather I've seen since I came here.
Makes the most of what rest you can
get. We're likely to have another job
before this storm is over."
Leaving Bloomer to lament and don
his spare suit of oilskins, Calvin went
out to the barn. In that chilly, gloomy
shed he found Oaks sted on an emp-
ty mackerel .keg, his 'bowls on his
knees, and his head in his bands. He
looked up, recognized his skipper, and
sank ''back again.
"What's the matter, Wallie?" quer-
ied Homer. "What are you doing out
here'?"
Oaks did not answer, and the ques-
tion was repeated. '
"Whar are you doing out here a-
lone?" asked Calvin.
"Nothin'. I want to •be alone. Let
me be. I wish I was dead. I'd be
better off if I was."
"Oh. I guess not."
"Yes, I ' would, too. I'm gain' to
quit. I'm goin' to quit right now.
Them fellers'll never give me any
peace. I -I wish I'd drownded. Yes,"
savagely, "and I wish they'd drownd-
ed first-so's I could see 'em doin'
it:"
"Look here, Wallie-'-"
' "Aw shut up. I've quit this job.
I'm through. You haven't got any
more say over me, Cal Homer."
"Yes, I 'have. So long as you're
here Pre got a lot to say. You lost
your nerve out there, this morning,
and you made a fool of yourself, but
that's nothing."
"Nothin'! If you heard all that
gang guyin' me you'd think 'twos
somethin'. I'll kill that Josh Phinney
I swear to God I twill! . I'll quit here
but I'll kill him and Seleucus Gam-
mon first."
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re
} hien cnln 4loil°�t:� r' ;
furf•',i" y uy k I i?l r 2g ' ora B' �'~
get yior r to ;m ere and home..
"Of'Opne00e.- t , we'll get you o
sprne,tiime tliis aftewon," if>t +as we
ther holds. lf ndbo4y' OxAW,,
trona' 'Orb= weall 'get sail; on
spare boat and 'lime soine'bgdy
VDU up that War," , u.ae.;ti an+
'By neon, ho'w
wever„ ard untie, fro), Oen' jab ai
the watchmen_ in the tower that a soinethin' and
sailboat .was in sight, coming from it''s too bad id T14.10
the direction of Harniss. 'Neuter went, Lord knows,'?but - ust 111e
up to investigate. bui?g1itn' liras a a is id
"Who is it, H.ez ?" he asked, of Reg- that piece about' ,fir p'jntenc
logg Areae
ers, then _on duty;
"Looks
wond
a e
"Looks like Peleg," replied Rogers. ter Bartlett is? ,! ., '!Hellp' spy
"That's who i make it out to be." in' of heroes, here comes. Wallie-
It was the the hermit, sure enough, understand •Wallies favourite by
and he arrived, wet and chilled, but up to prayer-meet/1i' is ''Pull for .t
garrulous. The Cape had been storm shore, sailor.' Let's sing it ,.for hi;
swept frgm Race Point to Buzzard's What d'ye say?"
Bay. Telephone and telegraph poles They sang a verse with gravity and quai ti
were 'down all along the line and no gusto. Oaks pretended not to notice awray.
trains had been through since Thurs- Generally speaking, he had been for beet gi,
day night. Someone had di wen. over mented less' than he'expeeted, a fact therm the rppo
from :Bayport in a sleigh just before
he left and brought rumours of a
wreck at Crooked Hill Shoal.
"Didn't have no particulars, he
didn't," declared Peleg. "But from
what he heard there was a..consider-
able of lives lost. They'd just got a
wire through from Trumet to Bay-
port, and that's how he heard about
it, so they say. Look here, Cal, how
about my weather prophesyin'? Did
I not tell Seleucus Gammon he'd have
to tie his hair on afore mornin'?
Didn't I ,eh? Where is that Gam-
mon :• critter? I want to preach to
him." .
He had, so he said, landed Oswald
Myrick and wife safely before the
storm broke, and they had been driven
from the landing -place to their home
at West Harniss. Peleg departed to
crow over ' •Seleueus, leaving Homer
more anxious than ever to hear from
the mainland.
