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• By Joseph C. Lincoin
Continued from last week.,
Viet him to bed," he. commanded.,
"And hurry up. Keep him quiet there
if you can, and he'll feel better in the.
morning. . . . And, look here," he
added 'gravely, "don't say anything
about this. If Oap'n Bartlett hears
of it -well, you know how he feels
about drinking."
The grief stricken son-in-law of 'a
scorched parent was dragged' up to
the sleeping quarters. When the
Bartietts returned all was quiet. Cal.-
vin
al=vin reported that Phinney had come
back, but he was pretty well used up
and, under iozders, had turned in.
"They've got a new baby up there,"
he added, "and Josh is tired . out, I
guess."
"Say, Cal," 'he whispered, "you know
what's happened this afternoon, don't
you? About Jos.h and Orrin. They
fetched down a jug along with 'ern.
It's hid around here somewhere's too."
. Homer turned on him. • "Hew, do
you know?" he asked, sharply.
"Sshlil Don't talk so loud. I
wouldn't want none of 'em to know
I was tellin 'you. I 'didn't see the jug
myself, but I smelled whisky on Hez
Rogers's breath' When he went out
on patrol just now, and Pee seen him
and Ed. and the rest of 'ern whisper -
in' and laughin' together. They nev-
er told me -they've get a grudge a-
gainst me, anyhow -hut I tumbled all
right, and I thought you ought to
know about it. Only," anxiously,
"d,on't let 'em know I give the thing
away. will you?"
Calvin hesitated. This was not en-
tirely unexpected. Smuggling liquor
to the life-saving stations was clone
oceasionany. Not that the men were
drunkards, far from it, but liquor was
trietly forbidden -therefore, obtain-
ing it was in the nature of a lark.
It was one more instance of the school
oy's delight in outwitting his teacher,
hat was all. But the situation must
handled ,N‘ritli. diplomacy, as the
leyer teacher hanalles mischief in the
choolroom. Overeseverity would be
fatal mistake. And Benoni Bart-
lett was a fanatic.
Wallie whispered again.
"You'll tell" the cap'n, won't you,
l?" he asked.
In his eagerness he clutched his
ompanion's arm. Homer shook him
ff.
"No, I shan't tell him," he said, em-
hatically. "And don't you do it
ither. You keep your mouth shut;
o you understand? Ple attend to
his thing myself."
Waffle's disappointm.ent was obvi-
"Why, see here, Cal," he protested,
erne of the very things Bologny-
ook this job was that he wouldn't
tend for any rum drinkinl If he
"• He mustn't know. - There is no
eed of his knowing. I'll see there is
o more drinking. But as for you,
allie, you keep still. If the men
new' you were telling, tales they
outd-well, it wouldn't help that
udge you were talking about."
"But -but, Cal -good Lord! you
in't goin' to eve me away, are you."
"Not if you keep quiet."
CHAPTER VIII
Phinney came to breakfast with the
est. IHIis appetite was far from ro-
ust and his spirits were still low.
here was a general atmosphere of
he "morning after" surrounding him,
ut he made no reference to the acci-
ent which had befallen his +ay-ife's
other, and Homer was certain that
n his manner. So far the situation
as satisfactory. remained to be
en, however, what might develop
steer on. If (Mies suspicions con-
erning the jug were feunded on fact,
evelopments were to be expected.
The first symptoms of -these de-
kipments appeared before the fore-
oon was over. The weather , was
hick and threatening, so beach patrol
as necessary. The spirits of eer-
ain members of the crew were unus-
ally high. The skylarking in the.
ess-room became so noisy that Nor-
a remarked it. She was quite un-
uspecting.
"They are full of fun this morning,
ren't they, Mr. Homer?" she observ-
. "They were making such a reek -
t just now that father said he was
oing to tell them to stop; but
ouldn't let him do it. Rogers and
Bloomer were teasing Walter Oaks,
plaguing him albout something he
said when you were all off at some
eck ethee. Something about his
wife. They were shouting so that I
couldn't help hearing it. They're
boys, just as I've said so many times,
but they are more boy -like than ever
to -day, it seems to me."
