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Abdominal Weakness, 8pioal Tia#ori-
ity.
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write. J. G. SMITH, British Applin,
ance 'Specialists, 15 Downie St., 004 -
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Phone No. 91
JOHN J. HUGGARD
Barrister, Solis tar,
Notary Pi}b1'ie, Etc,
Beattie Blocks , Seaforth, Ont.
R. S. HAYS
and Notary Public. Solicitor for the
Dominion Bank. 'Office in rear of the
Dominion Bank, Seaforth. 'Money to
loan.
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VETERINARY• •
JOHN GRIEVE, V.S.
Honor graduate;of Ontario Veterin-
ary College. All diseases of demestic
animals' treated. Calls promptly at-
tended to and charges moderate.:Vet-
erinary Dentistry a speciality. Office
and residence on Goderich Street, one
door east of Dr. Mackay's office, Sea -
forth.
A. R. CAMPBELL, V.S.
Graduate of Ontario Veterinary
College, University of : Toronto. All
diseases of domestic animals treated
by the most modern principles.
Charges 'reasonable. Day or night
calls promptly attended t5. Office on
Main Street, Hensall,- opposite Town
Hall. Phone 116.
MEDICAL
• Dr. E. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University of
Toronto.
Late assistant New York Ophthal-
mei and ,Aural Institute, Moorefield's
Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos-
pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial
Hotel, Seaforth; third Monday in
each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m.
58 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford.
DR. W. C. SPROAT
Graduate of Faculty of Medicine,
University of Western Ontario, Lon-
don. Member of College of Physic-
ians and Surgeons of Ontario. Office
in Aberhart's Drug Store, Main St,,
Seaforth. Phone 90.
DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL
Honor graduate of Faculty of
Medicine and Masten of Science, Uni-
versity of Western Ontario, London.
Member of College of Physicians and
Surgeons of Ontario. Office 2 doors
east of post office. Phone 56, Hensall,
Ontario. 3004-tf
DR. A. NEWTON-BRADY
Graduate Dublin University, Ire-
land. Late Extern Assistant Master
Rotunda Hospital for Women and
Children, Dublin. Office at residence
lately occupied by Mrs. Parsons.
Hours: 9 to 10 a.m., 6 to 7 p.m..
Sundays, 1 to 2 p.m. 2866-25
DR. F. J. BURROWS
Office and residence Goderich Street,
east 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.
DR. H. HUGH ROSS
Graduate of University of Toronto
Faculty of Medicine, member of Col-
lege of Physicians a'nd Surgeons of
Ontario; pass graduate courses in
Chicago Clinical School of Chicago ;
Royal Ophthalmis Hospital, London,
England; University Hospital, Lon-
don, England. Office -Back of Do-
minion Bank, Seaforth. Phone No. 5.
Night calls answered from residence,
Victoria Street, Seaforth.
D.R. J. A. MUNN
Graduate of Northwestern Univers-
11'y, Chicago, Ill. Licentiate Royal
.College of Dental Surgeons, Toronto.
Office over Sills' Hardware, Main' St.,
Seaforth. Phone 151.
DR. F. J: BECITELY
Graduate Royal College of Dental'
Surgeons, Toronto. Office over W. R.
Smith's Grocery, Main Street, Sea -
forth. Phones: Office, 185 W; resi-
dence; 185 J.
CONSULTING ENGINEER
S. W. Archibald, B.A.Sc., (Tor.),
O.L.S., Registered Professional En-
gineer and Land Surveyar. Associate
Member Engineering Institute of Can-
ada. Office, Seaforth, Ontario.
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By Joseph C. LiitcoJ n
44
' • Continued from'last• Week.
Peleg, however, was not the type to
accept a snub. If the other refused
totalk to him, he, at least, could talk
to thein, and he continued to do so.
The wind was sci far but a mild and
steady breeze, and the weather, in.
spite of the, prognostications of his
various "joints," as fine as could' be
wished: Iles Trask as skipper and pilot
was, therefore, an easy one and his
mind and tongue were free. He used
the latter unsparingl'y'. It was not
every,eight r day, for that matter
-that the Wild Duck carried a -real
live hero, one whose name and photo-
graph were published abroad. Once,
years before, he had acted as cook for
a party a member of which was an
ex -governor of the 'state. Peleg had
talked of that happy week ever since.
