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DO NOT HESITATE TO WRITE US, When In Toronto LOOK for the RED radio sign at 140, Victoria St, Just North 1 of Queen--Automatic Telephones & ET BLUE WATER A TALE OF THE DEEP SEA FISHERMEN BY FREDERICK WILLIAM WALLACH Condensers, 43 Condensers, 23 Variable Condensers, 11 "cRIVEr tYPO ......iiuiisees Prest-O-Lite 80 Amp. Hr. "A" Batteries ... srsersvavasase 18 Time Recorders Ltd. Main 3014, of his hand? intelligence down into the cabin where Westhaver- was reading. "Oh, skip- per! T'ere's a park or a t'reé-master : Tory distress. or loo The 1. Copyright by the Musson Book Company How the Story Started. uFrank Westhaver, -- known _88 Shorty," lives at Long Cove on: Bay of Fundy coast with his mother and his' uncle, Captain Jerry Clark. He and his chum Lemuel Ring drink 8 bottle of rum, whereupon nk's uncle tells him the story of his fath- er's fondness for drink and how the "Grace Westhaver" went down off Sable Island with ten of her crew and er skipper. This has the desired ef- fect upon Frank, He finishes school with credit to himself and spends the Summer as an apprentice to "Long Dick" Jennings. In August his uncle takes him on a fishing trip as spare hand aboard the Kastalia. While at anchor in Canso after the first fishing trip, Frank rescues a French boy from ill-treatment by his fellow-sailors. The two boys try their hand at dory fishing with success. A storm bursts with sudden fury. Frank's presence of mind saved the vessel from col lision with a steamer. When Frank is twenty-one and Jules nineteen, they ngage for a season with Capt. Wat- son, Frank calls on his boyhood sweet- heart, Carrie Dexter, now nurse in training in a Boston hospital, who in- troduces him to the matron as Captain Westhaver. On the return trip Capt. Watson dies and Frank steers the ves- sel into Boston harbr through a heavy sea. Carrie speaks scornfully of life on a fishing vessel. Frank buys the Mabel Kinsella and gets his drunken crew on board. He rescues a man overboard in the storm and wins anew the deep devotion of his gang. SE to under a goose-winged lower main- topsail with the lee clew hauled out and a small rag of a mizzen staysail. The furled-up sails on the yards had broken free of the gaskets in many Places and were bellying out in bal- loon-like knobs; the hull rode very low in the water some of the seas were making a com- | ing and groaning in every beam, knee, and plank, the schooner wallowed, lurched, reared, and flung herself over the roaring crests with all the twists and lunges of an unbroken broneho. For four long and apparently in- terminable days the gale continued, and the Kinsella, hove-to all that time, drifted away to the eastward. "So far," as one of the gang remarked, "that it 'ud need a dollar's worth o' postage stamps on a post-card t' reach us." Needless to say, his -joke was net appreciated by the scowling fish- ermen in the adjacent bunks. With the dawn on the morning of the fourth day came signs that the storm was breaking. The snow had ceased, and the cold glint of a cloud- enshrouded sun illuminated a waste of tumbling grey-blue sea, foam- streaked and rearing white-capped heads in sullen fury. The sky was lightening up to windward, and when the ragged clouds, racing like smoke athwart the heavens, opened up al faint patch of blue, the watch hailed the news with delight. "Weather's liftin', skipper. Thar's a streak o' blue sky showin' now!" All hands tumbled up to see it--a common, ordinary and- unimportant sight to a landsman--but as beautiful as the sight of home to the gea-weary men with eyes jaded by the monoton- ous vista of restless sea and sullen, depressing snow-filled sky. They watched it spread as the strong nor'- wester drove the fleecy storm-wrack away, and when the sun broke clear, the watery waste reflected-the cobalt insella neared her a string of flags ran up to her spanker gaff, fluttered for an instant, and vanish¥®i. : "What's th' uze of him flyin' In-. ternational Code hoists to a fisher- man," . said Westhaver, "We don't know what they are, though I cal'late that was N.C. that went up-- r') now! He's talkin' English" ~The British merchant ensign, union down, liards. It had streamed out like a sheet of tin for but a few seconds when the wind whkiffed it into no- thingness. "He's in distress," cried Frank to the crowd lounging aft. "Stand by the mainsheet, some o' you! e th' Helm's a'lee!" barque, the fishing schooner tumbled and rolled in the swells. The gang "Humph!" he muttered as he laid' ed with deals. Thar's all her gang aft on top of the house. Whole main-| git them. Off with th' gripes on yer. lee nest an' put three dories over. I'll pick ye up down t" loo'ard----" Th words were scarce out of hig moy was gone, and she was evidently lying- 3 , and it appeared that;¢ returned the young skipper. . sent for come somethin' : tail-rope fast as I put th' wheel over! | ye ot thar | Ready 7 Tolm's a'leg And jogging callate ye'd to windward of the loggy, sea-washed atween her over trooped aft while Westhaver scrutin- "Wait, an' .ized the barque with his binoculars. (off n Shorty them down. "She's a small craft load-| 'She kin gagerly. 