'Calvin made some sort of excuse
for leaving her and went to investi-
gate. Outside, at the rear of the
station, he found the two she had
entioned. Badger was there also, aft
interested spectator. Wallie Oaks, a
eullen expression on his face, was
backed 'against the wall, while Hez
and Ed. were putting him through
some sort of exercise.
Hello there, Cal!" hailed Bloomer.
"You're just in time. It's Wallie's
birthday and he's gain' to sing a song
for us. Hes goin' tO sing `Nancy
Lee.' It's one of his pet songs all
about his wife ashore.
'And there she stands
And waves her hands,
And waits for me-'
Ccme on, Wallie, now! Go te it! We
WIL all join in the chorus."' ai
Oaks puffed sullenly at his pipe.
Badger offered a suggestion. "I tell
you what let's do, boys," he said
"Seleucus is over to the shanty cleane
in' fish for Jemiiny's dinner, Let's
go over and start him and her goin:
We'll 'her 'Seleucus is dead gone
on this Bartlett girl, fellers her a-
round like a dog. That ought to
reiee one or two eprouts-eh?"
Theeidea was received with delight.
Oaks was forgotten.
"But where's Josh?" asked Hez.
"He'll want to be in this. Oh,
Josh!"
From' the door of the stable Pliin-
ney hineself made answer. His morn-
ing after depression had mysterious-
ly disappeared. Heappeared to be in
high goed-humour.
"Herer I be, fellers," he answered.
Where you bound? Pm with you,
wherever 'tis."
He concluded with another "A -ah,"
expressive, apparently, of complete
satisfaction. Also he srnacked his
lips. Bloomer and Rogers explained
matters in concert. The tris:, accom-
ponied by Badger, moved noisily a-
way in the direction of the Jarvis
shanty. Oaks and Homer were left
alone.
"Wellie,," said Calvin, "you go on
patrbl as soon as Bearse comes off.
You'd better go now and get ready.
It's my tower watch. The skipper'e
up there now, but I'll relieve him in a
minute."
Oaks turned towards the door of
the station. He was itill gloomy and
morose.
"I'll stand this kind of thing from
those fellers about so far and no
farther," he muttered. "I'm gettin'
sick of it. You know what'S the mat-
ter with that gang, don't you, CaI?
You know what I told you last night?"
Homer did not anewer., As soon as
he was1 alone, however, he walked
briskly to the stable, entered, and
closed the door carefully behind him.
Port and Starboard turned their heads
to regard him over the sides of their
stalls, and "Slabsides," one of the
station eats, in the barn on, a house -
hunt, came running to rub against his
legs. Re and Slabsides were great
friends, but just now the latter was
not treated to his customary petting.
Calvin, too, was on a hunt, and he
must locate his prey quickly, if he
hoped to do so unobserved.
He sniffed the air in the dark,
shut -up stable. There were the usual
smells, of course -horse, hay and
leather. But -unless his imagination
wai affecting his nostrils -there was
also a faint sutpicion of another frag-
rance, an odor which he had. noticed
while in conversation with Bloo er
and Rogers, and in particular wh n
Josh Phinney passed him as he came
out of that barn a minute or two be -
'fore. He sniffed again. Then he be-
gan a systematic search of the lowei
floor. The mow, according to his ex-
perience, was as likely a place as any,
but he would try the lower floor first.
The mangers, under the horses'
noses, were empty except for the ra-
tions of hay which should he there.
Leaving them he walked over awl
threw up the lid of the oat bin. , The
moment he lifted that lid he knew he
had found the hiding place. That bin
was redolent less of oats than of rye.
His fingers, burrowing amid the grain
encountered a smooth, rounded sur-
face. He draggled from the bin a
gallon jug, thici contents of which
gurgled liquidly.