The •subject was, except with strang-
ers, utterly worn out; his Setuckit
acquaintances hailed the least refer-
ence to jt with derisive jeers. Now,
by good luck, he was thrown, in con-
tact with another celebrity, someone
else to furnish floods of embellished
reminiscence in the months to come.
So Mr. Myrick's exultant tongue wag-
ged alone.
Neither of his passengers paid the
least attention to him. They sat, One
on ea'ehside of the cockpit, each en-
grossed in his own musings. Bartlett,
his heavy beard blown by the wind
and his cap pulled down over his eyes,
was a bulky shadow, mysterious, sil-
ent and, in Homer's eyes, increasingly
ominous. Calvin, his knees crossed
and one arm resting upon the rail,
stared ahead over the water. He lit
his pipe and then, remembering that
he had bought some cigars at the store
in the village, offered them to his
fellow voyagers. Peleg seized his
with enthusiasm. Bartlett refused.
"I don't smoke," he said gravely.
"llfuch obliged."
Myrick thought he saw a possible
crack in the social ice and jumped at
it.
"Don't care about tem+backer, Mr.
Bartlett?" he asked. "Don't like it;
er?"
"Yese,
"Eh? What? Oh, you do? But
you don't smoke? Hum. . Well
same folks had ruther chew, I know.
And some of 'em had ruther do both
to once.. I knew a man one time -
used to play the bass fiddle, he did,
along with me; up to Thanksgivin'
and Fourth of July balls; that man-"
The heavy beard lifted. "I don't
chew and I don't smoke," said Bart-
lett, 'slowly. "And I don't go to
dancin' times, either."
"Hunuph! Sho! Don't you believe
in dancin'?"
The reply was prompt this time,
"Believe!" scornfully. "I believe in
the devil -so far as that goes." •
Even Mr. Myrick was stumped for
the moment. The stumping was but
momentary, however, and, although he
changed the subjects, he continued to
talk. The next time he str�;ck. fire
was with what should have been a
much less inflammable topic than to-
bacco. He had wandered, by circui-
tous ways, back to the Crooked Hill
wreck.
"Well, Mr. Bartlett," he observed,
"I presume likely you ain't feelin'
quite yourself even yet, be you?"
His passenger straightened in his
seat.
"What do you mean by that?" he
demanded, sharply.
"Eh? Why -why, nothin' special.
i was just thinkin' that, considerie'
all you'd been through, you couldn't
scurcely be what you'd call' fit yet
awhile, so "
Barlett lifted a big hand. "Fit!"
he repeated. "Did anybody tell you
I wasn't fit?"
"Tell me? Why, no, nobody told
me. I just thought-"
Wm as fit to -day as ever I was.
As ever.I was. Do you understand."
"Why. -why, sartin I understand'. I
only -well, all I meant was that, con-
siderin' how you'd! been next door to
drownded-dust saved by luck, as you
might say---"
"It wasn't luck that saved ••me."
"No? No -o, of course 'twasn't, not
really. ' Them fellers on the • beach
they---" .
"They didn't save me either."
Peleg was surprised; so was Hom-
er.
"They didn't?" cried Myrick. "W'hy
do tell! Is that so! The newspapers,
they saidWhy, who did save
you, Mr. Bartlett?" ,
The answer was •solemiilyl given,
there was a tremendous earnestness
in it.
"God A'mighty saved me," declared
eartle t. "Him -and nobody else."
Mr. Myrick gasped. "Eh? Sho!
Why -I never thought of Him," he
stammered: "
The big beard nodded.
"Most folks don't," declared Bart-
lett. "It would be better for, 'em if
they did."
Ele did not speak again until the
end of the trip was at hand. Then
occurred an incident which, in the
light of after events, was prophetic.
At the time, however, it seemed odd
-that was 'all. The Wild Duck had
drawn up to her moorings in the
sheltered cove in the bay side of the
point. Peleg's dory was anchored
there and he had picked up her an -
chin' rope with the boat:hook and
drawn the dory alongside. ,
"All ashore that's goin' ashore," he
announced. "Hop in, Cal. Git right
aboard, Mt. Bartlett."
