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phatically, “but they ain’t ui) t6 313m” class, Carrie. so don’t worry. I’ll write you whenever I git a chanst, an’ don’t you forgit t’ do th’ same.” The schooner’s sails fll-led to the "There’s lots 0 I hegr," §he ygnt "The‘re flay be Daley to “hang out th’ patch," Frank Westhaver stood on the schooner's quarter and listened dutifully to his mother's advice. Hi: feelings were varied 'by pleasurable anticipation at the life before him and regret at leav- ing home. A ‘boy’s leave-taking sor- row does not last long, however, and Shorty nodded graver to his mother's admonitions, While his eyes roved up on the brow of the hill where a white- frogged figure was waving a handker- ei , There’s th’ men who set on Georges, On th’ Channel an’ Cape Shore, From th’ Quero down to Cashes, An’ th’ Peak to Labrador; There’s seiners, shuckers, salters, But where’er a vessel steers, . They'll tell you fishin's hardest In th’ first hundred years. Shorty and his uncle boarded the lit- tle packet schooner on a misty Aug- ust morning, and, in company with many othei‘yLong Covers bound for the Bank fishing, they waved their farewells to the little knot of women on the wharf. While his uncle and the other men were assisting Cap'm Bill At supper that night his uncle spoke the longâ€"hoped-for words. “Frank, git yer duds ready. Ye’il ship as spare hand with me this fall.” And Shorty felt that he had at Last crossed the rubicon of his dearest desire. got t’ l’arn now in th’ fishin’ line is to stand in the bow an’ haul a four- tu'b set on a hard bottom, snarled up an’ tide settin’ agin ye; git adrift for' a week in a dory with nawthin’ to ett; swear in three Ia'nlg'widgesâ€"Portygee, Judique, an' T Dock Irish; an' pick up a skipper what is a high-liner. When ye kin do that, ye’re a blooded Banker an’ ready t’ become a second Clayton Mon'issey. You git along with yer uncle for a spell an’ I’ll guarantee ye’ll be runnin’ a vessel 0" yen own afore :J’l‘e _a man’s age.” “Now, son,” said Dick, “you kin go a-bankin’ naow as good as any 0’ them. I’ve l’arned ye all I know ’cept sailin’ a vessel an’ findin’ fish. Ye kin splice an’ knot; ye kin rig trawl gear an’ make tubs outer flour bar’ls; ye 'kin rig a buoy lag in proper Bamk fashion an’ heave a trawl ’thout snarl- in’ it all up. Ye kin hook an’ bait up, overhaul an’ comb, throat, g'ut, an’ split lilfo any 01’ shackork an’ all ye’ve The fall fitting-out season came in due time. The haying was over once more, and the men began to get ready to join their vessels. Shorty had put in a good summer with Long Dick, and though he was hardly big enough or strong enough to do his full share in a dory, yet he “was worth his salt,” as Long Dick expressed it. He could rig the trawl gear, hitch gangins, and hook up as nimbly as the most expert, as well as bait and overhaul the lines after a set. For his size and weight he handled a dory as good as the best, and could take his stand at the dress tables and “dress down” either as a thi‘oater, gutter, or isplitter. : There were other days too, and every bit as grand, when under a! strong breeze, sunshine, and fleeey clouds the Fundy combers would race‘ in foam-laced battalions and burst in acres of white water upon the rock- girt shore. These were the days when the big shibs whirled down the Bay in all their pride of billowy canvas; when, with topâ€"gallantsails and royals drawing, they careened to the breeze, and displayed their lumber-laden decks with lee water sluieing over the high to’gal'lant rail. Many a time Shorty watched them as they passed. him in the dory, and as they stormed along he sighed for the romance of blue-water and the storied lands to which they were bound. How the Story Started. I Frank ‘ Westhax'eL‘, known 33 "Shorty," lives at Long Cove on BaYl 0:“. Fundy coast with his mother andi his uncle, Calptain Jerry Clark._ He] and his chum Lemuel Ring, drink-ya bottle of rum, whereupon Frank 51 uncle tells him the story of his fath-r e'r’s fondness for drink and how the “Grace Wes'thaver” went down off ‘ Sable Island with ten of her crew and‘ heir skipper. This has the desired .ef-g feet upon Frank.