He thrust the jug beneath his coat,
lowered the lid of the bin, and walked
to the door, Slabsides galloping play-
fully before him. His idea was to go
somewhere aniong the dunes at the
rear of the barn, pour out the whisky
eind then bury the empty jug in the
sand. But as he stepped across the
threshold he realized that this cere-
mony must be postponed. Net only
was Sam Hearse, returning from pa-
trol, approaching the station, but Nor-
ma Bartlett was standing by the back
door and had seen .him. Mbreover,
she was already walking in his direc-
tion.
The morning was raw and damp
and, when he left the station, he had
hurriedly, donned a long oilskin slick-
er -one which he had borrowed from
Philander Jarvis's etore in the cat -
boat's cabin and which had not yet
been returned. It was hanging by
the kitchen door and he had, taken it
because it was more convenient than
his own heavy coat, which was in the
sleeping quarters. Now he blessed
the luck which had prompted the. ac-
tion. A gallon jug is hard to con-
ceal, but the skirts of a long slicker
hide it as well as any garment can.
Nevertheless, a jug doesn't hide it-
self and it requires support. To cling
to the handle beneath one's coat and
appear unconscious and casual while
carrying on a conversation with a
young woman is no easyetask. Also,
the jug was bulky'arkl, although the
slicker was large, Calvin was 'con-
scious of a manifest bulge of the gar-
ment in its vicinity.
Miss Bartlett, however, did not seem
to notice the bulge. Nor at first, did
she appear aware that liemer was ill
at ease. She walked bristly to meet
him. She was wearing her father's
pea jacket, which enveloped her from
chin to knees, and above its turned
up collar her hair tossed in the wind,
for she was bareheaded. Already
the sea air and breeze had replaced
the city pallor with a Iight teat of
tan. Her cheeks were crimson and her
eyes bright.
"Where are the Men?" she asked.
"It was se quiet, all at once, that I
came out to see what had Rappelled,
I hope yori didn't take too serioas/y
what I said about their being so noisy..
I didn't mind a bit, really. You'didn't
send them away' on my account, did
you?"
Illle shook hils head. "No -oh, Mt,"
he replied uneasily. "I believe they've
gone over to the Jaryises' to see Sel-
She laughed. "Is it?" she rsapeat-
ed. "It doesn't seem: so very nice to
me. 'Almost as if it were going to
rain -or snow. 'And father has just
hoisted the weather Signals, and they
forecast high winds and a storm of
some kind. But I suppose Mr. My-
rick ,might give us' a real prophecy
if he were here. hope I shall see
Hifi again before I go. He is lots of
fun."
Homer agreed, absent-mindedly.
The jug was occupying his thoughts.
"And you can't think the weather
so very good," she tyent on. "You
are wearing your oilskins. Where
have you been?"
just-judi out to the barn,
thatts all. To -to see the horses."
"Is it your turn to do that? I un-
derstand father to say Mr. Bloo,mer
was table man this week. But I sup -
.pose you, as Number One, have to
'keep a sort e general eye en every-
thing."
"Yes-er-sor,t ef. „Er -going for
could there be ? Everything is all
right. Where is your father?"
wrong. Why -what made you ask
that
crew? No trouble of any kind?"
Homer? Has anything gone wrong?"
a Walk, were you?"
see why it was so quiet all at once
"He is in the tower with Walter
"Trouble? Wlhat sort of trouble
"There is nothing wrong with the
"Wrong? No, no. Nothing is
"? With Wallie? What is
there? He ought to be
starting on patrol."
"He is going to, I believe. Ile is
dressed for it. But he went up to see
father. Said he wanted to see him
about something. . . . Are you
sure everything is all right, Mr. Hom-
er?"
"Eh? Yel-yes, Miss Bartlett. I'm
sure. Yes, indeed."
"Have you hurt your arm? Why
do you hold it that way?"
my watch in the tower."
He walked hastily away. With ev-
ery step a musical "swash" sounded
from beneath the skirt of the slicker.