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of coal, aren't you?"
Bartlett did not laugh. He, too,
uttered pan exclamation, but it was
more like that of a nervous woman.
"Careful!'' he cried, sharply. "Look
out!"
It was not so much the words as
the tone which was odd. Homer star-
ed at him in surprise. Even Myrick
seemed to share the surprise, for he,
too, stared.
"Sit still, you!" snapped Bartlett.
Peleg grinned as he fitted the oars
between the thole -pins.
"Sartin sure, Mr. Bartlett," he
agreed. "Settin' still is my job for
a few minutes now. Think 1 was go -
in' to upset ye, did ye? Well, I ain't.
This old dory of mine is kind of ' a
crank, i4 you aren't used to her, but
s'he'll stay right side up, give her
her own way. Strangers, though, she
makes 'em kind of fidgety sometimes
and I don't knaw's I blame 'em."
The passenger in the stern laugh-
ed then, and in an uneasy and em-
barrassed fashion. It was the first
time Homer' had heard him laugh, and
even now he seemed to do it with an
effort.
"I began to think I was in for an-
other spill," he explained. "So this
is Setueltit, eh? I haven't been here
for over ten years."
They landed on the beach, said
good -night to Myrick, who was book-
ed for another long sail before reach-
ing his home moorings opposite his
shanty, and' walked together through
the heavy sand up to the station. The
mess -room was .iintenanted, all the
crew, except the 'Man on beach patrol
and the watchman in the tower, hav-
ing turned in hours before. Bart-
lett looked about the, room with in-
terest.
"Keep things taut and shipshape a-'
board here, don't you?" he observed.
"Well, I cal'late I'll go aloft and turn
in myself. I presume likely you've
got an empty berth up in the spare
room, haven't you?" •
Homer told him that the room was
empty; it had been unoccupied since
the departure of the amen from the
David Cowes.
Bartlett nodded. "First-rate," he
said. "Well, I'll sleep there, then -
for to -night, anyhow. I'm goin' to
stay here for day or so and er-
well,. look around,' same as I said.
You and I'll have some talks together
to -morrow or next day."
Homer offered to go up with him
and light the lamps, but the offer was
declined.
"I guess likely I know the ropes a-
board here," was the answer. "I've
been in the service long enough to
know 'em. Thank you just the same.
Good -night."
Slowly and heavily the 'bulky figure
climbed the stairs. Calvin watched it
go. Then he sat down by the stove
to think. His thoughts were more be-
wildering than ever and no morel
pleasant. When, a half-hour later, he
passed the door of the spare room -
the quarters for Wrecked sailors -on
his way to the towers, he noticed that
the door of that room was ajar and
that the lamp was still' burning. Glanc-
ing in as, he passed, he saw Benom
Bartlett seated beneath the bracket
lamp reading a book. It was a small,
leather-bound book, and Homer judg-
ed it to be either a pocket Bible or a
Testament.
Next morning the appearance of the
unexpected guest at the breakfast
table aroused tremendous interest and
much speculative gossip among the
men. The guest himself was as un-
communicative as Myrick and Homer
had found him the previous night. Ile
was agreeable enough in his solemn
way and answered when spoken to -
on all subjects except those dealing
with the Crooked Hill tragedy and his
own narrow escape. Of these he
simply would not talk. He inspected
the station and its surroundings thor-
oughly and without waiting for an in-
vitation. The barn, the horses, the
boats and their appurtenances, Alli
these he seemed to find most inter-
esting. Thisinterest, considering the
fact that he had spent years of his
life in the life-saving service, was
deemed peculiar, to say the least.
Seleucus Gammon, watching) his
chance, spoke to Homer concerning it.
"What in the nation is he loafin'
down here at 'Setuckit for,. Cal?" de-
manded 'Seleucus. "Just now I' caught
him in the boat -room pawin' over the
breeches buoy gear. `How do you like
the looks of ''enu?' says I, lookin' to
high waster. 'Twan't ntnell•--of at joke,
but 'twas as good ` as meet 'of Josh's
reg'lar run. The rest `of"us laughed,
the co
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a n iaod 'ed. !f'I see" he id"s '414* •
•s"b'pl'+ '''Z don't lme' Om -C404, by the'.
