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1440 Ont.'
'she 'ski.ppear''s figure stiffened. He
shook his lead; •
"When I get ready to turn in I'll
do "it," he said gruffly. "I don't need
any orders from • you -or anybody
else. Who's been talkin' about my
bene' sick? Who has? I g,ttppose
they think I ain't capable of handlin'
this job? Thetis it, eh?" .
Calvin ignored the rasping irrita-
tion in the tone. The man wartx sway-
ing on his feet evo: as he spoke.
"They know better, than to. think
that, Cap'n," he protested, with a
smile. "They saw how you handled
the job we just finished."
To his surprise the effect of this
speech was one of alarm rather than
reassurance. The keeper looked be-
wildered and frightened. He drew
a hand across his forehead.
"Did I do it all right?" he asked
anxiously. "Do you -do they think
I handled it all right?" e
"Why, of course they do. You know
you did,"
Bartlett drew a long breath,. That
is good . . that's good," he
sighed. "Tell me -was ' 1 kind of -
kind of rough?"
"Rough?"
"Yes. I -boy, I used to be a pret-
ty hard ticket in the old days. Used
to act rough --wand talk rough. Even
now when I get excited -I -I'm liable
to lose my temper and do things
and say things -that-----. Well, nev-
er mind, never mind. It's a hard'fight
for a man like me to keep His com-
inandments-yes, 'tis. We're all
poor weak -sinners and I'm as weak
as the rest:, Maybe He'll make allow-
ances for me; don't you cal'late He
will?"
Calvin shook his head. "There,
there, Cap'n Bartlett," he said, "don't
worry. Nobody could have done bet-
ter than you did. You're tired and
you need rest, that's all. Turn in for
a while."
(Bartlett sat down upon the bed.
"Maybe I will," he said feebly. "May-
be I will. I-,1 do feel sort of beat
out. I don't' know what's the matter
with me these days: I ain't the man
I used to be, seems so. That Crooked
Hill business took it out of me more'n
I thought, I guess. 'Do you know,
boy," he added, looking up, with a
pathetic appeal in his eyes, "it's a
funny thing to say, but I can't hardly
seem to remeinbeemuch about goin'
off to that schooner. I remember
startin', but after that it's ail sort of
-of mixed up. . Don't you
tell nobody I said that, will you?"
"Of course not."
They passed the whaleboat on the
way in. The Crocker and Jarvis crew
were taking it easy now and they
made no attempt to race with their
successful rivals. The dangerous
"rips" were navigated safely and the
landing in the cove made without
trouble. The lifeboat was beached
and the schooner's men helped ashore.
Homer, busy with the rest, had paid
no heed to Bartlett. When he did
turn to the latter, tb ask for further
orders, he found him gone.
"He's up to the station long ago,"
volunteered Seleucus. "Started just
as soon as we made the beach. Didn't
get hurt out yonder, did he? He look-
ed pretty sick to me."44
Calvin superintended the transfer
of the practically helpless sails from
the shore to the station.- Then he
hurried back to attend to the housing
of the boat. The whaleboat had ar-
rived by this time and its recent oc-
cupants were exchanging repartree
with the life-savers.
"Little mite late on gettin' started,
wan't you, Josh?" queried Crocker
with a grin. "What was the matter;
somebody's feet chilly, or somethin'
like that?"
'Homer's first question -when the
lifeboat was back in the boat -room and
the shipwrecked men warmed, fed and
stretched on the cots in the spare room
-was concerning the whereabouts of
his superior. Hezekiah Rogers, who,
as cook, had remained ashore while
his comrades went off"to the schooner,
answered the question.
"He's in his room yonder," said Hez,
"Come straight in, the minute • you
fellers "landed, and marched by me
without sayin' a word. I asked him if
he didn't want a clip of coffee, but he
never peeped. He Was talkin' to him-
self, seemed so, and ,if you could judge
by his face, he didn't like to hear what
he said. Is he sick, Cal? They tel
me he was a reg'lar bucko mate on
the way off to the shoal. Swore a
blue streak! 'Gbdfreys!" with a
chuckle, "I didn't think he knew how.
Must be more of a man than we give
him credit for."
Calvin knocked at the door of the
keeper's room. There was no answer
to his first knock, nor the one which
followed. He bent to the crack of
the door and listened. He heard the
steady murmur of a n nice within.
