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Zurich Herald, 1946-09-05, Page 6IASURE THE SEA By George E. Walsh SYNOPSIS CHAPTER II: Circumstances force Dick and Pettigrew to get into different lifeboats. The boats have to separate in the storm. A n^tve upsets and sink the boat in which Dick is riding. He saves himself by clinging to a few boards torn from the boat. Everyone else drowns. After three tortured days, he fishes in a mass of seaweed and eats the shrimps he finds. These re- store his will to live, He dimly makes out what seems to be a sail in the distance. The sail vessel ap- proaches and Dick sees that it is a two -masted lugger, probably a 'fishing boat. The crew pull Dick aboard. They are an black men of thy rnixesl Int ll,tn anal Negro stock called Carib. The evil -looking cap- tain, Tucu, is part white. CHAPTER 111 Dick concluded that he would be a hard customer to deal with, and it would be much better to court his friendship than to pro- voke his enmity. Black Burley, the nate, was nearly as tall and powerful as the skipper, but his black shiny face and swarthy limbs proclaimed the pure Carib Negro, While he was eating and drink- ing, Captain Tucu grunted and broke the silence. "Where'd y'drift from?" he ask- ed gruffly, his words singularly free from the taint of his black ancestor's dialect. "From the City of Bahia — wrecked four days ago," Dick re- plied, wiping his mouth. "Struck something in the storm, reef or • p- other ship, and went down in half an hour. Four hundred people 'aboard—men, women and little children. I was in the last boat that left her, and we capsized— Glory! It was awful!" * * * 11c closed his eyes an instant as if to shut out the memory of it. When he opened them again, Cap- tain Tucu was asking eagerly: "Anytlmin` left? Lots o' wreck- age from a steamer floats." "Nothing but the small boats," replied Dick, "and they were filled with people." The half-breed nodded hir head and muttered something to his mate in a dialect that Dick could not translate. "Where was this steamer?" de- manded Tucu, turning suddenly to Dick. "What latitude?" Dick Jordan shook his head. "I don't know. I'm not a sailor." The skipper's face clouded with disappointment, and an ugly scar across his left cheelc showed red, mottled with white. Dick did not like the looks of it. "Carib renegades," he reasoned to himself. "Sea scavengers—half fishermen, half pirates They'd kill me without batting an eyelash if it suited their purpose." He glanced past the semi -circle of black faces and he saw the wide, heaving, limitless sea The shock of being adrift upon it for another period awakened his mind from its dull lethargy. He had to stay aboard the lugger until they reached shore or met another ship. He smiled craftily, and spoke slowly. "Wait a minute, captain! Come to think of it, I'm wrong. I heard the wireless operator calling for help and giving the steamer's posi- tion. I'm something of a wireless expert myself. It was—it was—" He hesitated and cocked his head sideways in the attitude of one recalling something that elud- ed his memory. "I got it", he ad- ded a moment later. "It was North latitude 13—and 80 or 81 —yes, that must have been the longitude -80 or 81." To Dick's surprise, Captain Tu - cu broke in abruptly: "The Roncador Bank!" Black Burley nodded his head, and rumbled: "We can make it in five hours," Roncador Bank was a mystery to Dick. They seemed to know where that was. Perhaps, after all, that was the explanation of the queer accident. The City of Bahia had strucic the reef in the night of the storm and foundered as a result of it. "If I can make myself of service to them, they will keep me," Dick reused to himself. "There- fore, I niu`st make myself indis- pensable. But how?" "If I sail with them, Pll know too much—find out things they'll want to keep secret. Therefore I'll be no better off in the end than now. They'll never put me ashore. On some dark night, Pll disappear, unless—" His mind stopped abruptly. He was jolted out of his reverie by the shadow of the skipper in front of him. When he looked up, how- ever, he was smiling in spite of the shock. "You rescued me in the nick of time, captain," he said pleasantly. "Another hour in the water, and I'd been done for, I'm mighty grateful." Captain Tucu nod'ded, but made no comment. Dick felt that his fate was hanging by a slender thread. The indecision on the oth- er's face was menacing; but the smile never faded from Dick's lips. He continued easily: "When we get to the spot where the steamer went down, I may help you find something of value." The captain's face grew sud- denly and eager. "What's that?" he demanded, stepping nearer. "Smuggling, you know," Dick