I eUog'g" yq:?I'ue
"I don't want you o. But let me uekmt,
sal this- much more Itiiast tine 1 a eount
talked with you' I could see What` w'ae• W arf3A4 jd X41
in the offing an I did my level beef' • Ile found'tltp cigar,
to steer it oft on another track. 'They :len to tib fl'os? 1:0126
were bound to snake Bartlett cap'.h of gazed In4pntly'r a itis fx#6Q
something and I suggested melting :anxious .to see what ii!' ,'es
him keeper of his old station, at. "sernnpn".:bad made Aid xtr
but old Bologny-that's what the gang 'Crooked Hill Shoal. Nothing do g. las plain that it' had made:, ,,•.;
3s •beginnin to call hint behind his.Crooked Hill was a smaller station, none. It did resemble the pre c;
back; Bologgy sausage, you know- than this one, not so new nor so well' Calvin had delivered to 04 1440
Bologny never laughed; no sir! Phin- found. And, for some reason or oths himself was obliged to adinit t
ney winlled at us fellers, and asked
him if he didn't think 'twas prob'le
that Noah shot a line over the tree
where the monkeys was and took 'em
off that way. Now if it had been me
I'd`have said that one thing was ear -
tin, he got 'em aboard somehow, be-
cause one of their great -great-grand-
children was settin' right in front .of
me. But all Bologny done was get
up and go.out. Well, I always heard
he was • pious as ,Jabez Lothrop's dog
that wouldn't eat his ••Sunday"dinner.
noqeheres . but on the meetin'-house
back steps. Humph! . What
did you say, •Cal?"
"Nothing,"
"Ain't much use of sayin' anything,
is there? The boys are sayin' it,
though. Josh vows he cal'lates Bol-
ogny must have been one of Noah's
fo'mast hands. Says his whiskers re-
mind him of some of the pictures in
'the Sunday school books. .
Say Cal-"
"Well? What is it?"
"Cal," Seleucus was serious enough
now, "you don't s'pose it's possible
that -teat Superintendent Kellogg's
gone crazy, do you?" •
"What do you mean?"
"I shouldn't wonder if you know
'what I mean. Don't you?"'
Homer hesitated. "I don't' know
anything," he answered after a mom-
ent. "And. if I did it wouldn't be my
business -or yours -to talk about it."
"Humph! Well, all we can do is
,wait and see, I s'pose likely, same as
th,a-old woman waited for the pullet
to lay so's to make sure the critter
wa'n't a rooster. . . . Ah hum! I
always knew there was a lot of plaguy
fools in this world, but it don't hard-
ly seem as if the plaguiest ones could
be plaguy enough to-- All right,
a -all right; I'm through. But don't
worry, Cali this crew's, behind you."
All that day, Calvin waited, ex-
pecting one of the promised "talks",
with his visitor. But the latter made
no move toward "a confidential inter-
view. He was, as always, quiet, sol-
emn and for the most part gentle of
speech and mild in demeanous. He
treated 'Homer with marked politeness
but he made no explanation. concern-
ing the real season for his visit.
And on the following forenoon the
mystery was solved. Kellogg drove
down the beach in the 'buggy behind a
sturdy little bay horse. It needed but
a glance at his superior's face to show
Calvin that the- district superintend-
ent was not in a pleasant frame of
mind. His first question was con-
cerning Bartlett's whereabouts. The
latter was, at that moment, in the
boat -room, and thither went Kellogg,
closing the door behind him. The two
men remained there for more than
half an hour. When the superintend-
ent emerged he looked more gloomy
than when he entered. He le4e1 a hand
upon Homer's arm, and motioned to-
ward the keeper's room.
"Come along with me, Calvin," he
said. "I want to talk with you."
