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Home My WebLink AboutThe Huron Expositor, 1931-10-16, Page 70 - Pe of m f- nt in 16 19 Is• RUPTURE SPh.1CIALIST . Rleptuee, Varicocele, Vaeicese Vane Abdominal Weakness., Spinal Deforms nes Consultation free. Call •o r write. J, G. SMITH, British Appli- ance Specialists, 15 Downie $te amt.. feed, Ont. 8202-52 , -. LEGAL Phone No. 91 JOHN J. HUGGARD .Barrister, Solicitor, • Notary Public, Etc. Beattie Block - - Seaforth, Ont. R. S. HAYS and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dominion Bank. Office in rear of the Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money te loan. Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyancer BEST & BEST Barristers, Solicitors, Coriveyan- ORS and Notaries Public, Etc. Office in the Edge Building, opposite The Expositor Office. VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V.S. . '' • Honor graduate of Ontario Veterin- ary College. All diseases of demestic animals treated. Calls promptly at- tended to andecharges 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 animists treated by the most modern principles. Charges reasonable. Day or night calls promptly attended to. 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, M,00refield's Eye and Golden Square Throat Hos- pitals, London, Eng. At Commercial Rotel, . Seaforth, third Monday in ach 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., Seaford'. Phone 90. DR. R. P. I. DOUGALL Honor graduate of Faculty of Medicine and Master 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 &6, Hensall, Ontario. 30044f ' 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. Parsona 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. 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"You have been getting rid of. that Whisky that father is so excited about. And you were the one; who took it out of the grain bin. You had it under your coat when I met you coming from the barn, this after- noon. . . . Oh, don't deny ite please! I'm not quite an imbecile. I knew then that you were hiding some- thing. When you walked I could hear it. And I didn't need to hear; your face was enoug-h. You looked - but there! eve -won't waste time arguing aver a certainty. I want to hear your explanation -if you have one." Her tone was coldly sarcastic, and it was a mistake. It helped him to recover from his surprise and chagrin -also it aroused his resentment. Af- ter 'all, why should he answer her cseestions? And he had donor nothing Of which to be ashamed. " "1 don't know that there is any ex- planation," he said. "If there is, I --well, why should I make it to you?" Her eyes flaehed. "Why should you make it to me?" she repeated. "Because y.ou owe it to me. I am Captain Bartlett's daughter." "But you 'Aren't. Cap'n Bartlett. If he asks me I shall tell him -perhaps. Or perhaps not. I'm not sure of 'ev- en that." , She rose' and stood facing him. "In- deed!" she exclaimed, scotnfully. "I see. You might tell father -perhaps! But you didn't, tell him. You knew how he felt 'about -about such things. And how nervous and -broken he is just now. You knew all this, and yet, instead of helping him, you -you help the'. sneaks that are •working against him. Oh, they are! Do you think he doesn't know it? Do you think. I haven't seen it 'since I have been here. How some of them hate him -and are jealous of him -sand -1- Oh, it is wicked!. Wicked!" • .She had turned her lack upon him and was on the way to her room, but he sprang after her and caught her arm. "Miss Bartlett," he said. She tried to free herself. "Let me be," she commended. "I shall call father." "All right, call him. I'm perfectly willing he should hear what I've got to say. But if I were you I should hear it myself first. After that, if you still want to, you may call him and welcome. Now came. back here and sit down, please." She hesitated. She was almost in tears, but, inexperienced with the sex as he was, he did not make the mis- take of thinking them. tears of grief. Then elle drew herself erect. "Very well," she said ici1r. "If you will take your hand away I will sit down and listen. I suppose I shall have to. But I shall never speak to you again as long as I live." All right. At any rate, I'll do the speaking for a while. All you need do is listen. . . . Now then: Miss Bartlett, I suppose you think, because. you caught me with that whisky jug this afternoon and to -night, that