The next item of news came by
way of the beach. One of the crew
at the Orham Station had tramped as
far as the half -way house to bring it,
and Sam Bearse had, on his own in-
itiative, walked down there on the
chance of hearing something. What
he heard was sufficiently sensational
to pay, in Sam's estimation, for the
exertion of the trip. The wreck at
Crooked Hill Shoal had been that of
a three -master schooner, from New
York to Portland, loaded with coal.
Station crew* had gone out to her
early the ne.xt morning. They made
the outward trip safely and took off
all but two of the schooner's crew,
those two having been washed over -
.. ,... ., v,y. ,.. .. A
end of 'Cape Cod to the other. I'll
never - t--'
"If you behave yourself they won't.
I shan't tell and I'll • ask them not
to. When they, tease you --grin and
keep on grinning. Ther"eis no fun in
guying a man that laugh,).. Square
yourself with 'em. See here,. I'll tell
you hod*„ you can begin the squaring.
Ed. Bloomer is pretty well used up,
but it's his ,turn to go on patrol. Go
in and offer to go in his place."
"His place! Why, it's his turn,
aint it? 'Tain't mine. I took mine
Homer swung about in disgust. "It
looks as if you were getting about
what is coming to you." he said,.
Nevertheless, when a little later, •
he went up to the towerr he found
Gammon chuckling to himself.
"Crimus!" announced Seleucus
gleefully. "What do you suppose has
happened, Cal? Josh was up here
just now and he says that Ed. Bloomer
was all rigged and ready to go down
the beach when Wallie comes tearin'
in and gives out that he's just dyin' to
go instead. Ed. was so surprised he
commenced to holler for a doctor, but
Wallis- kept sayin' he meant it, and,
by ciimus, he went too! What do you
think of that?"
Horner nodded. "See here, Seleu-
cus," he said, "I want you fellows to
let up on Wallie. He isn't very heavy
in the upper story, and he made a
fool of himself this morning, but we
ought to give him another chance,
seems to me. He's new' at this
game 'Lich much newer than you, is
he?"
"Why, yes, a little. And- Well,
newer mind, I want you and the rest
to stop plaguing him about it. Give
him his chance. He may make good
next time."
Gammon was sceptical.
"Wanted to quit. didn't he?" as
asked.
"He hasn't quit."
"Cal, I know them Oakses, knew
old man Oaks and old Caleb Oaks -
his uncle -and all the rest of 'ern
from way back. They're yeller, I tell
you. Got a streak of it in 'em and
they'd have to be biled afore 'twould
come out. Why, old Caleb, one time
hem-"
"Never mind. You getAthecrew to
let up on Wallie. And I want you
and the rest of the boys to keep quiet
on this whole business -outside of our
own crew. You understand?"
Seleucus turned and looked him ov-
er.
"All right, Cap'n," he said grimly.
"They will, I cal'late, if I tell 'em you
want 'em to. After the way you
handled things this mornin' they'll
do 'most anything you ask. But, so
fur's Wallie's concerned, 'twon't do
much good. He'll go out patrollin' to
make up along with Ed, and he'll
suck around and run errands and wash
dishes and all• that, to keep the gang
from raggin'' him. But he'd do as
much for anybody else if he could get
somethin' for himself by doin' it. He's
yeller, like all them Oakses, and he
don't belong in a Setuckit crew. Up
to Crooked Hill, or to North End" -
with the contemptuous scorn of one
station for a rival -"he might get on
well enough, but not down here to
Setuckit-no, sir! You see if I ain't
right."
All that day and the.following night
the storm raged. There were no more
wrecks, and for so much Setuckit was
thankful. By morning, the wind had
gone down and the sun was shining
over an icebound -coast, with a tumb-
ling sea visible to the horizon. The
mainland of the Cape was white with
snow and, even at wind-swept Setuck-
it. there was snow in the hollows be-
tween the dunes. The mercury was
climbing in the barometer and there
was every prospect of fair weather
fou the immediate future.