went on, feeling his way careful- ly, "isn't a lost art. It's still prac- ticed." * * * He winked and grinned, with the intent of simulating special knowledge. Tucu stepped closer and scowled, but behind the scowl was an eager expectancy. "Y'was stnugglin'?" he deman- ded, thrusing his face close to Dick's. "That isn't a fair question, is it, captain?" laughed Jordan. "If I confessed to it you could—could— oh, well," he added, slugging his shoulders. "I guess you wouldn't arrest me—not if we divided the stuff(' he winked again, anxious at heart but on the surface smil- ing and complacent. Would the man fall for the bait? The skipper was eyeing him, half in doubt, half in eager ex- pectancy. All the avarice of his nature was in his eyes. But he was slow and crafty—not child- like as his half Carib brothers. "What is it?' he grumbled, checking his impatience. "Why specify?" retorted Dick, half rising. "It's enough that it's valuable—a rich haul." A gleam of anger shot from the other's eyes. To pacify him, Dick added: "I picked them up in South Am- erica at a big bargain. If I get them in the United States, they'll be worth—worth—well, I can't get them through. The City of Ba- hia's gone to the bottom. So, of course, the jewels were lost, too". * * * Captain Tucu interrupted with an oath. "Y'left 'em aboard!" he growled. "Y' didn't have sense enough to save 'em?" "Hold on, captain! If you're going to cuss me for a fool, I'll shut up, and you'll never get a sight of the jewels. I said they'd gone down with the steamer. Wouldn'tthat be the natural con- clusion of their owners when they heard of the foundering of the City of Bahia? For all I know every mother's son aboard, ezcept me, was lost, You couldn't expect me to save smuggled goods under such circumstances, could you? That lets me out as an agent for —for—" He smiled craftily, watching the expression of the half-breed's face and eyes. He was following him —nibbling at the bait. Dick drew an unconscious sigh of relief. The skipper was eyeing him, half in doubt, half in eager expec- tancy. "They didn't go down then?" snapped Tucu. "Ye—ye—got 'em?" Dick chuckled at his eagerness, The Quulity Tea " SALA TEA FAMILY IS BOXED IN E. E. Parker of Green Cove Springs, Fla., refused to be baffled by the housing shortage. He built this combination home and gasoline station for himself and family out of ammunition boxes discarded by the Army and Navy. CHRONICLES of GINGER . FARM By Gwendoline P. Clarke Last Friday I think we all felt like saying—"Bring out the band, run up the flag—we are through with the harvest." Yes, "all is safely gathered in" but not without incident. There were just about six orseven more loads to get in when, in drawing up the first bundle on Thursday morning, the solid oak beam to which the track is attached; splin- tered and broke, crashing right into the mow over the swing beam. Of course, a huge bundle of sheaves went with it.. Partner was halfway up the ladder on his way to the mow when it happened. Had he been in the mow dear knows what would have been the result. As it was no one was hurt but it meant a lot of extra work — pitching sheaves straight from the wagon. into the mow. Of course the track can be fixed but, like so many other repair jobs, the question is — "when?" On Friday we celebrated the end of harvest by taking in a show - a very appropriate show and com- ing at an opportune time -"State Fair". It is a long time ,since we enjoyed a movie like we did that one. It .didn't seem like a movie-- it was just life on the screen -- 886 886 4 autine&t. Tots love soft cuddly dolls. De- light them with this brother -and - sister pair, each made of one sock. They are a very easy toy to make. These stock dolls cost next to nothing to make and are sewn in no time. Clothes are removable. Pattern 886 has pattern; directions. Send TWENTY CENTS in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern to the Needlecraft Dept., Rooth 421, 73 Adelaide St. West, Toronto. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. "If I had them," he said easily, "yoti could take them. There's all I brought away with me." He pointed to the collection of the things frons his pockets he had spread out in the sun to dry, The skipper scowled in perplex ity. His face assumed crafty sus- picion, as he turned upon Dick with an ugly leer. "If y'lcnow where they are," he. said slowly, "ye'd keep a whole skin by tellin' me. I ain't wastin' tune talkie'. Y'know where they are?" "Sure, captain — or pretty near it," smiled Dick impudently, "1 put them overboard with a string at- tached to 'em --and a float to the end. Reckon I could pick up that float." (To Be Continued) which, after all, Is wnat a