I brought the stuff down here and am responsible for the, drinking and for your father's trouble with the crew. Well, I'm not." She kept her word, so far as speak- ing was concerned. He might have been on a different planet if entire indifference to his existence could be offered as evidence. But he went dog- gedly on. Mentioning no names, he told of his suspicions concerning the drinking and the liquor smuggling, of his finding the jughof the recent in- terment behind the dune. Also he told why: he had acted as he did. "I didn't intend that your father should know anything about it," he said. "I didn't tell him for two or three reasons. One of them is that I kpew What a -well, what prepudices he had against drinkieg, and that, if he found Qut. he was likely' to act and speak as he did this afternoon. That performance of his was about the worst mistake he could have made -with this kind of a crew. About the worst; the very worst would have been to start overhauling their chests and kits as he talked of doing. I was trying to saveshine-yes, and you - from going on the rocks. Another thing was the crew themselves. They are good fellows; there isn't another bunch alongshore that can match them when it comes to doingethe jobs they're put here for. But they have to be handled carefully. They aren't drunkards -not a bit of it. So far as I know there isn't one who really cares a red cent for whisky. But; as you yourself have said a half-dozen times, they are like kids in some ways. Shut off down here they're looking for fun, mischief, skylarking -what- ever you want to call it. You can't lick 'ern -.--.they won't stand it -and the fellow that tries it had better quit before he begins. To get • along smoothly you must pretend not to see some thinge. To get rid ,of those things you must use reason, not force. Your father ought to know all this, I say -he has been in the service long enough -.but it begins to look as if he didn't know it." .He paused momentarily. She was looking at him now, and her expres- sion ,had changed. He noticed the change, but he went on- 'Suppoee .Cap'n Bart'ett had' found that whisky," he said, ,"and who brought it here? The regulations are pretty strict. He might, being as cranky as he is-- Oh, I know that is pretty plain, but I'm telling the straight truth now -he might start in toy that man out of this station and out of the service. What then? Well, in the first place, a good Man- yee, a good inn and a mighty good life-never-islost to Setuckit, and, more than that, his wife and family lose their bread and butter for a while. All that man needs -.really needs -is to have somebody, a fellow he knows • and believes in, tali a little common sense to him and ash' him to play the. game. That VMS what I was vine to do, if / had had a chance." She spoke then. "Who was the man?" she asked, irnpuls•ively. "Oh, but of course you won't tell. You shouldn't. I beg your pardon." "That's all right. No, of eourse I won't tell. And _I guess that is about all there is to say, Miss Bartlett. AA for my being a sneak and working against your father, that is -well, it isph se, that's all. I bad an idea was working far him. I've still got it -he idea. But I tell you, honest- ly, he has made the job a lot harder by his blow-up this afternoon." He nodded and walked towards the stairs; but now it was she who in- terfered. "Mr. Homer," she cried, "please don't go -yet. I am so sorry. I beg your pardon -oh, I do! And I am really ashamed of myself now. I might have known -yes, I think I did know even when I .pretended not to -that you weren't •.the kind of man I said you were. I understand now. And I thank you for making me under- stand, and for being such .a friend to father -nand me. Will you.. -will you shake hands -and forgive nee?" He took her hand. The look in her eyes .now was not one to he avoided. He certainly had no wish to avoid it. And her fingers were like electric points sending a peculiar and entirely unfamiliar shock throughout his sys- tem. He forgot everything else ex- cept that look and that handclasp. Yet he should not have fpygottene as an engaged man he should have remem- bered woodier hand and another pair of eyes. He should, there is no doubt of that; but there is just as little doubt that he did not -at that mom- ent. A CHAPTER IX Miss Bartlett left .Setuckit for Fair - borough and her work there the fol- ovring afternoon. That morning Cal- in'took Phinney aside and