As he turned to enter the station he
looked back; she was watching him
intently. IHIe felt remarkably like a
fool and was quite sure that he must
look like. one.
He went directly to the crew's
quarters -fortunately there was no
one else there -for Bearse was warm-
ing his hands by the kitchen stove -
and, turning back the blankets of his
cot, hid the whisky jug beneath them.
Then he hastened up to the tower. He
met Oaks on the stairs. „
"Wihat are you doing up here, Wei -
He?" he asked, siaspiciously. "You're
late for patrol, did you know it?"
Oaks scowled. "I don't know's
that's any of your business," he said.
"You ain't skipper no more, are you?"
• 'Calvin ignored the question. "What
are you chasing the capti for?" he
demanded.
stopped. 'Tao said I was
chasin' him?" he blurted. "Who
"Miss Bartlett said you told her
there was ammething you wanted to
see him about. Look here, Wallie;
you remember what I told you about
keeping your mouth shut? It was
mighty good advice, if I did give it.0
The other's face flushed. "I ain't
sayin"twasn't, am I?" he protested.
"I went up to ask Cap'n Bartlett if I
couldn't have an extra day off next
vveek. That's all, if you must know."
Bartlett, When Homer reached the
tower room, had arinost nothing to
say to his mate. He seemed, so the
latter thought, gloomy and morose,
and, a few minutes later, went below.
Rogers returned from the Jarvis
cottage a short tithe afterward and
visrited,Calvin in tbe tower. It was
his week as cook so he had left Bloom-
er, Badger and Phinney . and come
back to get dinner. He was full of
"You'd better get down to your
cooking, hadn't you, Hez?" suggested
"Yes, I cal'Iate likely I had, but
there ain't any rush --not to -day. I've
got a second steward, did you know
it? Norma's making turkey soup out
of the Christmas lift -overs. Yes, and
she's makin' a sugar cake for us, too.
What 'do you think of that? We'll
lire high while she's around, won't
we, Cal? Well, I guess I'll go down
and give her a hand. Ain't a bad job,
standln' close alongside of that kind
of steward. I wouldn't mind signin'
up for a considgeble cruise with a
pippin like her. Eh? What de you
say; Cal?"
Calvin looked at him. "If I were
you, Iles," he observed, "I wouldn't
stand too close to her just now."
"Because she might notice that you
had been taking something besides
• Rogers's hand moved involuntarily
to his lips.
"Shol", he muttered. "Humph; I'll
have to chew a stick of cinnamon or
seniethin'. Wouldn't want old Hol-
ey* toiget on. Say, Cal, how'd you
tumble? Josh tell you?"
"Nobody needed to tell me. Stuff
like teat adVertises itself. Don't for-
get that cinnamon, Hez."
The turkey soup and cake reteired
high praise, but Homer had little -ap-
petite. 'He wee aveaiting the eXplee-
erhioli he believed was in the air*
ente"ixos
goWoos, lz� aX'fr adi
were 1airel y # h fev,',
oted aril fanatx TOO
anything. H ' s:sardrn , ,
crew wa's preoa ions did#t}g�h are
4 ha ode a anxetrahe u0w ,
09111e all, adv,ased• aetion, lie: ciaangaed
dbe+ men's 'prejudxee to •acct re Mums
e• -then the situation at ISetackit St
tion would! 'beeome s44ons indeed
Per •hirnsejf, Heeler' cared . llttl
Nothing that could happen to him w
worth consrderatfon. If the worst d
happen and t'he whiskey was dildo
ered where he bad hidden it, he ma
up. his Mind to say nothing and to
the consequences. Later he, could to
Kellogg the truth, and the superin a wise man of long experi
ence, .would _understand. But the fa
would' be in the fire, so far as Bar
left's relationship with the erew was
concerned, Mat relationship would
become impossible.: A life-saving
crew that hated its eaptain Could and
would for similar experiences at
other stations were matters .of service
gossip -snake the latter's life miser-
able and, more than all, absolutely
wreck the efficiency oft the outfit.