Bartlett obviously was alone. There-
fore, just as obviously, he must still
be talking to himself. -
Calvin opened the door, looked, and
then, entering, closed the door care-
fully behind him. The skipper was
•lying halfway across the bed, his
legs trailing upon the floor, his head
upon his arms. His sou'wester lay
at his feet; and the water which had
run from his dripping oilskins and
rubber boots was in puddles about
him. He was groaning and muftter-
ing.
"Oh, Lord, forgive me!" Homer
hes him say. "Forgive • a poor,
ak sinner. Send dawn your for-
giveness upon him. Be Merciful, Lord
ander"
Calvin called his name. "Cap'n
Bartlett," he cried sharply. "Cap'n
Bartlett!"
Bartlett ceased to groan and mut-
ter. Slowly he raised his head, turn-
ed, and looked.
"Eh?" he stammered. "Eh? • Did
somebody-.-- Who ie it? What do
you want?" -
"It's me -Homer. 'What's the mat-
ter? Are you sick?"
The keeper blinked at him for a
moment. Then he raised himself to
his knees.
"What are .you doin' in here?" he
asked.
"Why --why, I came to see what
ailed you. I knocked and you didn't
answer,' so-so I thought you were
sick, or hurt, or something. I heard
you groan."
Bartlett stood erect; he swayed•
little, and caught the bed's head t
steady himself,
"I -I-" he faltered; "I guess may-
be I don't feel very good. I don't
know what-- Was I, groanin', you
say?"
"Lay to it!" screamed Bartlett.
"-Haul, you weak -livered swabs! Haul!
The lifeboat swung on, its bow
headed straight for the, little space
between the schooner and the whale-
boat. A collision was certain, and it
meant the staving and perhaps sink-
ing of the Crocker craft. The life-
savers gazed at their skipper; their
stroke involuntarily slackened. Bart-
lett noticed it.
"Pull!" he roared. "What are you
hangin' back for? Pull!"
The rival crew was growing anx-
ious. Jarvis had not yet made fast
to the schooner, and unless he did --
•
id- .--
Crocker•shouted.
"Look out!" he ' warned. "Keep
off!"
Benoni Bartlett, erect in the life
-
boat's stern, did not move his steer-
ing one inch.
"Out of my way!" he cried, "Damn
,your black souls! • Get out -or I'll
ram straight through you!"
And the whaleboat did get out of
the way. The men aboard her were
anything but cowardly, but they had
no time to think or prepare for resist-
ance. Their boat swung off just in
time and that of the Setuckit crew
shot into'the space it had occupied.
Seleucus and Homer seized the schoon-
er's rail. Bartlett, abandoning the
steering oar, tumbled on board. Phin-
ney would have followed, but Galvin
got ahead of him.
"Hold her, boys!" he 'shouted. "I'm
going."
The skipper' had attempted to
scramble up the sloping deck, but a
sea, breaking over the forequarter,
threw him headlong back. Homer
caught him as he reeled to the rail,
and lield him tight.
"Let go of me," gasAed Bartlett.
"Let go of me, or I'll kill you."
But Calvin did not let go. It was
perfectly obvidts that nothing could
save. the schooner. The vessel's crew
were climbing down the rigging. Two
of them were already in the lifeboat.
"Steady, Cap'n, steady," he plead-
ed. `;We can't do anything here.
She'll go any minute. The men are
in the boat now. .'Come on." '
Bartlett fought like a wild man. He'
Ordered, begged, even -to Calvin's
amazement, --swore. Then, all at once
he seemed to wilt -to collapse com-
pletely.
"What do you want?" he panted,
feebly. "I -I --what shall we do?"
"We can't do anything. We've got
the men. Get back into the boat."
He pushed his commander to the
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Tourists Spend Four Billions
Canada is richer by not less than
four billion ddllars, spent by U. S.
motor tourists here in the past 12
mohs, according to a computation
mad by the American Automobile
Association.
A close tabulation has been'taken
by the association on the number of
tourists awheel during the last 121
months and, although there has been
a substantial reduction in the number t
of persons utilizing the railroads for'
vacation purposes, there apparently
has been little reduction in the num-
ber using motor cars.