had a straightforward talk with him. He told Josh that it was he who had re- moved the jug from the grain bin, and got rid of it and its contents. "Um -hum. The whale business was kind of darn foolish for a man as old as I aril. I was all nervous and work- ed up on account o1 Sarah; and then, when 'twas all 'ever, and she and the baby was doin' well, I-" -He stop- ped and groaned. "All right, Cal. Pni glad you done what you did. Shall I tell the boys?" "Yes, tell those that know about the whisky. No need to say anything to Sam, or Seleucus-or Wallin It would only start them talking." "Well, Wallie----. Say, Cal, how did Bologny find out, auyway? You didn't tell Min; you say you didn't." "No, I didn't tell him. He just got oa to things, 1 suppose. It Was plain enough. All he had to do was to watch the way you fellows acted, and get near enough to you. But there's o'file more thing, Josh: I want you to help me keep things running smooth- y down here. Don't make any more. trouble for the cap'n than you can help." Phinney stared. "Good Godfreys mighty!" he cried. "You ain't play - in' pet to Bartlett, are "I'm not playing to anybody. All I'm thinking of is. this, Setuckit Life Station. It's got a reputation. The last thing Cap'n Ozzie asked was for us to keep that reputation where it is. Ian asking you and the rest to help do it." Josh whistled. "All right, Carl," he said again. "But we'll have one sweet job -with the keeper We've got." - "He hasn't done so badly." "He hasn't had any chance to do anything -yet. We've only had one craft to go to since he eome, and that didn't amount to anytbing. Let's see how he .acts in a February snorter, with a five -mile rbw and a toss-up be- tween keepin' afloat and goin' to the bottom. Let's she how he handles that." 'Probably he'll handle it all right." "Perhaps -maybe. But Seleucus Gammon don't think so. Seleucus still sticks to, it that he's got a yel- low strahk. Well, tiene'll tell, I cal'. late. I'll fix you up with the boys, Cal -about the rum jug, I mean." Norma's good-byes to the crew were said at the dinner table. They were more in the nature of au revoir than farewells, for she declared she should see them all again before very long. "I -have had a .perfectly lovely time," he said You have ail been very nice to me and I shan't forget it. Thank you ever and ever so much." With Calvin Homer she was a tittle more explicit and confidential. "I am going to try and come down again next month," she, said. "I am Still doubled about father. I hate to leave him. But I feel better since our talk last night, Mr: Homer. I kn6w that he has one. loyal friend bele. You will do all you can to make it easy for him, won't you?" Ile nodded. "I told you I wouldn't do what I could," he said. , "And that is a great deal. No one else could possibly do as much. And you have forgiven Me for being so stupid -and hateful -last night? I hope you have, because I haven't for- given myself. You will just forget it all, won't you? Proidise." He promised, but eaen as he did so he kneei he was not speaking the whole truth. Forgetting that mid- night meeting in the meas -room was not going to be' easy, She rode away, a few minutes lat- ter, in the -buggy for which her father had telephoned the night before. Ben- oni Accompanied her. Be was going as far es Oth.are, to see her eafely a- board the train, then Peleg Myrick was to bring him' down in the Wild Duck. •, I • 4. • 0,1,4 i 4 _ t. •• Qt. Ali* Moni • '..QOP,UT, g • 4itaitil.ife. V..;410Paiirlitiieft, 0;1E4 *wit Alter CA*9, • Ind ,SeaWavga lagAirt:LOW•• Pg7t4 ,Q1.11fit of a Neve lig4for4.10;41307;.' neve decked over ferward and 4 with a mot and pall„. slip Wan lens Chimed in the cone a1004:de the 0047.4 vis catboat. -• • • The men, a quartette of tanned and 1 square -shouldered huskies, were, p, shore. They had had dianer and were grouped about the door of the Jarvis shanty, tatradring, chatting and apparently awaiting orders. Alvin and Philander, thew employers, were, so Homer gusseseil, inside, probably dis-: cussing ways and means. Jarvis, al- though a hard worker, never did things in a hurry, and his partner had the reputation of being "mighty moder- ate." Calvin, glancing at the clock on the wall of the tower room, was inclined to think that little, if any, net mending would be accomplished that day. The consultation would probab- ly last an hour or two longer and end in the decision to begin operations bright and early