good show should be — although many are far from it. Or are they? 1 suppose what I really mean is that "State Fair" is life as we like to visualize it, whereas "Lost Week - End" may be just as true an inter- pretation of life but hardly the kind to give one any satisfaction or up- lift. As I sat down to write this col- umn I was just thinking of all the things that can happen in one week—not just on this farm but all through this or any community. Take this district for instance: from one farm a frail little woman was taken to hospital; a shower was given for a returned man and' his English bride; a young mother was operated on for appendicitis; a little boy was badly bitten by a dog; a well -driller moved in and began drilling for water on a farm where it was urgently needed. All that within the space of a mile— to say nothing of the things that. happened that I know nothing about. And yet some folk think nothing ever happens in the coun- try. Actually a whole story could be woven around each of those in- cidents — a story that would be chock full of human interest. But back to Ginger Farm. It is nearly a month since Daughter was home. And the reason? — car trouble. I was talking to Daughter yesterday and .of course I suggested train or bus service as an alterna- tive. "Oh mother," was the answer. "don't suggest it. Only an emerg- ency .will snake me travel by train or bus again for a while. It is really awful." Then I remembered the reason. Last time and friend Bert came by bus, Bob took them down to the Queen Elizabeth on a bank holiday night to catch the return bus from there. They stood waiting for over an hour while bus after bus, jam- med to the doors, went whizzing by. Finally they stood. on the high- way where a passing motorist took pity on them and gave them a lift to Toronto. So that's how they got back that time. Niece Joy does a little better corning up from Hamil- ton although yesterday she had to stand must of the way. It looks as if the next few weeks around here will be like a game of "Washington Poat". Thursday means exit for Betty. Saturday Joy finishes her hospital field work in Hamilton and will be here for an indefinite holiday and after that McGill for her. Sometime in Sep- tember we expLct another neice, and after that family comings and goings are problematical. Come to think of it there seems to have been a redundancy of females this summer, doesn't there? I have been telling Joy that while she is here I think I will leave the family to her tender mercies and take a couple of days off myself. That is one idea for a holiday but yesterday I hit on another. I told them if they would all go away and leave me at home alone it would be just as good(. The only hitch to that plan is the fact there would be still cows to milk and chickens to feed. Come to think of it I don't really want to rmiim away from work —I only want less of what 1 don't want to do and more time for what I want to do—if you know what I mean: BE FIRM ! Always insist on Maxwell House Coffee: It's Radiant -Roasted by a spe- dal process that captures all the extra flavor and goodness of the superb Maxwell House blend. ISSUE 36-1146 Suuduy Scloo Lesson The Perils of Covetousness Exodus 20:17; Proverbs 11:23, 24; Lukeex12:13-21. Golden Tt. — Ile that trusteth in his riches shall fall: but the righteous shall flourish as a branch. — Proverbs 11:28. The Tenth Commandment The Tenth Commandment is the most inward of all the command- ments because it forbids not an ex- ternal act, but a hidden mental state, which is the root of nearly every sin against a neighbor. Covet- ousness is the unlawful desire for something which is another's. The righteous man lives to give all possible good to others but the wicked man will receive the just re- ward of evil, the displeasure of Al- mighty God. Generosity, whether in thought, word or deed, brings peace and joy in this life. But the niggardly, those who withhold what is due to others, will suffer loss. Folly of Covetousness The parable of covetousness pic- tures the, man who was concerned solely with his own affairs. His rapidly increasing wealth brought him anxiety and care. He was per- plexed to know where to put his fruits. Having built his barns and be- stowed his good therin he would take his ease. The rich man neither addressed God nor his fellow man, only his selfish self, "my soul". He told his soul that he had "much goods laid up for many years." .But his soul had nothing laid up, only his body, and that not for many years, but for a few short hours. The place to lay up goods for many years is not new barns, but heaven. They are laid up there by giving them away. 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