Approximately 25 per cent, of the
expenditures made by automobile
tourists are given to the retailers
over the routes traversed; restaur-
ants on the route received 20 per
cent. of such tourists' expenditures;
hotels or camps patronized, 17 per
cent.; garage and filling stations, 12
per cent..; transportation accounts
for 10 per cent.; theatres and amuse-
ments, 10 per cent.. and confection -
LONDON AND WINGHAM
South.
P
By Joseph C. Lincoln
Continued from last week.
"It's blowin' harder every minute,"
protested Phinney. "She'll break up
afore 'we get to her. What's the
matter with him, Cal? Don't he
know that?"
"Rest!" snorted Bloomer, who had
come in from the stable. "Does he
think them seas off yonder are rest -
in'? 'Is he loony?? What did he
say to you, Cal?"
Seleucus was .at his elbow. "Yel-
low, that's what's the matter, Cal,"
he whispered "It's the yellow streak
showin'. He's scared, that's what
ails him."
Homer tried to quiet the tumult. He
was as perturbed and as digested as
the rest, but, as Number One man,
he relt that he must not show his
feelings. He had promised Kellogg to
use his influence for order and obedi-
ence. And he had promised Norma.
Yet, it was up to him.
"Here, hold on, boys'!" he urged.
"Don't go up in the air. The old
man must know what he's doing. And
it's his business, not ours."
There was another babel.
"His business!" -"to set around
here and rest while that schooner's
goin' to pieces?" -"What do you think
Oz Myrick would say to that?" -
"Cal, what's the matter with you, any-
way?"-"IGodfreys! it's catchin' and
Cal's got it now."
These were some of the angry pro-
tests.
"Come on ,boys!" yelled Phinney.
"This place makes me sick. Come on
outside. To hell with Bologny! Come
on!"
Calvin blocked the doorway, "Hush!
he shouted. "Josh, you fool, use your
common-sense,, if you've got any.
What do you want to do; get this
whole crew fired'? You've had your
orders. I don't like 'em any better
than you do, but they are orders.
Shut up! Stay where you are, I tell
you!"
They stayed, but only because he
was at the door and they could not
pass without 'a fight.
Horner seized the opportunity.
"Go outdoors, if you want to," he
suggested, "but hang around and be
ready. We'll start any minute now,
you can bet on that."
It was Oaks who led the way out
and he was pursued by a hectoring
crowd. The telephone bell rang. Cal-
vin answered the caii�'He canie away
from the instrument'' more troubled
than ever. It was the Orham Station
which had called. ' They were watch-
ing the stranded schooner and wanted
to know why Setuckit had not start-
ed to her rescue. Homer assured
them that Setuckit was about to start
.'but was it?
He moved toward the stairs. He was
strongly tempted' to make another
trial at urging prompt action by his
skipper. What caused him to hesitate
was the habit of obedience which ser-
vice under Myrick and Kellogg had
made part of his nature. Discipline
in a life-saving station might be lax
enough in minor matters, but, at the
final, test, the orders of the keeper
wernot to be questioned nor disput-
ed. Nothing excused disregard of
those orders.
So he hesitated. And, as he stood
there, suddenly, outside the station,
arose a tumult of shouts and excited
profanity. He ran to the window.
The crew had been standing near the
door; now he was just in time to see
the last man running in the direction
of the Jarvis shanty. He threw open
the door and hurried' out.
. In the'cove the Crocker whaleboat,
under the merest rag of sail, was
moving out into the bay. It was fill-
ed with men; Crocker himself was at
the tiller, and with him were Jarvis
and the four longshoremen from' Or -
ham. The boat was headed, not
down the beach towards • the weir
shanty, but jet the other direction, to-
wards the point and the open sea.
For a moment Calvin did not under-
stand. Where on earth were they
bound -those men in that whaleboat
-in such a gale and through such a
sea? And then the meaning of it
flashed to his mind. He ran head-
long down to the beach where his
comrades were standing. He seized
the. nearest-'Bearse, as it happened
-by the shoulder and swung him viol-
ently round.
"Are they going off to that schoon-
er?" he demanded savagely.
'Sam Bearse was, ordinarily, a quiet
sober. man. Now his answer was• de-
corated with a savage fringe of oaths.
Yes, that was just where the whale-
boat was going. Crocker and Philan-
der had reamed . of the orders to
"wait" and had stolen •a march on
them. If they salvaged •that schoon-
er they could claim payment from the
underwriters, It was a risk,• t
those fellows were a touch crowd's d
would risk anything for money.