the next morning. He stood by the window, looking down at the group by the Jarvis shanty. It was now augmented by three members of the Setuckit crew, Gammon among them. • There were shouts of laughter and Calvin sur- mised that, as usual, Seleucus was furnishing the cause. "Lord Annighty!" it was Bartlett who uttered the ex- clamation. Homer turned hastily from the Wihdow. The skipper was still peering through the telescope. His right hand steadied the glass, but his left was outstretched and shaking. "What's the matter?" demandedCalvin. Calvin. "What is it, Cap'n?" Bartlett turned. His face, beneath its tan, was pale. "She -she's struck," he gasped. "She's aground. Look!" Calvin, stepping forward, bent and gazedthrough the teleseope. Its rim framed a dismal circle of tumbling water, grey and white. In the centre of that circle was the little schooner, reefed fore and mainsails set, the remnant or a jib whipping, the whole seen through fringes of fling spray. The masts leaned at an angle, but they did not move. Ellis Badger was a true prophet. The schooner had not been able to fight clear of Sand Hill Shoal. She Wes hard and fast aground upon it. Here was another job for the Setiickit crew, the second that day -and the day but half over. Homer straightened and turnet to his commander. "Shall erder 'em out?" he asked. "All ready, are you, Cap'n?" Bartlett did not speak. He was a- gain peering through the glass, Cal- vin tsield again. "Shall I get out the 'beet?" he ask- ed, moving towards the door. His hand was on the knob when the skip- per shouted at -him.. "NV -here are you goin'?" he demand- ed. "Why -why, I thought -don't you want to order out the crew:Ph, "No, Not yet. Wait." Homer waited. -What there might be to wait for was beyond his under- standing. The Sand Hill, on a day like this was not likely to wait for the.m; it was already busy with that schooner. But he had been ordered to wait and it was his business to obey or- ders. Bartlett still stared through the glass. Steps sounded on the stairs and Hezekiah Rogers , opened the door. "Oh, Cal," said Hez. "I want to speak to you just a minute. Nothin' special, only I wanted to ask if you knew whether that box of salt in the kitchen is all we've got. It's runnin' low and, bein's I'm cook, I-" " 'Sshh!" ordered Bartlett savage- ly. He was still at the telescope. Homer motioned to Rogers and step- ped out on the landing. "Never mind the salt now, Hez," he whispered. "Tell the boys to get ready. That two -master is on the Sand Hill and we'll be starting for her in a minute." Rogers nodded and hurried down. Calvin re-entered the tower room. Bartlett was waiting for him. "What did you tell him?" he asked sharply. ' "Why, nothing except that the men had better get ready. I thought-" "You thought! You don't have to think, do you? I'm cap"n of this crew ain't I?" t, "Of course you are. Bu-" "Never mind then. When I get ready to give my orders I give 'em. You understand that?" Calvin did not reply. He was fur- iously• angry, and to speak would have been a risky proceeding. He swung on his heel. "Where are you goin'?" demandedBartlett. Bartlett. "Nowhere in particular. Outside, that's all." "You're- on duty here, ain't you?" "Yes." "Stay here then." Calvin hesitated. Then he walked back to the window. Below, on the beach, he saw Rogers hurrying from the back door towards the group by the Jarvis shanty. He joined that group. There was an instant of eag- er talk and then Hez, Seleucus and the other two members of the crew - they were Bloomer and Bearse-- started on the run for the station. He felt a hand on his arm. Looking ov- er his shoulder Ise say the skipper's face close to his own: It was still pale, but it wore a feeble, half -apolo- getic emile. "Don't mind the way I talked to you, Oalide," staminered Benoni. "I -I'm terveus and -dreadful worried. I ain't mad at you, or -or anything like that. I jest don't know what to do about this thing. I don't know what it's me duty to do." . • Homer thought he understood. O'n other occasions -one that very morn- ing -he bad seen hi a commander hes- itate when called to the rescue of a stranded vessel. He had seen him hesitate ,and linger when waiting 'seemed quite inexcusalvle. Rut when the moments of hesitation were he had carried the rescue work through with adequacy and dispatch. Captain 'Bartlett rettiened that ev- ening from his trip to •Ortam and was, for the next day or two, more than