Tact, tact, and' more tact -that was
what was required. And Benoni
Bartlett, so 'Ga'Ivin Homer believed,
possessed no tact whatever. An d
there was his daughter! She would
not understand.
The dinner ended without any un-
toward, !happenings, butt within Ian
hour the trouble came. . It was the af-
ternoon set apart by regulation for
beach drib!, but the keeper gave aro
orders to that effect. Instead' he left
the table and went away, apparently
to the boat -room. The surfm�en, those
oil duty, lounged in the mess -room or
went outside. CaIvin, anxious and
apprefhensive, joined the outside grog')
a little` later. Rogers, Bloomer and
Phinney were standing near the back
door, whispering excitedly. The'whis-
pering ceased when he appeared.
Bloomer turned to him.
"`Say, Cal," he queried, "what's the
old man doin' out in • the barn?"
Homer looked at him. • ei0ut in the
barn?" the repeated, with as casual an
appearance of unconcern as he could
muster. 1`"I don't know. Is he
there?"
"`Yes. 'Come out of the front door
a few minutes ago and went straight
to the barn. I sung gut to him, but
he never answered. What's he up to,
anyway?"
"Give it up. Looking things over,
I suppose. What of it?"
""Nothin'° Only what set him -s--"
He was interrupted. Ellis Badger
came hurrying to join the group.
"Say, boys," he whispered, excited-
ly, ignoring Calvin altogether, "he's
pawin' around in there like a dog
chasin' rats. He's been to the bin."
His comrades stared at him, then
at each other. Phinney spoke.
"To the bin!" he exclaimed. "He
has ? Well?"
"That's the funny part of it," went
on Badger. "I peeked in through the
side window just as he lifted up the
lid.. I see him, with his head and
shoulders down inside that bin for
much as five minutes. He took time
enough to count the oats, seemed so
to me. And then he just slammed
down the cover again. That's all
there was to it."
His conirades. continued to stare.
"What do you mean -that's all?" de-
manded Rogers.
"I mean just that.: Hie neveround
nothin', or, if he did, he= Eh? Oh,
hello, Cal! Well, what of it, Hez?
Cal's al] right; he's no tattletale. Any-
how, 'Bologny never found anything.
I saw his face when he slammed down
that cover and 'twas sour as last
week's milk. He was huntin' and he
didn't strike ile, I'll bet• on it. He's
up in the mow now. Huntin' there, I
presume likely."
Bloomer turned to Phinney. "You
was the last one in that barn, wasn't
you, Josh? he asked. "Nobody's
been there since dinner?"
Josh Shook his head. ""Nobody that
I know of," he declared. "Seleucus
came over from his shanty with you
and me and Ellis; and, anyhow, he
didn't know anything about --=we didn't
tell him. He relieved you up in the
tower, didn't he, Cal?"
Homer nodded.
"Um - hum," grunted Josh. "I
thought so; he's up there now. And
Sam's inside smokin'; •. you can see
him. And we didn't tell him yet,
either. And Wallie- Eh? Where's
Wallie?"'
Calvin answered. ""lie is out on
patrol," he said. "It's time he was
back, You go out next, don't .you,
b 1'li s ?}'
They paid no heed to the question.
Phinney was frowning.
"Wallie was on, I guess likely," he
observed thoughtfully. "He as much
as said so when we was guyin' him a
spell ago. And he's always playin' up
to the old man, makin' out to us that
he ain't got any use for him, but
playin' pet dog to hint every chance
he gets. Say! you don't suppose
Wallie--"
Again Homer cut ill: It seemed to
him • high! time."
"`What are you fellows talking
about?'.' he asked. "Wallie went on
patrol just after you went across to
Phirlande,r's. And he hasn't got back
yet. What is all • this, anyway?;"
Blooan•er laughed sheepishly. "Oh,
nothin', Cal," he answered. ""Jest a
little joke, that's all. Tell you some
time. Josh, if it wan't Wallie, then
who was it? The only one left is Cal
here, and he didn't know. And Nor-
ma -where's she?"