"And we," bellowed Bearse, "we
stand here and see 'em go. For God
sakes, Cal, what do you think the
whole Cape'll say about us when it
hears the -yarn? Wle loafin' here and
-and that blanked dashed yellow dog
up there in that tower-"
eries, 6 per cent.
Doubtless the depression was re-
sponsible for some reduction in 'the
per capita expenditures. The ratio
for this, however, has not been
worked out, but it has not been
sufficient to greatly/•reduce the ag-
gregate. One of the factors in -this
season's vacation by'motorists has
been the greater length of time tak-
en by' Americans passing through in-
to Canada. In times past.most of
these who visited the Dominion have
confined , their attentions largely.to
resorts close to the border. This
year and last, however, there 'has
been a tendency to go farther into
the country thus visited.
p.m.
Wingham 2.05
Belgrave 2.22
Blyth 2.33
Londesboro 2.40
Clinton 3.08
Brucefield 3.26
Kippen 3.33
Hensel' 8.39
Exeter 8.53
North.
Exeter 10.59
Hensel]. 11.12
Kippen 11.18
Brucefield 11.27
Clinton 11.58
Londesboro .... 12.16,
'Blyth '1 .23
Belgrarv'e 12.33
Wingham ' 12.4"
C. N, R.
East.
Goderich
Holmesville .......•
Clinton ,
Seaforth .•••
St. Columban
Dublin
'Vest.
a.m. pan.
6.35 2.40
6.50 2.50
6.58 3.05
7.12 3.21
7,18. 3.27
7.23 3.32
)hrblin 11.24 9.17
St. C'olumban 11.29 ...
Seaforth ...., 11.40 9•$0
Clinton ... 11.55 9.44
Holmesville 12:05 9.53
Goderich 12.20 10.10
C. P. R. T'!ME TABLE
East. '
a.m.
Ctoderich ..... , • 5.60
Menset . 5.55
,McG'aw s. -- 6.04
bUrn , • .. , 6.11
h .•„ , 625
6.40
6.52
10.26
dAlton -
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T7sranto
West.
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s:fi.i i tia.+• r r l} 40,40 titage• Ill only pulyli'4 or$'hnfizatrio ,.
ly moving whaleboat, and then whirl-
ed back.
"Turn out all hands!" he roared.
"What are you standin' here for?
Turn 'em out! Lively!"
That was enough. Homer leaped
to the stairs.
The boat, on its ear, was out of the
house before the skipper dashed from
the door of the station. He was
bareheaded, his oilskin coat unbutton-
ed. He shouted orders as he came.
"'Lively!" he bellowed. "Get her
goin''!"
The oars fell into place with a clat-
ter. 'Homer and Seleucus jumped to
their seats in the bow.
"Off -with her!" roared the skipper.
He was, of course, the last aboard,
and, so reckless was his frenzieddis-
regard of personal safety that Bearse
had tb literally drag him over the
stern out of the boiling surf. The
bottom of the boat was awash as they
swung up to the. crest of the first
breaker.
"Row!" ordered Bartlett. "lhow !
Lay to it, you loafers! Haul, why
don't you?"
It was a row -that one. Not that
the seas were higher than many they
had found, or even as high,..rior the
gale as strong, nor the' cold as pun-
ishing. But with every stroke the
skipper 'bullied• them, roared at them,
drove them op. Seleucus, swinging
his great shoulders back and forth,
managed to turn his head and gasp a
word to his nearest neighbor.
"Plumb crazy, Cal," he panted.
"Plumb crazy --if you ask me."
Crazy or not -and Homer was in-
clined to share Gammon's opinion--
the
pinion`the torrent of abuse and bullying was
achieving results. They were gain-
ing on the whaleboat. Crocker and
his companions had given up trying
to make headway with the fragment
of sail they could carry, and were al-
so rowing. And they were not novic-
es at the work. The Setuckit boat
gained steadily, but it gained slowly.
They were perhaps fifty yards apart
as they came down the stretch, the
Sand Hill Shoal and the stranded
schooner a quarter of a mile away.
But the whaleboat made it first.
She was drawing under the little ves-
sel's lee, as the lifeboat came leaping
up. The schooner's men -there were
but four of them -were in the rig-
ging. Crocker and' Jarvis were pre-
paring to make fast to the rail.