usually silent and non-eommun- icative. He spent his spare time, in his room -that so recently occupied by his daughter -and 'Hemer, visiting that room to report or etek'for orders, found him either reading in his new Bible or sitting by the window gaz- ing' out at nothing in particular. He was AS watchfully strict as ever in matters of _daily drill and routine, but he never again alluded to the smuggled whisky. His threat to search the men s belonging had either been forgotten, ernas. Calvin was in- clined to think; its fulfilment had been abandoned because of Norma's reas- oning and persuasion. Josh Phin- ney had, apparently, kept his promise • to help in noothing the ruffled feel- ings of- his comrades, for rebellious murmurings ceased and good -nature was the rule. 'Only Wallie Oaks ap- peared peevish and discontented. Wel- lie's popularity, never at sum -mer heat,. was now below zero. Then came the long -expected break in the stretch of good weather. The Government signals, day after day, were set for high winds and cold. Pelee Myrick's elbows and knees were filled , with disquieting pangs and his prophecies were gloomy and disturb- ing. .011 the first Thursday of. the new. year the Setuchit crew was call- ed out at four o'clock .in'the morning to the aid of a coasting schooner in trouble near the Sand Hill. The sea was high and the wind steadily in- creasing, but there was no- danger - as danger was reckoned at Setuckit. And yet the skipper was nervous - very pervous. For some minutes af- ter the call came he was in the tower, watching the schooner through the glass, and when Homer (ventured to hint that they were losing time he made no answer. At last, however, he gavel orders far the launching, and they started. The job was an easy one. The ves- sel --a three -masted coaster, on her way down from Nova Scotia with a cargo of lumber and shingles - was badly iced and some of her crew were sick. She was short-handed, and her skipper, worn out and half sick him - elf, had lost courage and set distress signals. They boarded her, cleared away the ice as best they could, made hot coffee for all hands and brought her out of the dangerous rips into he comparatively safe waters of the ship channel. There, a revenue cut- er happening along, they turned her over to the cutter's ^protection, and pulled back home. The signals, flying at the top of he pole, spelled "Easterly -winds in- creasing to gale velocity," By noon • he gale had arrived. The sea was pounding and thundering along the outer beach and all to the south-eas' vas a tumbling smother of green and white against an iron -grey sky. Far out, against the horizon, wereiscatter- ed white dots, vessels making an of- fing, edging sway from the shoals. Homer, on his way to the tower to relieve Badger, met the latter coming down, "What are you quitting for, Ellis?" he asked. "I'm ahead of thee." "Sure you are,", was the reply. "But the old man told 'me I needn't stay if I didn't want to. And I, knew you'd -be right along. He's up there, with his starboard eye glued to that spy- glass. And he's all of a twitter, seems sp. Uneasy as a tomcat out n a rainstorm. What's the matter with him?" "Oh, nothing in particular, I guess. He has been down in the dumps ever ince his daughter left. We'll all have o make allowances till he gets his bearings.h That Crooked Hill • bus nese; knoched him on his beam ends and he feels the care of this job more than he would if it hadn't. Even an easy thing like that schooner this morning is a good deal of a strain for him. He'll be all right; give him time." "Humph! Maybe so. But 'he's lia- ble to be strained again before long. There's a little two-mastey off back of the Sand.Hill that's mikin' heavy weather of it. 1 pointed her out to him and he ain't taken his eye off her since. Keeps talkin' to himself, he does. Gospel talk, too-anost of t. Sounds as if he was runnin' a missionary meeting all on his own hook. I begun to be afraid he'd be askin' me to sign a subscription pa- per for the heathen next. Say, al, do you cahlate he's crazy?" "Crazy! Do you think Cap'n Kel- logg would give that job to a crazy man?" "Huh! I tell you what I do think. I think Kellogg was crazy when he give it to him. But there! I'm goin' below to rest up a little mite. It'll be our luck to have to go off to that two -master afore the day's over. We have had a soft time so far this win- ter. Now the trouble will come in bunches, same as