They entered the bedroom hand sat
down. Homer upon the bed and Kel-
logg on the only- chair. There they
looked at each other. Kellogg seem-
ed to find it hard to begin the con-
versation, but as his companion re-
mained silent he was obliged to be-
gin. He drew a long breath a n d -
spoke.
tOCalvin," he said, "I've got Mlle
bad news for you. I never found that
it did any good to mope around and
growl when I had the toothache; bet-
ter have the thing out and be done
with it. Benoni Bartlett is going to
be keeper of this station. He's got
the appointment and the only ques-
tion was whether, after he'd come
down here and looked the place over,
he'd want to take it. He does want
to take it-dact is, he's just! told me
that he has made up his mind to take
it -so that's settled. He's the new
keeper here at Setuckit."
alvin did: not answer; at the mo-
ment he had no comment to make. It
was what he had feared, what he had
increasingly `expected ever since his
meeting with Bartlett aboard the Wild
Duck. The confirmation of his fore-
bodings, however, was not the less a
shock. The injustice of it and the
bitter disappointment were over-
see him squirm a little mite; 'most, whelming. He did not trust himself
X.%
Hemet swung over the side into
the dory. His fellow -passenger fol-
lowed suit, but more slowly and care-
fully, and seated himself on the after
thwart. 112yrielc, having lowered the
sail of the catboat and anchored her
tumbled after them with the ease and
lightness of a hippopotannus. The
dory' heeled down until her rail touch-
ed the water. Calvin laughed.
"Great Scott, Peleg!" lie etblaianed
"You're as spry and handy' as a ton
anybody would, you know, bei
caught nosin' around where 'twan't
any of his partic'lar •business, But,
no sir-ee! Crimustee! Narry a
squirm did he squirm. Just said ev-
erything 'peared to be all right, fur's
he could see; and that's all he said.
I swear if he didn't seem to be wait -
in' for me to clear out so's he could
do some more pawin'. I said one or
two more things and he never said
nothin', so after a spell I had to go.
But what's . it all mean? What's he
here for? Who told him to come?"
'Calvin shook his head. "I don't
know any more about it than you do,
Seleucus," he said. "He's here -to
look things over, that's what he told
me. And that's all he told. Of course
he wouldn't have come on his own
accord. Probably we shall know more
by and by."
"Humph! Maybe. But what do
you cal'late it means?"
"Don't know, Seleucus. And there
isn't much use guessing." e.
"I cal'late not. . . . But say
Cal, he's a queer Critter, ain't he?
I'd heard he was, and maybet this
narrer squeak of his has made him
queerer. Don't talk much, and don't
laugh once"in it dog's age. Only time
I see him get the least mite stirred
up was when Josh Phinney hove out
some joke or other about Noah and
the ark. Josh was sayin' he cal'Iated
old Noah must have took some of
the animal's aboard in the breeches
buoy, 'long towards. the last of the
to speak -yet. There were many
things to say, and he intended to say
them, but he would let Kellogg finish
first.
His feelings showed in his face and
the superintendent needed no words
to understand them. He leaned for-
ward and laid a hand upon the young
man's knee. '
er, Bartlett himself didn't want to go
there. Just why he didn't I'm not.
sure. He was always queer and
cranky, but since his narrow squeak
he's been ,queerer..and crankier still.
He won't talk about Croaked HiiX,
won't go near the place, acts --well,
if ` you asked me, I'd say he acted
scared of the very name of it. He
wouldn't hear of -being captain of 'a
Crooked Hill crew, that was that:
But when the dumb fools at Wash -
ton -is that door shuttight?=when
they nosed in and began to talk of
Setuckit he bricked up his ears. And
now it's gone through. . "Cal-
vin, what are you going to do about
it?„
Homer ,smiled. "I'm going to -look
for another jab," he said.
"Meaning you're going to quit the
service ? "
"Of course."
"I expected to hear you say so,
but I'm hoping you'll change your
mind."
"Why should I? Look here, Cap'n
Kellogg. I hope I'm not a quitter,
generally speaking, but here is a case
where quitting is the only sensible
thing fe.+r me to do. I like this job
here. I don't know why I do, but I
do, and if I ,hada been made cap'n of
this crew I should have stayed on
and done my d'arnd'est to make good.
Hlow long 'I should have stayed I
don't know, for of course I realize
that there is mighty little future in
it, but I'd have stayed for a good
while; until I decided I must make
the move that I shall have to make
some time. But now well, this looks
likethe time, doesn't it?"
"Maybe it does= maybe it does,
Cal,' in a way. But you know what
all hands will say, don't you? They'll
say that, when you couldn't eslay the
game your own way, you took your
dolls and went home. You won't call
it that; maybe I won't;- but about ev-
erybody else will."
"Let them; I shan't care."