Good Blues Singer ,
Is• Born, Not Made
A good ,J?lues singer is hard to find.
Great, therefore, was the rejoicing
or. the part of William Stoess, musi-
cal director of WLW, at he recent ar-
rival of Mildred Lawler, latest radio
"find" of Director Stoess.
"As far as I have been able to
determine one literally must find his
blues singers for -peculiarly enough
-it seems ini'possible, to develop
them," remarks Stoess.
"A singer, no matter how talent-
ed she may be, either has or hasn't
the blues style. No amount of train-
ing and coaching will make a blues
singer out of an artist who doesn't
d''iready have the inborn ability to
sing in this characteristic blues man-
ner now so popular with radio, theatre
and supper club devotees." •
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rail. Bearse and Oaks reached up to
help. The skipper, passive enough
now, was assisted aboard. Homer
followed.
"Shove her clear, boys," he ordered.
Bartlett had not spoken; he seemed
to be in a trance. The lifeboat swung
clear of the^ wreck. Calvin, at his
place in the bo' looked anxiously fit.
The skipper had taken up the steer-
ing oar, but he was not using it.
"Are you all right, Cap'n Bartlett?"
shouted Homer. "I'll take her in if
you say so?"
Bartlett's shoulders straightened.
"Give way," he ordered. The oars
dipped, and the pull home began. They
had ;progressed not more than an
eighth of a mile 'when the mainmast
of the little Wessel they had just left
went over the side. Above the bellow
of the breakers the crack and crash
were audible.
Artificial Weather
Tests Auto Parts
Mother nature's laws to the con-
trary, months of weather are crowd-
ed into a few hours by'the weather-
ometer, a new machine now in use in
the testing laboratories of a big auto
manufacturing company, where it puts
to test fabrics, paints and chemical
cofnpounds used in the cornpany's
cars.
One hour of exposure in the ma-
chine is equivalent to seven -tenths
of a day in the height of summer, or
twelve and one-half winter days.
Five hours • in the weatherometer
equals one day of average weather
conditions.
The machine consists of a revolv-
ing drum set vertically over a cylin-
drical 'humidifier. Along the sides of
the drum are narrow boards in guides,
upon which the material to be tested
is fixed. Suspended from above in
the middle of the drum is a large arc
lamp with glass that permits the pas-
sage of tht ultra -violet ray's. It is
this, element in the sun which prim-
arily causes damage to materials and•
,fading in colors.
During the testing, the drum with
material attached, }'s revolved ,under
the uniform exposure of the arc lamp
in a fixed temperature' of 135 degrees
Fahrenheit. For four hours' out of
the 24 the lamp is extinguished, tyhile
a three -armed' spraying device satur-
ates the material in a simulation of
continuous. rain.
Under; thin severe test, the com-
pany engineers say, any • potential
failure in paints, lacquers and fabrics
is bound to revealitself.
Wise Wsinnif•red says she carries
her: money Rn' her stocking because
her father told her to put it where 'it
wenla draw interest. -}(Lord: aleft.
'CHAPTER X
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Beattie Block ' - - Seaforth, Ont.
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Dominion Bank, Seaforth. Money to
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Calvin heard no more. He was
racing up the slope to the station, Up
the stairs he bounded, and into the
tower room. Bartlett was' on his
knees, his hands clasped and his head
bent, He did not loon up when his
subordinate entered; apparently he
did not hear him.
Homer seized his should'er•.and shook
him. The skipper's eyes oiened and
he turned dazedly.
"Wihat-what is it?" be faltered.
"What's the matter?"
wasted no
Calvin 'told him and
words in the telling. Bartlett rose to
his feet.
"Er 1 Y-- •I-- rsay that again," he
ordered.
'Calvin 'said it., again. Benoni did
not Wait for ltirn to finish. Ile sprang:
ra toe °vtwrndtiVe, stared after the • rid
ty
geetonter
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•
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Honor graduate•of Ontario Veterin-
ary College. All disegases of demestie
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.
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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 praiptly attended to. Office o
Main Street, Hensall, opposite Town
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MEDICAL
• Dr. E. J. R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat r
Graduate in Medicine, University of
Toronto.