bananas -see if it don't." Homer found the skipper at the tel- escope. He. spoke to him, but Bart- lett did not answee. Calvin paced back and forth ;by the windows over- looking the bay and the group of fish shanties on the beach below. There was activity there, centring in the vicinity of the shanty occupied by Philander Jarvis and his sister. Phil- ander and another Orham fisherman named Alvin Crocker ad recently purchased a fish weir which had be- longed to one Labatt Poundberry of Harniss. Poundberry was dead and the weir was a part of his estate. It had been -dike all the fish traps along Setuckit beach -taken up when the winter set in, and the poles and nets were stored in another .buildin.g a mile or so up the shore. Jarvis and Crocker intended resetting it in the spring, before the mackerel began running. They were to work it in partnership. . s",;',ip, • • A*: ••:4" mennethe' ijarvies,' 4160:4r 08-9.8.4 10' • 04 .se-Prvel got ta think' dile Met ' leaked Oat of the win.0.4viongs'hore.,' • er eheattetten-had hastened te. of the clime behind the .shane were Aventine there gazing effete jPOiretiethle aw4a4teAliet4. .04)4athtati:.: an apron over her head, Steed in hts doorway looking after them, Bartlett „left the glass aid began Pacing up and down the floor. He was muttering disjointed phrases and sentences. They shosild like Serip- tural quotations or prayers. Sudden- ly he stopped. "What would you do, boy?" he de - minuted, his voice quavering. "What do yea think ought to be done? Speak out. Say aomethina why don't vote? Do you think it's right -for us to go off tethat schooner?" "Right? Safe, do you mean?" "Yes. Have I got a right to risk lives, the lives of them that's depend- ent on me -'risk 'em again, right off like this?" Homer was thoroughly alarmed now. There was a _risk, of course - there was always risk in their work --but no unusual risk. "Caen/ Bartlett," he began, 'Teton% see -I don't think you need to worry. We'll make it easy. And there is time enough if we start now. The longer we wait-" Bartlett interrupted. "I didn't ask you that," •he shouted. "I'm: cap'n here, ain't I? I didn't ask you whe- tmhe, errwe'd wait or not. I asked you if -if- Why don't you answer "I'm trying to answer you. You asked if it was safe. I say' it is." "You say so? What do you know about it? You ain't seen the wrath of God A'mighty movin' over the face of the waters the way I have. You ain't seen the fellers you've lived with and been with for year drownin' along side you. You ain't -oh, you ain't seen nothing! You say so -of course you do. But what does it means to you? Nothin', except your .own chance, and you can take that, same as I'd take mine. But what about the lives of them I'm responsible for? What about them that's put in my charge? Eh? Eh?" Homer thought he understood at last. It was not personal cowardice, it was the overwhelming sense of re- sponsibility for the safety of his crew which was breaking Benoni Bartlett's nerve. Gently but firmly he shook off the clutch on his sleeve. "There, there, Cap'n," he said. "Its all right. You're tired and worn out. This morning'job was too much for you. You go and turn in. Leave it to me. I'll attend to everything. We will get to that schooner and handle her all right. You turn in and leave it to me. I'll tell the boys you are sick." "Eh? What that? Who said I was sick?" "Why -well, you are next door to it. You aren't long out of the doc- tor's hands .and you had a hard strain this morning. 'Quiet -you! I ain't sick. And I won't have any lies told on my ac- count. I ain't responsible to you nor this crew for what I do. I'm respons- ible to God A'mighty. He's the one. When He tells me what's my dutyeI'll do it. You can go now. I want to be alone." "But, Cap'n, we've got to go. What shall I tell the crew?" "Eh. . . ? Well, you tell 'em to get ready to turn out. •Then you and they can wait for orders. That's all. . . . That's all. Gonbelow and tell 'em." Calvin went. The telling was not likely to be an easy task. The truth -the bare truth without attempt at explanation -would never dee The men would not understand and would think -almost anything. They were in the mess room when he reachedthere, oilskinned, sou'wes- tered, booted -ready for work. They greeted him with a yell. "Well, here you be at last," cried Phinney. "Thought you and Bologny had gone to sleep aloft there. What are we waitin 'for?" "The old man converted you, has he?" queried Badger. "He was hold - in' special service when I left. What did you stop to sing the last hymn?" Seleucus chimed in. "Wallie here is just chompin' the bit," he declared. "I had to hold him to keep him from swiminin' off to that schooner all on his own hook. 