's a-wash. 1 y ' papers, deck's a-wash. Waal, I cal'late we kin Lops aE ens: ne the coffin-like hole and smoothed out blanket witha blush of Tt was MeCallum who roared the | While ete breach over her. As the Mabel & f the still form of the girl on a locker, and for a moment he pondered as to what he had better do to revive her. I'll be hanged ef I know what t' do!" he muttered, when a grizzled old man clad in a long black oilskin coat step- broke out half-way up the signal hal-| Ped do T. "Now wn the ladder. "Is she all right?" he queried, giv- ing Westhaver a piercing, anxious glance. "Waal, I reckon she's jest fainted," with ' cook t' aft , Charley? yx 3, better git some of it "Yes," caid the old man, bending faintly breathi form. I'll git them oil<clothes Got a bunk, sir?" jumped to his own berth. hev my berth," he said "Jest 'a couple o' shakes til ." And he hove old news- pes, mittens, tobacco plugs, the "her: x it sodden bilge-reeking pillow and me for the he is, now, What{ Coffee of the western heavens.. Blue water! It was good to see it once again, and CHAPTER ELEVEN--(Cont'd:) Below decks the men, with muscles aching with the jolting and knocking about, hung into their bunks--jammed in with rolled-up clothes, mattresses and pillow--and smoked plug after plug of tobacco until forecastle and cabin became opaque with the blue reek. Oilclothes swung like pen- dulums from the hooks on the bulk- heads, and boots and buckets clattered and rolled across the floors. Charley Costa--the Portugese cook--worked around his stove in momentary danger of being hurled against it, and he pre- red meals after a fashion. = The Wao in the vessel's bottom swashed among the ballast, and the fumes made the lamps burn blue and blackened the fresh-painted woodwork lining of the cabin and forecastle, be- sides making many of the men sea- sick with the nauseating odor, Creak- the whole aspect of things changed beforé a rush was made by the who! crew for the dories nested amidships: "Say!" shouted Westhaver, "I said e o Hoggishness of his sea life, of "Put here in here, mister," he said , with the color, and Westhaver gave a joyous shout. "Come on thar,' bullies. Put th' double-reefed mains'l on her! Hist th' jumbo!" And while the men ran to execute his commands he hove the lead over for a sound. "Geewhittaker!" he-said-as-the coils: (flaked out and he was forced to belay. | 'No bottom at a hundred fathoms! | th' 1 Come aft here, you other fellers what; ain't asked t' go--" i They came aft, protesting and! pleading. "Let me go!" "An' me!" "Jim Hudson kain't handle a dory like, IT kin!? "Tig my dory usually goes on" that lee nest--I sh'd go by rights." Cal'late we must ha' blown away out- j#ide th' hundred-fathom curve. Now, ef T only had a sextant an' knew how | t" use it T'd know whay' I was. As it is, I'll hev t' slam her 'to th' west'ard until we raise somethin' or git a po- sition from another vessel." A huge two-funnelled Atlantic liner overhauled them as they swooped to the westward under their scanty can- And so on, but Frank was firm. "Three's "he-said. yer jaw now an' hel over 'thout stavin' tl Westhaver went forward. "Now, you rescue fellers," he said. 'Be careful goin' 'longside that hulk an' see she don't roll down on ye. Round up t' her lee quarter an' git her people off, on th' rail." { id. ET wad} th it" them | rescuers return safely, a om Ei i oie, Wore: nested and the gripes over them. Minard's Lini gh Taf ih th gE one sice, en dey, dories--three 0' them only. the sodden, girlish body into the bunk 'rolled her up in'the blankets, "All aboard, skipper!" "shouted someone down the hatch. Westhaver |left tie berth. "Th' steward here'll ye anythin' ye want for her, sir," e said. "I'll hev t' leave ye for a "Three dories ain't enough, skipper." few minutes." - On deck he saw the Nalr-lopged the (To be continued.) a pet enn. . ment For Colds, Ete. | vas, and the crowds thronging her [spacious promenade decks crowded to Sturdy Year > Loving and Chastening. 3 "Aunt Nan," cried Beth, - running into her aunt's room, "I've been study- ing my Sunday School lesson, and I'm the Lord F Sold. think of ag many cases where seemed to especially' true--good | people 'having such an awfully har * | time, and others. having everythi their way. It seems awfully stran dopsn't HY oh ota ~."It does," replied Aunt Na it used to puzzle me too a g 'hadn't guided: my life; and fr Jia but T knew all at once that Ch moment 1 determined to let in one of my awful tangles. It's be-|solutely _ "For a cause of the verse: Whom . loveth He chasteneth.' ary and T | beautiful Packed Tight-- | Kept A= Right & "tories where practice has just a pretty little voice he gives you a few exercises and hands you over to one of his assitsants. But when he sees 'signs of what 'he calls the real thing he is absolutely merciless with you. . He thinks of nothing except to make you just as perfect as he can. One girl complained of his being so 'hard, and he said, "Why then did you put yourself into my hands? To have an easy time? All right; but if you! have an easy time, you will smother the angel in you that wants to sing." ' "I don't have to make the lesson any clearer, do 1? You understand it, am sure, just as I understood it then." | Give a Serious Thought to the French oil and pure, fragrant vinegar. Let Dy a spendthrift, the One-half teaspoonful.celery salt. Two slices onion (or clove of garlic). ity Six tablespoonfuls olive oil. Two tablespoonfuls vinegar. 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