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"Copyright by the , CHAPTER ONE--(Cont'd.) Wh Sho a to rik) Hex ty Tad a over, on him--a chaos of -- bovine and lashing. hoofs 4 wards Jone until the spalling of bate foet behind him cansed him to turn dor and behold Lem' Ring. } : "Gee, Shorty, "but you've gortainly | taik--ho. Jajsed a Tampts. 'He parted. "I saw 'all now dian da skipped. 'round 2 echoal, 1 tive tain Jerry Clark, ouse when th' daygin kn you'n Ay into the % Miss, Tom Phinney over. Miss Prim"s mad- Prim, the schoolmistress, and | dern a-cat fn a gurry butt, an' yer ping and ind : eyes were. | Uncle Jerry's right savage----" ive them a "Humph!" Frank found no solace. in & quired Lem after a pause. - Miss Prim," in-| "Home, " replied the other terwely, "It fix bim| "No us goin' yet. Youn 'me's @ goin' t' git a lickin' anyways, an' we bad boys," the teacher| don't ned t' be in a hurry ¢ git it. saying. "Play #ruant from | Let's go down to th' wharf for a spell." por 08 and fall of fost look et the pipe and tobacco which {boys trudged down the bill : fallen out of your mnephew's| Long Cove wharf was a short pile- pocket. Such depravity---- and-crib erection ¢omstructed on the y was not listening. He was | southern side of a smell creek which sharing over at a beek bench where a{ flowed down from a cleft in the rocky, pretty little girl was drying her eyes| trée-covered hills. which flanked the and him with a look of ad-| Bay of Fundy for many miles. At low not unmixed 'with -fear.| water the wharf stood high and dry Shorty, the bold and wicked, seemed upon the stony, weed-strewn beach, every inch a hero to little Carxie Dex-| 22d the small sloops and pinks be ter and the boy, ragged, dusi dust! longing to the place hugged the fes- and et outs with authority, tooned piles with their keels grounded felt heartened, lke the Red Cross in the trickling stream. No large ves- ight of oki, with the gl from sels ever called at Long Cove and with bis Ces ithe gxespiion of ees | Daley! i 8 ihr " ty-ton packet schooner, ch came™in ie Boyt | foo to Jour sont unt al Beimol and departed on a tide periodically, he wharf was used principally by a Undla Jerry gave his pephew & @ shove a nt ; few fishing pinks and sloops for land. ; ing their fares. a «Vig b heavily. bull built "Soyo of fourteen| | 'Ai the shore end of the pier were a was Ind. mys erdonsly Tuniber of Set eed hye) fhe Joval n : become of when the hoy bi sida I iS saing own eir catches of fish, storing behind ed: him through the bench! their lines and gear, lobster traps and with | foot and whispered nastily,| seines, and here and there upon the' You' eo oir t gt A frm Yor hart would be an old dory used for uncle racks ope! salting fish. The clean, sun-hleaéhed he tens ye good." The oniprit disdained fo amswer, though his anger rése at such a mali- cious observation. Bob Morrissey had very little love for Frank Weatha ves, and as both were rivals for the affec- mer the wharf was quite an animated tione of Tittle Miss Dexter, relations |spot; but in winter the place was were tather .| practically deserted, as the boat fish "Yah---vou {id ha am- | ermen usually went away vessel-fish- med his foot a trifle harder info ing out of Gloucester and other great Bhorty's back. Scarnics gittin' on to) Ashing ports. you now. She ain't got much use for| 'Where yoir .a-goin'?" asked Shorty your kind. Smokin' a pipe! Huh! When they caine a pan and and Fancy a kid ik try' 1 ke, | enter e "alleys 2 phed Gann 8 Oueht® u SOKO With ciroular heaps of dried hake. Piped a resounding smack of 8 rp in an' see Dick (Jennings, 1] on and Morrissey cl nose relled, | Entering the first of the sheds, the By : ad yelieq, white! boys 'came upon a map overhauling a the bench. afte Tig tormentor. Ln hos trawl. Howdy, Dick!" 'oiled oth in chorus. Hoon ihe oom Yii= SEAM "Hullo, thar', tellers" returned Dick "sereamed, and Uncle Jerry. rushed Nithout looking up {om his work He | was a long, rangy man some thirty-| fo he pace io he bad been five pears with a cleanshaven, leath-! ' parale [ory face creased by a thousand little | the combatants, who were rolling upon wrihkl hich od. t Itipl the flpor and under the' forms 'and | |. 