'Hese one of them dare- devils, Wallie is. Shall we start, Cal?" shook his head. "Not yet, • boys," he said. "Cap'n Bartlett isn't -well, he'll' be down in a minute, He told me to tell you to be ready when he came." • • There wasp a roar of laughter.; "Be ready!" repeated Phinney. "We've been ready for much as ten minutes. All hands are hereliut Ed. and Sam, and they're out harnessina Ready - hub! If Bologny'd left it to us we'd have had the boat through the surf by now." "The orders are to wait," said Cal- vin. ---, "But, Cal--" "Oh, take it easy, Josh! We need not worry if the skipper doesn't." Fine minutes passedh. then five. more. Philander Jarvis opened the outer door and Icyakedi in. "What are you fellers hangin' a- round that stove for?" he demanded. "All dead -are you? That craft'll go to pieces if you don't get to her some time this:week." The Setuckit crew were sufficiently critical themselves but they did not brook criticism from outsiders. °Go pick the herrie scales out of your hair, Phil,' 1 ordered Seleucus "This aiiet your funeral." Jarvis grunted. "There'll be a few funeeals if you fellets don't get on to your jab," he announced. "And' if .a• nient••.(•,;,, ek.• 64, L 5 t:Choone r 4 u - • Isac e. en find Annal340 s ma.ld ebe.'h an Melt tanO,and 12 ennY?" .fidgeted rien-yes, or would have been half;waY"5.04 tt.hh eit:tikietilippheeerr"AJnyeadmeinubistelpphele,4.04:*: When he did they were amazed the:;.; him in ordinary clotlina iiisteachef rough -weather rig. He was paler than ever, or so it seemed to Oalrine, • and his glance Wavereda little as it surveyed the crew. Yet the .haatde which he raised for silence was stead enough. His tone was - conciliatore.. Homer thought 'it almost pleedinge • e "Men," he said, "there's a schooner, h' ashore on the Sand Hill. She seems to lay easy ,and I think there's- no present danger. 'Wio may most likely have to go off to her, but we'll wait and rest a spell first. There's a rug, end sea runnin' and it's blavvin' a gale. 'Twould be a hard pull for you, after the one you had this morniith I'll go aloft now and keep an eye oar her :through the glass. Stand by till you hear from me." Be turned and they heard Wzn'. climbing the stairs. The crew Star- ed at each other in silence for a mo- ment But only for a moment; then the silence was broken. EVeryone had something to say and said it. They crowded about Homer, demand- ing to know what it meant, what they were waiting for. (Continued next week.) Render Important Service. The important work which agri- cultural representatives are doing in the rural districtof Ontario is prob- ably not fully appreciated although el is receiving greater recognition each year. Many of the repres.enta- tives have been with the departmient over a long period bf years, have gain- ed a very useful knowledge and are serving their -respective districts most capably. It is learned that thirty of the representatives 'have been in tbe service five years or more; 14 for fif- teen years or more; 9 for -sixteen years; -3 for `seventeen years; 7 for - eighteen years; 5 for nineteen years, and one far twenty years. Since the present director, R. S. Duncan, assumed office 14 years ago, there has been a turnover of 66 agricultural re- presentatives in the service. Twelve are now farming, 36 are still connect- ed with agriculture in some way or other, and 18 have allied themselves with other business. LONDON AND WINGHAM South. p.m. Wingham 2.05 Belgrave 2.22 Blyth 2.33 Londesboro • 2.40 Clinton 8.03 -'b Brucefleld 8.26 Kippen 3.33 Hensall 3.39 Exeter 3.53 North. Exeter Hensall Kippen Brumfield Clinton Londesboro Blyth Belgrasve .Wingham .•11, 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 10.59 11.12 11.18 11.27 11.58 12.16 •12.23 12.33 12.47 p.m. 2.40 2.56 3.05 8.21 3.27 3.32 West, Dublin 11.24 9.17 St. Collimban 11.29 Seaforth 11.40 9.30 Clinton Clinton ... 11.55 9.44 Holmesville 12.05 9.53 Goderich 12.20 10.10 C. P. R. TIME TABLE East. S.M. • Goderich . 5.50 5.55 6.04 6.11 e 6.25 Walton 6.40 McNaught 6.52 Toronto 10.25 West. Menset McGaw Auburn Blyth Toronto McNaught Walton Blyth Auto= McGaw Meneset Goderich • emu. 1.40 11.418' 1242 , t'▪ " it 41, • V • 44