It was Saturday, housecleaning day
at the station. The men were wash-
ing their clothes, sweeping and scrub-
bing. The members of the crew of
the David Cowes were, most of them,
up and about helping wherever help
was permitted. Captain Leary, his
bruised knee bandaged, and limping
with an improvised cane, was nerv-
ous and anxious. He was of course,
eager to get away and to get word
of the loss of his schooner to his
owners, and to send to his family, at
Rockland, tidings of his own safety
and that of his crew. Towards Hom-
Horner and the men of the station the
feelings of himself and his shipmates
were of sincere gratitude and admira-
tion. He expressed these feelings in
his talks with Calvin.
"Oh, I know you don't 'want to
'talk about it, Cap'n," he'said, "but you
can't blame us for sayin"'thank you'!
I had about given up hope when you
fellows hove in sight. And even af-
ter we sighted your boat I didn't think
there was one chance in a thousand
of your gettin' along side in time.
'Twas a good jab you did, and if any,
thing I can say will help you or
your crew at headquarters, it's going
to be said."
"No, no, you won't. Stop! The
boys will guy you for a while, but,
they'll get over it if you behave like
a man and not like 'a kid. That mess
off there scared you --well, it scared
all of .,us. But the rest have been at
the work longer than you have and
they didn't let it get the beat oil 'ern
Get up off that kegJand stop playing
cry-baby. Gd ahead and do your
work and behave like a manand they'll
forget it by and„by."
"Forget it! They'll tell it from one
Calvin nodded. "Much obliged, Cap-
tain Leary," he said, "but don't trou-
ble yourself. It's what we're here
for, and what we're paid for. We
have got a good crew at this station
and they've never laid down yet. I'm
sorry about the telephone,, and a lit-
tle anxious, too. That was about the
wickedest gale I've ever been through,
and Gammon and the other men who
have been in the service for years say
they ne v er saw a worse one. When
we do get news it will be pretty ser -
iouS, I'm afraid. There must have
been more wrecks than yours, and we
will hear about 'em. in , a little while."
"flow do you expect to hear?"
"Oh, somebody will be coming down
from Orham before long. Seine of
the fellows up there have shanties and
fishing gear down here and they'.,'ll be
anxious to find out what damage 1�as
been done. S tperintendent 1 ellogg
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board before they reached the vessel.
But the real sensation of Bearse's
news was to follow. On the way back
to the beach the crowded lifeboat had,
somehow or other, been permitted to
swing broadside with the trough of
the sea. She was overturned and ev-
ery man, life and crew and all. had
been drowned. Only one was drag-
ged from the surf with the breath of
life pi him.
The group of listeners in the kit-
chen of the Setuckit Station Iooked at
each other aghast. Accidents, and
even occasional deaths, were more or
less to be expected, they were risks
of their* trade -,but this wholesale
killing was staggering.
' "Only one saved, you say, Sam?"
queried Homer incredulously.
"So they say," declared Sam. "That
is the yarn."
"Who was the one?" demanded
Phinney. .
"Crooked Hill feller name of -Bart-
lett. Number Two man he was, I un-
derstand."
CHAPTER III
The news of the Crooked frill dis-
aster reached the Boston papers the
moment that telegraphic communica-
tion was reopened. It was but one
fatal incident of the great storm, but,
coming so closely on the heels of a
somewhat similar happening at Or -
ham a few years before, it attracted
wide notice. The editors, sensing its
dramatic qualities, sent their report-
ers down to investigate. The report•
ers interviewed the townspeople at
Trumet, the fishermen at the little
settlement near Crooked Hill and any-
one else who seemed likely to furnish
details and help to fill space. Bart-
lett, the sole survivor, was besieged.
He was in a state of complete nervous
collapse and the doctors permitted
him to see no one, but the newspaper
men saw the doctors, the longshore-
men and the townspeople generally,
and made the most of everything
they were told.