"Oh, yes, you will, you'll care 'a lot.
It's no fun to be misjudged and lied
about. You might lickhome of the
liars, but you couldn't lick 'em all, and
two-thirds of the lying will Lbe done
behind your back. You say you like
the service, and I know you do; you
and I are made that way -we can't
help liking it. You tell me you were
bound to quit it some time. Well, I
guess likely that's pretty goods judg-
ment, for an ambitious young fellow,
:ut when you do quit you'll find con-
siderable satisfaction in dcThrg it just
when you want to, not when other
folks expect you to. . . . Eh?
'What is it?"
Calvin had smiled again, a sudden
and bitter smile. Kellogg was talk-
ing to him much as he Homer -had
talkedto Wallie Oaks that day of the
big storm. The irony in the situation
was, in its way, funny. But the smile
lasted only a moment.
"I suppose you're right, Cap'n," he
admitted. "All you say is true en-
ough, but the fact is that this busi-
ness -oh, I guessed it when Bartlett
came here; even before that, when
you were here last -this business has
made me sick of the whole game. I
thought the United States Life -Sav-
ing Service was one line that was out
of politics. I'm no politician. I don't
belong with 'em. I'm going to try
for a job ashore. I ought to be get-
ting on in this ivorld, if I'm ever go-
ing to. It is high time I did, I guess
- There are reasons why I
must."
Kellogg regarded him with inter-
est. Special reasons? he asked. What
do you mean?
]'Tomer had said more than he meant
to say. He had been thinking aloud
and the last sentence had slipped by
his guard. He hastened to protest.
"Oh, nothing, nothing,"the evaded.
"I guess I didn't mean anything in
particular, Cap'n."
"Humph! . . . Well, here's an-
other thing for you to consider before
you hand in your papers. This isn't
the only open job in my district. May-
be I've got a little influence left in
spite of politics. Somebody's got to
be keeper at Crooked Hill. How would
you like to do down there, Cal?" -
Calvin's reply was prompt and de-
cisive.
"I don't know bow 'I should like it,"
he said. "I do know I wouldn't take
it if it was offered me. This was my
station -and the only one I cared
about."
Kellogg nodded. "I understan
he said. "I thought likely you'd l
that way. I didn't think you'd be in-
terested in 'seconds.' I shouldn't if I
was in your shoes. But, Homer,
there is one thing you ought to care
about. Something that, knowing you,
I honestly believe you do care about,
same as I care -it's the' good of this
service."
He had lighted a cigar. Now, toss-
ing it, still alight and smouldering,
upon the little table, he leaned for-
ward once more and tapped his
friend's 'knee with his forefinger.
"The good of the Unieed States
Life -Saving Service," he repeaeed.
"That service yon, was talking about
a minute ago. I'm not much a hand
to preach serrnons-I ain't a minister,
and you know it, boy --but sometimes
I do feel like climbing into the pulpit
and letting her go. What keeps men
like you and me on the jobs we've
got? It isn't the pay -God knows
we don't get any pay worth talking
about. We get into the work, first
because of the -of the -well, of 'the
kind of risk and snap and fun there
always is in taking chances, and then
we stay in it because we like it bet-
ter than anything else. , And pretty
hen work andwe. don't think shoving anitt ting
h oug but
"I don't want you to blame me for
this, Cel," he said, earnestly. "Speak-
ing beteveen ourselves here, with the
door shut, I don't mind telling you
that you can't feel any worse about
it than I do. It's a shame and, if it
would do any good, I'd write those fel-
lows at Washington a letter that
would blister the paper, and finish up
by handing in my resignation. I'm
district superintendent down here and
I generally figure to know what's
what and who's who a whole lot bet-
ter than a parcel of politicians. i
recommended you as high as I ever
recommended any man for any job
You were in line for keeper here
You were fit fors it; you'd earned it
the men wanted you and I wanted
you. As a general thing the depart-
ment lets me have my way and 'any
word goes. But here was a case
where, for one, it didn't go. 'Twas
the papers and the politicians that did
us both. Bartlett's. been played up
as a lfero hens Dan to Beersheba.