- The two boys P110? an Italian vessel into Anchorviille to‘ the astonishment of Captain Spinney.j liarbormaster. Frank finishes school‘ with credit to himself and spends the summer as an apprentice to “Long Dick” Jennings. ] CHAPTER THREEâ€"(COUL‘dJ CHAPTER FOUR BLUE WATER girls in Glouqeater BY FREDERICK WILLIAM WALLACE. reblied Shogtyjm- 2y a_in't. up t6 yng [Copyright A TALE OF THE DEEP SEA FISHERMEN by the Musson Book Company] [light breeze and swung the little craft as out from the wharf. "Good-bye, Bay Frankie," cried Mrs. Westhaver, with andi a quaver in her voice. “Don’t forget He to say your prayers and change your [k a clothes when they’re wet." ".135 “So Ion-gr, Shorty." rumbled Long: hollow, and the p on that glorious .1 a. perfect delight. they passed a Y They disembarked at the flourishing Nova S'cotian townâ€"then in the zenith of its greatness as a mighty shipbuilding and shipowning portâ€" and boarded the waiting Boston steam- er. The voyage across the Gulf of Maine to the big American city con- stituted another memorable experiâ€" ence to Shorty, and it Was late that night ere he turned into his state-room bunk. While his uncle yarned and gossiped in the smokingâ€"room the boy paced the steamship’s deck and watched the loom of the Nova Scotia coast sinking into the evening mist until the whirling flash of Cape Forchu light alone remained to mark the exis- jtence of the land. The second engi- neerâ€"a friend of his uncleâ€"took him in hand then and conducted him down to View the racing arms of steel which whirled in their guides with hissings, and clankings, and purrings as they drove the steamer through the sea at a twelve-knot gait. Altogt-her it had been a day of days to the boy, and when he turned in at last it was but to dream over the memory of t’he' things he had seen. Next morning his uncle roused him. “Look through th’ port, Frankie,” he said, his newly washed face shining like the sun in a Bank fog. “Thar’s 01’ Cape Ann away off thar'. Ye’ll see it often after this,’ I hopem Glo’ster’s jest inside thar’, an’ by. th’ week-end we sh’d hev the ol’ Kastalia a-pokin’ her horn outside 0" Ten Pound Island. Eastern P‘int lays a little t’ t ’ west'ard 0’ th’ Cape, an’ I cal’late _ ore ye’re much older ye’ll git t’ love th’ sight 0’ them 01’ rocks.” Breakfast was over when they pass- , ed the Lightship, and through a sea smooth as glass and glittering in the sun they swung up Boston Bay. What.‘ 6’1 morning it: was‘i To Shorty, the; steamer trip had the train ride heaten‘ The‘ train journey opened Frank’s eyes as to his uncle’s importance. Everybody appeared to know him, and .Ithe smoking-car seemed to have be- come Jerry Clark’s reception-room, Sun-'bronzed trawlers lurched up the aisle and respectfully begged for “a chance" to sail with him; old ship- mates flopped into the seat alongside and exchanged yarns and notes, and all who passed through’ the car seem- ed to have a hail for Cap’en Clark. Shorty divided his attention between [the passing scenery and the boisterous lgossip of his uncle’s friends, and by the time the train pulled into Yar- lmouth, Frank had a new conception Iof his Uncle Jerry‘s importance, and the conductor’s jO‘b began to pale into I insignificance beside that of the “high-‘ [line” Bank skipper. 'Was Slio1'ty’s first time on a traini and the journey to the seaport was a wonderful revelation to the boy, who feasted his eyes on the panorama of Ifarms, forests, and rivers which flash- led past. And what a man the brass- bound conductor seemed! Shorty felt that such a position might well be envied, and he regarded the pompous dignity of the uniformed official with reverential awe. As he collected the tickets from the trawlers and drumâ€" mers who crowded the smokingâ€"car he carried such an air of dignity with him that almost caused the boy to gasp when his uncle addressed the condu-c- tor with the familiarity of old ac- l quaintance. The conductor’s official mask re- laxed into a beaming smile. “Howdy, Cap'en Clark. Off for th’ fishin’ agen ‘Z More high-line trips an’ big stocks to ye! Two tickets, eh? Your boy, Cap’en? Your nephew, eh? Not Cap’en Frank Westhaver’s youngster, is he? You don’t say! Goin’ a-fishin’ are ye, son? Waal, here’s hopin’ ye steer a close wake to yer uncle, sonny.” And while Shorty acknowledged the advice in blushing pleasure, the man of tickets passed down the aisle. “Hullo, that’, Ben Simpson! How’s she headin’ this trip ?” By noon they shot alongside An- chorville pier, and, shoulvdering his bag, he trailer] in his uncle’s wake and boarded the train for Yarmouth. It “So long, Shorty," rumbled Long? Dick. “Show them Glo’ster townies that ye're a Novy what kin bait small an’ catch large. Th’ first hundred years 0’ fishin’ is th’ hardest, son!" And with their farewells echoing in his ears, he waved his cap until the, morning fog blotted the wharf and schooner from each other’s sight. As they glided down the coast in the mist he be an to feel very forlorn and lonely. toe 'Small was at the wheel steering, and his Uncle