The life-savers at Setuckit found
the papers immensely interesting. The
long stories of the reporters were
read silently and aloud. The pictures
were scrutinized with care. Seleucus,
the only Setuckitite who had known
Bartlett. was cross questioned and
catechized. Mr. Gammon obligingly
remembered everything he could and,
when his memory failed, called upon
his inventive faculties. Their own
exploit, the rescue of the crew of the
David Cowess, was completely over-
shadowed and practically ignored, so
far as public notice was concerned.
There were brief paragraphs mention-
ing it, but they were but items in a
long list of maritime casualties.
Captain Leary and his men had
shown no symptoms of • forgetting,
however. They were taken to Or -
ham the afternoon of the day follow-
ing the rescue. At the beach, as they
were about to leave, Leary again ex-
pressed their gratitude and admira-
tion.
"It was the finest job I've ever seen
done on salt water, Cap'n Homer," he
declared. "I'm going to tell my own-
ers so, and everybody else that asks
me. We, wouldn't, one of us, be here
now if iwasn't 'for you fellows, and
if we can ever' get even you bet we'll
do it. I'll make it my business to
write to headquarters and tell 'em
what I think of it. It'll be the first
letter I write after I get home, and
my whole crew will sign it. They'll
be tickled to death at the chance."
Homer thanked him, but urged him
not to trouble.
"To tell you the truth, Cap'n," ha
said. "it was only by mighty good
luck that we got to you in time. What
happened over at Crooked Hill might
due entirely! to .Homer's request that
the crew . "let up on him."
If the papers and the public paid
little attention to the Setuckit exploit,
Calvin and his men received gratify-
ing acknowledgment from other sourc-
es. Oswald Myrick wrote expressing
congratulations in no stinted phrase.
Superintendent Kellogg sent a com-
mendatory letter and notified Homer
that he Was coming down to see him
as soon as he could get away. "Part-
ly on business and partly on pleasure,"
the letter ended, "although I am hop-
ing the business may be pleasant for
us both."
From this hint Calvin inferred that
his appointment as keeper at Setuekit
was assured. The crew seemed to
take it for granted and to be thor-
oughly satisfied at the prospect. In
a dozen ways they made it quite plain
that their commander's handling of
the David Cowes affair had proved his,
case, so far as they were' concerned.
The good weather continued 'and
the days and nights at Setuckit were
singularly free from incident. Jupi-
ter Pluvius, or old Bareas, or whoever
was responsible. seemed to have ex-
hausted all his efforts in the record-
breaking storm, and to be willing to
rest for the time being.
On a Thursday, about a fortnight
after the Cowes wreck, District' Sup-
erintendent Kellogg made his prom-
ised visit. He was a square -should-
ered burly pian, whose sixty years
and grey hairs had not diminished
his 'vigour to any appreciable extent
and who knew the life-saving game
from the first deal to the fugal bet.
The men in the service respected and
liked him.He was strict, but just.
He did not overpraise and he was
prompt to punish, but -his. punishments
were always deserved, and the culprit
usually grinned in public, even if he
swore in private. He called each one
of his men by his first name and knew
all about them and their records.
Calvin Homer was very fond of him
and felt sure that the liking was re-
ciprocated. Remembering the hint in
the superin'tendent's letter he could
not help feeling a bit excited when
his superior officer's boat was sight-
ed coming down the bay.
But the' eircitement proved to be un-
justified. Nothing whatever was said
about the appointment of a keeper.
Kellogg inspected the station, watch-
ed the drill, expressed himself as sat-
isfied, and offered almost no sugges-
tions. He was not as talkative as us-
ual, and seemed to have something on
his mind, something not altogether
pleasant, which was troubling him a
good deal.
Only during the last few minutes,
as he was about to sail away again,
did he even remotely hint at. the ap-
pointment.
"You're doing first rate, Calvin," he
said: "I knew you would. The men
are all back of you and are contented
and satisfied. If I had my way-.--"
He paused and then repeated the
last words.
"If I had my way-'--" he said a-
gain, and again paused.
Calvin thought he must be waiting
for him to speak.