He's been preached about and speech -
ed about ever since he was! lucky en -
turf
the h to be hauled out of ta at Crooked RM. He'dhgot to
but thin -this was different.' 1'4_
still stubborn. '
"I can't see that my staying • here
will help the service," he said. "And; !t
honestly, Cap'n, 1 think it .is time ,I
thought about mysselfl a little,"
"Maybe, it is, in a way, but in abr.
otherway it isn't. The service ---r"
Homer interrupted. •
"The service hasn't thought much
about. me, I should say," he broke in
impatiently. "W'hy should I think of
it?"
"Because you should. Hang it all,
Cal, you know you ought to. It hasn't
thought of me -much. It has turned
down the strongest recommendation I
ever made. Turned it down flat. I'm
as mad over this thing as you are
and, just like you, T was all for re-
signing. But I've made it a habit to
thank a spell before I act and, after
I had thought, I decided I couldn't
resign. 'Twos my job to stay and
keep the craft off the shoals. And it's
yours. too. You're going to be needed
or •I miss my guess." '
Calvin looked at bine and -the look
was returned, intently and earnestly.
"Just what do you mean by that?"
demanded Homer. • '
"What I say. • Cal, how much have
you seen of this Bartlett?"
"Seen of him? Why, I sailed down
with him in Myrick's boat, and I have
talked with him a dozen times since.
What do you-"
"Wait! I'm going to tell you. Have
you noticed anything funny about
him?"
"Why, I don't know. He is a sort
of crank on the Bible. The men have
noticed that. Anyone would notice
"I know. He's that, a d always
was; but more so since a wreck
scrape. But have you noticed' any-
thing else? Pretty-er-well, nerv-
ous sometimes, isn't he?"
"Nervous?"
"Yes. I ran across Peleg Myrick
driving down just now and Peleg told
me how Bartlett yelled at him to be
careful when, you fellows got aboard
the dory. Course he told me a lot
More than that-he'dh have beentalk-
ing yet if I'd stopped to listen -but
he did tell that about the dory. You
noticed it, of course?"
"Why -yes, I noticed that he did
seem rather-er-nervous then, as you
say." - -
"-Um-hum. And he's been as nerv-
ous as that every time we have talk-
ed about the wreck and the upsetting
of the lifeboat. He doesn't want to
speak of that, and when he and I
drove down to Crooked Hill from
Trumet a little while ago he acted so
queer that I couldn't keep my eyes
off him. I caught him . standing off
at the breakers where the schooner
went to pieces -and it was a cold day,
but I give yob my- word the sweat
was standing out on his forehead like
melting frost on a window." ,
"I dont know that that was so
queer, considering how near he came
to being drowned with the rest in
those very breakers."
"Maybe not. Maybe not; but there
was a look in his eyes that I didn't
like. I've seen that look in a man's
eyes before, and -Cal, sometimes a
close shave same as Benoni Bartlett
has been through has an effect, that
you wouldn't expect. Particularly
where the man is as high strung and
odd as this fellow has been ever since
I've known him -yes, and getting
more so every year. Sometimes -and
I've seen cases -a thing like that gets
a man -'gets his goat,' as the boys
tell about. If it does get it, get it
good, he -well, that man isn't liable
to be the right one to take out a
Setuckit life crew in gales such as
we have down here. . . . There
I shouldn't say this to anybody but
you. And of course you'll keop it un-
der your hat."
"Of course. But, see here, Cap'n,
you don't think--"
"I don't think anything -special.
The appointment wasn't mine, and
I've told you so. But this district is
mine, and this station is under me,
and I'm responsible for it. Calvin
Homer, I want you to stay here, for
a while anyhow, as Number One man
of this crew. I can depend on you
and 'the crew depend on you too. Will
you stay on?" •
'Homer was silent: Kellogg waited
a moment and then made another at-
tempt.
"There's one thing more I might
say," he went on. "Politics or not,
the skipper of one of my crews has
got to make good. There'll be no fav-
ourites played while I'm district sup-
erintendent. Now Bartlett will prob-
ably make good enough. But if he
doesn't-well,....hen I will have the
say as to who takes his place. And
you know who that will be."
This move was a mistake. Calvin
frowned.
"Never mind that," he said. "I
shouldn't stay anywhere with the idea
of taking another man's place."
"Nobody expects you to," sharply.