08 yen seam 8 multinly henever he smiled. When the boys! pounding each other with the gusto of bd ho tive 'Savage: 'Hi a snarling, entered his shack he was seated upon heap they oe od. an up-ended trawl tub with another : 'what tide-water were strewn . with drying hake, haddock, cod, 'and pollock, numerous lath built flikes were erect: ed across the tangled hill-side. In sum- between his sea-booted legs. With a le tangled heap of Zovanehor hudgock trawl beside him he x deftly stripping the oli arin Herd off the hooks, clearing the ganging, on | 30d recoiling the trawl back in the tub again, Occasionally he would te cod | on a straightened hook and give a blunt barb a rub with a file, or with an incredibly swift series 'of move ments, snap off a frayed [open 'wilid-ca Gwin 2 be oie 2 pu y, to the door Ye've alg an' yer. ma' with yer. monkey 3 ee git at him! Lemme git ot him!" bowled the boy struggling in a onde at-orioeh in a voice stri- ¥ od down before an observer was aware of what he had done. Makin' a set ani slack," Dick?" v . te -eplied: Jorn Sapling. Bream of st omatnes "Not bad," gard the. man, {ing away. "Pow'tul lot ©' pes 'fish last sét I baitin' to them." fy col There was a anne: "ried v bimaet in the! the information. that. i; They desarve| "Where ye goin' naow, Sherty? en | aon!" tricks. And} The other nodded moodily, and both | lps: &¢ ein, Ld up the back line with a fid, and. stick and hook up another and have it eoil- | ong for me. th' deacon's son! . / i a its Tull to J bask back t ea i n an' t 5 ny he abot WT EL AR of it fish on Lunenburg 08 : ikely "cause he was neversno Si trawl haulin'. Kddication dos th" backbone outer: bin; pg an', crosses on 4 Solis fio at ut, {his moment, T T" Jericho with Hon 'an' ougrany of A an' sichlike trash. no.good. to a fisherman, Pass me ver | Jong-neck: ye gee in th' A 'black bottle was passed feo Shorty, and Fr: hon after ng the cork with his teeth, indulged in a "little touch." ; 'Great stuff, that," he remarked; corking the bottle and smacking. his | Y Never saw revenoo. that io ive oes amie. SESE Kind--then perfect "Give a8 ck," A} Shorty. bo i | home dyeing is sure because 'Diamond | ] 4 "No, no, Son," answered the fisher: = Dyes are guaranteed mot to spot, fade, | inches man. '""Twould make ye sick, I' cal'-4 gtreak, ox run, Tell your druggist | wet, its preseu late." 1 | whether the material you wish'to dye | and the barameter Ga SEA, hard te | oct pha a do is now. Lem here got drunk once on & eatton-oF mized 3 bottle 'we found down in his dad's fish shed--" The fisherman flashed a strange look at the youngster, and rising, he placed the bottle inside a locker. 'No, son," he said decigively, "I ain't got much left. an' I ain't a-goin' t' spile good liguor by pourin' it down yore throats. Wait ontil - sometime I git another While he retutned to his trawl comb. ing the boys sauntered off to th head, and for an hour they sht on. chp log and threw stones into Judson | Morrelr's dory. 'The dory was almost | | awash with the weight of them; en Tiem L pro Shorty a shatp nudss "oom! veel Very Simple. s "I am: aghsimed of my fajlure to keep | of. abreast of modern science," mig to learned professor of zoology to young 'housewife. "Take the electric | 1ght; for fustan idea how it works." Thi i man gave him a patronizing A "Why," whe sald ity ery rocks and houlders of the beach above |- and' 4 Ali-the-Year-Around Garden. 'I can't find anything to cook don't know what to plan for medls at this time of year!" - These are mutual" complaints at 'this. season wherever | beat, cover the | | two or three farm housewives are |the eggs are set to the imi Jolly: | gathered together. Now, while there ike consistency which 1s the desired {ts ra 15 still time to plan for a kitchen gar- (ideal ~ Take out carefully, drain well, | 'None den is the time to 'prevent this food: {Serve on "buttered toast with just a | who.cantiot | famine recurring next vear. {ow of Sever or Javtika, 3 and you | If the. I After the long winter months we all {R8Ve a dis lor, the. qlieen's taste. h | crave crisp' green food and these are | incidentally itis otie of the ant oat i 'Mr. Mean Well may' 2 Tp the first seeds we sow--letiuce, radish- dig > 8 és, onjons. 'Then we plant for summer days. - But all too often we do not, in laying out gardens, think in terms of !the late winter and early spring weeks {3 i'that inevitably come, when "It is so { hard to find anything to cook." In forcasting for ou ens we must keep three very nite things in 'mind: (1) we must plant for the Summer season when 'we can practi | ally live from the garden; (2) for the | early 'winter : when it 'is possible to { have»: pleasing variety fromthe root {2 | vegetables that have been stored i the cellar; a lastly, for the late ter mon! have ie hole crispness and it 1s still too early to have the fresh things. . The easiest way to mee this third prov ion is to plant for a. surplus of summe egetables which: 'are to be canned or dried or brined for. winter use. The women whose shelves {8 are thus stocked are not among those | the aoe {Who litt thelr volces iu the wall, " i carr find anything to gogK} : | uring which the En cotled a 323