"Well, don't you have it. sir?" he
suggested. "It always seemed to me
that if- anybody did about as he liked
it was you, Cap'n Kellogg."
Kellogg sniffed. •
"I generally cal'late to, that's a
fact," he replied. "I generally figure
that 1 know my business and expect
tq be left alone to mind it. Some-
times, though, other folks try to mind
it for me. There's a lot of interfer-
ing damn fools in this world; did you
know it?"
Homer did not know exactly how
he was expected to reply to this state-
ment.
"Why -yes -so I've heard," he
agreed.
"You've heard right. And most of
'em have been elected somethin' or
other. Politics are alt right in town
meeting or up to the State House,
but, by holy, they don't belong on the
beach. Cal, if -if things don't turn
out exactly as -as you .and I know
they ought to -why . . but, there
maybe they will. I'll see you again
pretty soon. You'll hear from me be-
fore long, anyhow. Good -;bye."
He went away, leaving Homer dis-
appointed and apprehensive. Appar-
ently his appointment was by no
means a certainty. Somehting had
interfered -polities presumably -- but
what politician would care . to bother
with a seventy -five -dollar -a -month job
in the life-saving service? Politics
made men postmasters, of course, but
so far it had let the life-savers alone.
He worried about the matter for a
time and then determined to put it
from his mind. He had not taken a
day from the beach for nearly six
weeks and, the good weather continu-
ing, decided to go up to Orham for an
afternoon and perhaps part of an ev-
ening. There were some errands to
be done in the village and --well, there
were other reasons which tempted
him.
Peleg Myrick took him up in the
Wild Duck. Peleg was still boastful
concerning the accuracy of his pro
phecy in the matter of the big gale.
Safety landed at the Orham Wharf,
Horner strolled up to the village. did
his few errand at the stores, ex-
changed casual eomnnents with ae
ini�
the stories in. the, papers
speak, dispensations of Pro,
the gossips. This was •the da,
son for them and topics' were
All sorts of rumours were Sy ng ,a i
--rumours intimately coni ed.,1
the life-saving service and the
uckit crew in particular. Calvin
er might have confirmed or dei
some of these rumours had he xb
persuaded . to talk, but, apparently;; he
could not be so persuaded.. They tried
they threw out hints, they asked lead
ing questions, but received no satis-
faction. He waspleasant and will
Ing to chat on subjectsof no particu.
lar importance, but when the one: ab
sorbing topic was broached, he, .as '.
one of them described it, "shut liplike
a quahaug:"
The gossips at 'the postoffice watch-
ed him as he walked out, and one or
two of them followed hire as far `as
the door and peered after him as long
as he was in sight.
"Headed to the south'ard, ain't he,"
queried Obeli Halleck, who, occupying
the most comfortable seat' by the stove
had prudently resisted temptation and
remained where he was. Seth Bur-
gess, one of the pair who had gone
out to the platform, nodded signifi-
cantly. "South'ard it is." he answer-
ed. "Course it ain't none of my busi-
ness but if anybody offered to bet he
was bound down in the latitude of the -
Neck Road I wouldn't take 'em up."
Gains Cahoon, his comrade on the
platform committee, grinned.
week.)
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(Continued next
There are two points I would like
to emphasize. One is that no good
story remains "new" for more than
a few days. The other, and more im-
portant, is that to read a story in
print is to gain but a portion of its
flavor. It should be given to one
verbally, and the teller should be ex-
pert and able to give full value to
every word and know how to present
his climax adroitly.
Wanted. -A doctor suggests that of
the many people who disaPPear every
year, some are actuated by the belief
that they are not wanted. And others,
no doubt, by the knowledge that they
are. --Toronto Mail and Empire.
No Sex Appeal. -One good feature
about Einstein's new book, "System-
atic Research of the Compatible Field
Equation Consistent with Riemann'a
Theory of Distant Parallels," is that
it is unlikely to be made into a movie)
scenario. -Regina Leader -Post.
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Kippen 3.38
Hensall 3.39
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Hensall 11.12
Kippen 11.18
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