Jerry. and the other passengers were seated‘ around the main hatch gossipinv and smoking. It was only then that Shorty] realized the heartâ€"gripping sensations of leaving home for the first time, but,‘ boy-like he soon forgot his feelings when the fog lifted and the glorious August sunshine flooded the sea and landscape with golden et’fulgence. : 3‘7 mi T6 Shorty, “[in ad the train ride bea the passage up to Bos orious Aug'Lst morning mkee the Li man-( “Every little helps” is all right for those with little, and all wrong for those who have much. Mistress: “When I engaged you, Susan, you told me that you had no manâ€"friends. Now, almost every’ time I come into the kitchen I find a man there.” Susan: “Bless you, um, he ain’t friend of mine!" “Then who is he?” “My husband.” Spring and Summer Forest Fires. There are usually tWo periods of fire-hazard in the Canadian forests, in early spring just after the snow disappears, and in late summer, when the vegetation has begun to get dry. Exceptional seasons vary these perâ€" iods but the two classes of “spring fires” and “summer fires" remain. Many people understand why the dry, hot period of late summer is likely to be favorable to the starting of forest fires but: they think that, after the heavy snowfall of winter, the woods ought to be safe til-l early summer at least. A little reflection, however, will Show why the early spring period is particularly dangerous. In early spring there is often a short period of hot, bright days. The leaves have not yet come out and the sun shines down through the leafless branches directly on the forest floor. The snow disappears as if by magic and the dead twigs and last year’s leaves be- come dry as tinder. If a glowing match or cigarette stub is dropped among this material the forest floor is ablaze over a space of many yards in a moment. A few days at this perâ€" iod are always most critical. After thefirst spring rain the ground veget- ation becomes green and damp, and the leaves come out and shade the forest floor. The worst danger is then over,’ until the hot days of late summer cause the vegetation to dry out, when a danger period ensues which lasts till the first autumn rains. The mdral of it all is that Canadians ought always to be careful with fire in the forest and doubly careful dur- ing these danger periods. ‘ “She’s th’ Mannie G. Irvingâ€"â€"a IBurgess model. There’s her skipper at th’ wheelâ€"â€"*Stormalong‘ Joe Evansâ€"a pow’fu‘l hard- driver an’ a mighty good fisherman. But wait, Frankie, till ye see th’ Kastalia. Smartest vessel out o’ GIo'sterâ€"sail's like a steamboat. Now We’re comin’ in among the is- lands. Boston’s dead ahead. D’ye see th’ smoke of it? Here's a 'big At- lantic liner a-comin'â€"boun’ for Liver- 'pool, I cal’late. Some size vessel, sonny, eh ?” ‘ On their beam lay a beautiful schooner under all sail, and making but bare steerag‘e-way in the light breeze. The gang of men lounging around her quarter stared at the Bosâ€" ton steamer with a sort of contempt, although it must have annoyed them exceedingly to see the advantage of steam over sail on such a morning. nation gang 0’ Shanghaied scrubs for’ard. Ye’ll notice there ain’t none 0’ her crew on deck. Riggers a-takin' her outâ€"crew in their bunks sleepin’ off th’ knock-out rum they swigged last night. Aye Frankieâ€"they’re beautiful ships t’ look at, but floatin' hells t’ sail in. That’s th' Martha Starbuckâ€"â€"a proper Cape Horn blood boatâ€"three skys-ls an’ monkey’s al- lowance for th' forem’st crowd. Now look over ’0’ port here an’ see what I call a vessel. She’s a T Dock market- man from Georges with a trip 0‘ fish. Ain’t that a beauty for ye now ?" yacht-like in white and buff, with brass a~g~litter and the Stars and Stripes floating proudly from the stern pole. 'Near the Graves they saw a splendid clipper ship towing out to seaâ€"a black-hulled dream of a ship with sky-raking masts and yards braced faultlessly sqnu‘e. Shorty was absorbed in the contemplation of her nautical loveliness when his uncle leaned over the rail. “What a beauti- ful vessel,” said Frank in admiration of the deep-laden Windjammer. His uncle was not :0 enthusiastic. “Yankee hellâ€"ship." he growled. “Cape Homer, with bullies aft and an all- There is some one who is actually doing the thing that you are dreaming of doingâ€"some one who is not better equipped than you are but who has the will to make dreams come true. There is some one not very far from you, who would make a big thing out of the chance you are throwing away because you see noth- ing in it. 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