"She's readin' a book in the keep-
er's room. 'Sshh! here's Bologny.' He
look''' like heavy weather, don't he?
Be innocent. All hands."
Bartlett, his hands in his coat pock-
ets, came striding from the barn. His
brows were drawn together and his
;aw, beneath the beard was set. lite
stopped before the group. ""Well,
Cap'n," observed Rogers cheerfully.
"Be gettin' ready for tlril't pretty
soon, I presume likely, won't wet"
The skipper grunted. "Come in.
side, all hands ' of yota," he ordered.
""I've got �ai'word to say."
The, followed him into the station
As they did so, Oaks appeared ret ne
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rd Lord A"ana'l t r, eve*d gpt.'
v- er ;You 'heard' 'one ray tlih `•', �
de yon .
lora .1`io one answered.
11 "'E.b? Didn't you?" he .re, ate'.
n-
rasing his vohce,
Stili no answer< Calrnn, glaxaei;p
t at his oompanioae, 'saw the Iooh
Bart puzzled bewilderment on the facdis .d
Beane' and Gammen, the pair not ,;ani
the 'secret. Phinney, Bloomer'. and.
Badger were, :according to 'inetei
tions, pictures of bl'an"d innocence,
Wallis Oaks was the most interesting
study. Unless•- abinw'as very mach
mistaken, Wallie was frightet nes
"Why don't you ' say somethan'•''?"
demanded Bartlett, almost ina shout.
"You beard me say that about aeiir'
square, didn't you?"
Seleueus 'grinned. "I died, for one,"
he observed. "I can hear you now,
too. You don't need to holler."
The door of the" skipper's room
opened and . Norma came out. She
looked at the men, then at her fattier
and coming over, . put her ,hand on his
arm.
"Why, father;" she exclaimed.
"What is it? What is the matter?."
Bartlett looked at her. •Then he
shook his arm free.
"Never mind," he• geowled. ""I don't
want you to bother' me now. I'm
talkin' to the crew."
"But, father, what is it?"
"'Sshh! Let me alone. I know
what it is -=and so do they. You --
you men -you heard me say that on
thing I wouldn"tstand for was rum
drinkin'. I said I wouldn't have rum
around this station. I meant it. Rum
is 'the devil's work. I tell you I know
it. I've seen it. I tell you-,--"
"Father -father! Don't shout so.
They hear you."
"They're goin' to hear me. I know
somebody has brought liquor down
here. I tell you I know it. There's
been rum drunk here -to -day. And
there's some of it here somewhere's,
I ain't found it yet, but •I will •find it.
And I'll tfind out who brought it and
who hid it. I -:I---"
inarticu-
late,
his clenched firsts shaking. His
daughter again put her hand on his
shoulder,
"Father -please don't!" she begged.
She Iooked ati the faces of the crew.
Her gaze met ,Calvin's and rested
there. There was appeal in the look.
He had not meant to speak, but he
found himself doing so.
"Cap'n 'Bartlett," he said, quietly,
"don't get excited. Tell us about it.
What makes you think--'-"
Benoni interrupted. "Think!" he
shouted. "There's no thinkin' about
it. 1 know. I know rum was brought
here and I can guess who brought it.
I don't know where it is now, but I
know where 'twee. 'Twee in the grain
box out yonder in the barn. I smelt
it. That bin is rank with it. Don't
tell me I was mistaken. I know the
smell of the devilish stuff too well.
Too well I• know it. When I was a
young man, afore I found salvation,
I--I�- 'It biteth like a serpent,
and stingeth like an adder.' I won't
have it here, I-.-"
"There, there, father! Hush, hush,
you'll make yourself sick. You fright-
en me. Please, for my sake. . . !
That's better. Now tell them quiet-
ly."
Bartlett' fist opened. He drew hips
hand across his forehead.