"Leave yourself out of it for a minute,
can't you? Your own concerns don't
count a mite. Neither do mine, in one
way. What does count is what I've
been preaching at you for half an
hour -the good of the service. I tell
you the good of the service calls for
a man down here just now that this
crew knows and likes and will stand
by. They don't know Bartlett yet.
They do know you. If you've got to
have something personal in it -why,
I'll be the person. I want you to
promise me you'll hang on here as
Number One man for three months
anyhow. I. need you. Yoh can cuss
the service if you want to, but stick
by' it for three months -and stick by
me. Come --will you?"
For the fimrsb -t'ime
inationwas really'
and respected his au j a nig
ery man in the service adW
logg he counted: •as rth
a f.;y2,
in spite of bis assumned ass
the appeal to his loyalto ti ,
vice was effective also. "Ie hsstati
Kellogg grinned, and, ,sighed 'in;•:
lief.
(Continued next week.)
sl
Cow.
!In Manhattan, 'Mrs.. Emily Rysavy, ".
asking the: 'court for alimony in• :
husband's divorce action, complained
that never during their married life..
did her husband address her by any'
name but "Cow." Said she: "My own•
daughter, when about tot enroll in
school . . was unable to •inform.
the teacher of my first name, stating
that she thought the name was Cow'."
" * *
Moving.
At Detroit, Russel Rodgers, moaning
man, •was haled into court by his wife
who charged that 'be frequently got
drunk and beat her."' The Court ask-
ed: "When do you get the whiskey?"
Russell Rodgers replied: "Every day
I work. When people move, they take
stuff out of the cellar. They get most
kindhearted and insist that you have
a drink. You do it as a matter of
courtesy."
* * *
Hen.
In Manchester, Iowa, a white leg -
horn hen owned by .Emil Wendling,
Jr., knocks on the kitchen door by
flapping her wings against it, walks
to an old coat in the corner of the
room, lays an egg in it and "knocks"
to be let outdoors again. In two
months the hen laid 50 eggs by that
Procedure.
* * • *
Well.
In Mexico, Mo., Mrs. C. Williams'
cat" fell into a well. Mrs. Williams
tried to rescue 'the cat, fell into the
well. Mr. Williams tried to rescue
his wife, fell into the well.. Police
rescued Mr. and Mrs. Williams. The
cat was drowned.
* * *
Puny.
In Poplar Bluff, Mo., ,"Uncle" Tom-
my Kemp, 118, complained of feeling
old. Said he: "I've been puny most
of the spring and couldn't do my farm-.
ing. About all I can do is
sit around the house and be a grouch."
* * *
Measles.
In Wilmington, N.C., Wilmer Har-
nett caught the measles, was sent
home from school. He conferred with
eight of his friends, started a small
measles epidemic by selling them his
malady for 10 Bents each.
(
LONDON AND WINGHAM
South.
p.m.
Wingham 2.06
Belgrave 2.22
Blyth 2.33
Londesboro • 2.40
Clinton 8.08
Brucefield 8.26
Kippen 3.33
Hensall 8.39
Exeter 8.53
Northf
Exeter
Hensall 11.12
Kippen 11.18 •,.
Brumfield 11.27.
Clinton 11.58
Londesboro 12.16
Blyth 12.23
Belgrave 12.83 .1
Wingham 12.47
10.59
Its iRfl%S'' 1 y .:r d V3.
C: °N. R.
East.
Goderich
Holmesville .........
Clinton .. - .
Seaforth
St. Columban
Dublin
a.m.
6,35
6.50
6.58
'7.12
7.18
7.23
pm.
2.40
2.56
3.05
3.21
8.27
3.82
West
Dublin 11.24 9.17
St. Columban 11.29
Seaforth 11.40 9.80
Clinton ....... 11.55 9.44
Holmesville 12.05 9.58
Goderich 12.20 10.10 ,
C. P. R. TIME TABLE
East.
Goderich
Menset
McGaw
Auburn
Blyth
Walton
McNaught
Toronto
•
Toronto
McNaught .
Walton
1/1yt
,Auburn .
1.) ',Gov ..
Monad .
Goderich .
We.
a.m.
5.50
5.55
6.04
6.11
6.25
6.40
6.62
10.26
a.m.
7.40
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