Late assistant New York• Ophthal-
mei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's
Eye and Golden Square 'Throat Hos-
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Hotel, Seaforth, third Monday in
each month, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.rn-
58 Waterloo Street, South, Stratford.
"No. And I'll be all right sobn's I
rest a spell. You attend to things,
will you? Not makin' out the re-
ports," sharply. "I'll take care of
them. . I guess that's all. I'll
be all right. I am all right. Tell the
men so." " •
Homer did tell the men so. He told
them that the skipper was tired after
his strenuous exertions and was rest-
ing. They accepted the explanation.
As a matter of fact, Bartlett had rais-
ed himself in their estimation. They
were jubilant at having beaten the
whaleboat's crew in the race to. the
wreck, and, so far as their skipper's
"roughness" was concerned, it had a
tendency to make him more popular.
"He's a reg'lar feller after all, . I
shouldn't wonder," commented Bad-
ger. "Talked to us like a Dutch uncle,
didn't he? Cap'n Ozzie couldn't have
given it to us any hotter than old
Bologny did there for a spell. And
when he started blastin' Al Crocker's
soul I felt like holierin' for three
cheers. The old man may be a little
mite late gettin' on the job, but when
he does get on it he's there. He may
turn out better'n we bought; eh,
Cal?"
Most of the comment was as fav-
orable, but there were a few reserva-
tions. 'Seleucus Gammon crowed over
his 'brother-in-law and exalted Bart-
lett's behaviour as loudly as the rest
-except in Jemima's..presence - but
with Homer he was more pessimistic.
"That's all right, Cal," 'he observ-
ed. "The old man's helped himself
with the boys just now. They're s
tickled at cheatin' the Crocker gan
out of that salvage that they ain'
had time to think things over. Bu
you and I know that that whole bus;
ness was' queer. Bologny acted lik
a man off on the Sand Hill and o
the way outr-sbut 'twas like a craz
man, not a sensible one. Hie's san
enough now -all except his prayer
meetin' foolishness -but if he wan'
loony then I never saw anybody tha
was. And, more'n that, here's an
other thing maybe you ain't though
of. We saved that schooner's crew b
the skin of our teeth, but if' e'
started three-quarters of an hou
sooner we might have saved th
schooner. The boys have forgot that
but Crocker and Philander and' the;
bunch haven'•t forgot it. Wait til
they go up to 'Orham; they'll do som
talkin' and start other folks talkin
too. There'll be questions asked, yo
see. 'Crimustee! Cal, there's troubl
comin' from this yet; you mark m
words."
Horner said; he guessed not, but hi
confidence was but pretence. Seleu
cus forebodingsrwere but faint echos
of his own. He, too, believed then
would be talk in Orham, when 'th
news reached there. Not only woul
Crocker and his men spread abroa
otheir version of the Setuckit crew'
delay in starting for the wreck, bu
the life-savers at the Orham Statin
would comment also. They. had bee
watching and wondering ;the tel
phone message proved that. The tai
would spread-, and grow. It woul
d reach Kellogg's ears; it was bound t
reach them sooner or later. Myr
t Fuller would' hear it. And, when sh
did, what would she say? Wha
would sha expect him to say -and do
The answer to these last question
_ he might have learned' if he had bee
privileged to drop in at the Full
home on the Neck Road late In th
evening of the following day. H
might have learned- other things too
He might have found interest in
conversation between Mrs. Fuller an
Are
her daltghter' which took place at th
supper -table before the news fro
Setuekt cane. , ;Sarepta was scoldin
because• 11Lyram bad 'insisted ug.
changing her gown. before coining "t
the 'table;. Thy young lady was no
arrayed in her best and was unite in
different tel • her inothelr's ill-humou
"I thought you were," He said
nothing concerning what he had hear
after he entered.
"Maybe I was -maybe so. I don'
know. My -my head feels kind of
funny. Did any of the rest of 'em
out there hear me?"
"No, I �sbouldn't if r hadn't listen-
ed
isten
ed to make sure you were in here."
"That's good . . . that's good
They wouldn't understand
Well," after an interval, "do You want
me? Is -is everything attended to?"
"Yes."
"Those men off that schooner? Ar
they---"
"They're up aloft, and all right
a ist a are of. I
The beat ,ken a live Seen
o ' everything."
"That% geed • . . . that's good
I'm much • obliged to you. YeI,
am, • "
"Don't you, think you had better
0
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