"Well -well,` all right, Norma," he
said. "I -I didn't mean to let the
thing run away with me so. And -
and I didn't want you to know about
it; I knew 'twould plague you. Now,
you men, 'listen to me. I won't have
liquor here. I won't have it. I'm a
just man -I am -abut I won't stand
that. No, and I ain't through with
this either. I've only began. Some-
body took that bottle, or jdg, or what-
ever 'twas, out of that bin and hid
it somewheres else. I'll find it,
though. I will if I have to hunt
through every man's kit -,every one.
And the man that's got it had better
look out, that's all. He better look
out. I Oh, all right. Norma.
What made you mix up in this-?
All right, I'm through for now. But,"
with an ominous scowl in the direc-
tion of the others, "I ain't through
with the man who fetches rum to this
station -or drinks it after itI gets
here. I ain't through with him. And
I'll find where it hid. . . . Now
go back to duty. We'll turn out for
drill in five minutes."
He drew his hand across his fore-
head once more and turned away. His
daughter; put her arm about him.
"Comein here, into my room,
father," she said gently. "You must
rest. And I want to talk to you."
The men looked at each other. Hom-
er led tht way to the back door and
the others followed. Once outside,
feelings were expressed, and with
fluent emphasis.
Oaks spoke.
"What's he mean by sayin' there's
rum bid around the station? I ain't
heard of none. There ain't any, is
there?"
Ed. •Bloomer's laugh was not en-
tirely humorous. "Maybe that ain't
the main question, Wallie," he said.
"The thing some of us want to know
is who told the skipper there was."
Drill passed without unusual inci-
dent. 'Barlett conducted it in busi-
nesslike fashion. He seemed nervaus
and Shaken -and, or so Homer fan-
eled-rather abashed awl self-con-
ecious. Nothing further was said by
him during that aftetneon or evening
in reference to the liquor or his out-
burst concerning it. But heavily up-
on Calvin's mind weighed the thought
of the jug hidden in hie, cot. inuet
get that away, 'oet.of the etation and
out of' eight -and SOM.
Ile turned 'rah the test, ef ;the
more, initftipto
in his lieled,1 •
Ontside, 'in the rit.We
'ter night, he ,hreat
ia hole in the Saad,ated,
viit the whieket put 'the
,hole and coireaed it, Ceeefel
he Walked backete the: ttatikin
spume of trouble vrae,'
But his self-gorwatalatimi-Ita
short lived. He was'! '!ecri
tionsly through the .mesSkpoUt;...,
the door of the skipper's room eatt.,V2higi
:daughtei's room now -when that d'Oer
opened. Miss Bartlett herself •leattat
out. She was fully dressed. APP,dr- •
ently she had nOt-been in bed at all:
He looked at her and she tookecif at
him. ,..H.e,:wapted very much to say
something, but he did not know what
to say. She spoke first.
Mr. Borneo?" she "asked,
"Why -why, Miss Bartlettl" he
stammered, inanely. "Are yett-are
you up?"
She motioned toward a chair.
"Would'you mind sitting down a min-
ute?" shet went on. "I want"to talk
with you. I have beer..44 waiting fo7
you. I saw you when you went out."
He hesitated, and then sat down bY
the table.- -She sat opPosite him.
(Continued next week.)
Ottawa. -The recent six day run of
the Central Canada Exhibition at Ot-'
tawa saw an attendance of 239,46,0 -
an increase of 8,350 over the 1930
Ottawa. -Canada's present record-.
ed water resources are estimater by
the water power and hydrometric bur-
eau of the Department of the Interior
to provide foe a commercial installa-
tion of 43,000,000 h.p. The present
installation of 6,125,012 h.p. repres-
ents only slightly more than 14 per
cent. of the recorded possibilities.
Ottawa. -The 'Canadian Ayrshire
Breeders' Association reports. that
during the months of July and August
it received 100 repOrts of cows and
heifers that had qualified in the R. O.
P.-42 in the 365 day division and 58
in the honor roll or 305 day division.
In the 365 day division 37 of the 42
records were made on two milkings
a day.
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5.55
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