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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN-- (Cont'd) For the rest of the week Frank id Lreek in order to connect Ring's Sho o a r rty's Aye € to ag supplies the store, Captain Asa's funeral came --af the L Covers following the body to the little cemetery; and the day after the interment an auctioneer came tp from. Anchorville and sold the furniture and household goods. Frank and his uncle and Captain Ring went to Anchorville, and the papers of the Company were duly drawn up, though there was some Jitile hitch ow- ing to Frank's inability to produce the deeds of 'the property he had pur- chased from the deceased shipmasber. "Of course," seid the lawyer Afin- ally, "you may receive them within a few days, ng that the transaction was only mede within the last two weeks. At any rate you hold hig re- ceipt and you have given him your cheque for the amount. He was to write his notary about it, wasn't he?" "Yes," meplied Frank; "but 1 don't know who he is, cr I'd ha' called an' seen him." "Oh, wel,' returned the other, "I it'll be all hight. But I'll hold 3 pens unt I hear from you." While they were in town the three partners managed to scrape up a Six- dory gang for the Lillian, and when they arrived back in 'the Cove Frank called Jules to one side. "Waal, Sabot, ol sock! An' how's Jessie Leblanc these days?" Jules grinmed. "Veree Frankee." : "Now, I cal'late you'll be wantin' t' git hitched up some day, eh?" { "Oh, lots of time--lots of time," answered the other. "I mus' git good job before T mary dat girl." Frank laughed and slapped his old dory-mate on the back. "Waal, T've got. a good job for you." "What's dat? Down et de fish- house, Frankee?" "No, sir, I'm not a-goin' t' make a fiake tind out o' you, Sabot. I want you: to go in th' vessel as skipper." The Frenchman gasped. "Skip- per?" he ejaculated, "Why, t' be sure," replied Frank. "You kin handle tht vessel all right." "But--but, Frankee, I'm no good of well, " Oupyrigat by the MeNsod Book Company built across ith o ; from which flew & red ag wih ae' on'it in white let-| his te ing the first vessel nev hasbor. "OF course, Fran as re sponsible was he gang her followed their new skipper up to BY i un. Evi young a; men, women, and children, had " ited at the Cove from all up and the coast, and the Company's grounds al- most rvepresented a country fair There were running races, high jump- ing, dancing competitions, weight throwing, and even a dory race out in the Bay, which caused a great deal of excitement. .In ti ticles of furniture reflected on their . he breathing spells : difterént planes, between his organizing duties, Frank gazed over the happy, laughing and shouting throng, and wished he had Lillian Denton by his side end view- ing the fun. In the evening a great 'hop," or dance, was held in the storage toft, and in the light of the lanterns with the fiddlers working full steam ahead the Long Oovers tri the light fantastic until the small hours. It was certainly a day of days in the settlement's calendar, and when a de- utation ofthe guests came to thank tim, Frank said that the gatheming would be an annual affair---an assur- ance which was enthusiastically re- ceived. Long Dick---almost three sheets in the wind--olasped Westhaver affec- tionatelly by the hand. "Shay, you ol' Confession Is Good, ; The writer of this could take you to -a married couple who can boast that for six years unalloyed harmony has reigned in their home, Before that period, however, there was discord sufficient to spoil the note of perfect happiness, Then there came to the wife an idea. Her conscience told her that by reverence, be applied: "Go likewige." change. résolittions, and so make 1923 a really happy year, Admit your faults, ex- A Timely Sug estion. Cool nights suggest more bel cov- ers, made to do double service by doing a Old comfortsrs can often be Sill Stocldngs ings, draperies, everything. Bvery package contains directions so simple any woman can put new, rich, fadeless |: "| colors into her worn garments or draperies even if she has never dyed before, Just buy.Dismond Dyes--no other ~ kind--thén your material will "| come out right, because Diamond Dyes are guaranteed not to streak, spot, fade or run, 'Tell your druggist wheth- | - er the material you wish to dye 1s wool | or silk, or whether Ii is linen, cotton or mixed goods. al x «Phe: sap in a- vine- circulates with five times the force of blood through the most important bloodvessel in a horse's leg. Minard's Liniment for Coughs & Colds, ---- "Garden tulips were introduced into Sweatel 2 _in Diamond Dyes "Diamond Dyes" aad years of wear | stockings, sweaters, coverings, hang-| dog! You've dome more t' wake up this place than any man I knows on, ye . Long Cove's a-goin' t' be some place after this; mlad, an' 'tis you what's done it. You're my boy, Frank shingle." she?" "No, Dick," laughed Westhaver, "Das all ri' then," replied the othen, D X 7 ,|in any epinit of superior criticism-- a2 1 Tus Shay ve ajozed myself she knew that she could name the y ever sence I was ; ) Then in 8 confidential whis-| Tors, of her husband's . "Shay! This Lillian what th' vessel's named after--she them Bay County Irish women, is ain't one 0'; little. extra work om them. When the top ig much worn, but the lining i$ in a good state of preservation, a new top can be pieced from extra pieces that we have laid by, either in a de- sign or crazy work. Carefully launder the old comforter then tie on the top. Be sure to have the border come well over the edge of the old lining 'and whip down carefully, Old comforters too 'much worn to be used as covers can be made into very good mattress certain things she had said and done, and was in the habit of doing, she had contributed to the discord. And---not contribution, Her idea was that she and he should exchange New Year resolutions--that, there should be a joint reformation, following the admission that each had been to blame. So when he came home on New Year's Eve the had his meal Britain through Holland in the 16th century. child again, Hurry Mother! Even if cross, I bilious, constipated or full of nasty. bile rl y : i bowels without griping or up A teaspoonful of "California Fig Syrup" now will thor" oughly clean the little bowels and in few hours you have a yell, play shore," stammered the other. pads, Ten yards of outing will make looking around half-fearfully. * 'Cause ready to the minute--sometimes she de don't know how to navigate--" | "That's all right, Sabot. Uncle Jerry'll make th' first two or three trips with you, an' he'll show you th' ropes. It'll not take you lomg with the experience you've had." "Oh, Frankee!" | "Now, we want her t' git out right away. Thar's a six-dory gang waitin', for her down to Anchorville, so git yon down thar bo-morrow. Git yer stores aboard--John Watson's goin' 'as cook--an' bring her aroun' to th' Cove here. D'ye understand, Captain Gal- arneav 7" "Captain Galarneau?' Sabot rolled the title over on hiz tongue. "Captain! Oh, Shortes, but I'm please. I hope I be gocd skipper. I'm glad! Tm glad!" And he danced around and snapped his fingers in the exuberance of his delight, while Westhaver watched him with a secret pleasure at his friend's gratification. . "Can I go an' tell Miss Leblanc about dat, Frankee?" Frank nodded "Sure thing! Go 4 ghead! You'll sure be able t' git a few kisses over that bit o' news. Run along now, or some other man'll be cuttin' ye out!" #ih And with a whoop of joy Jules snatched his hat gnd ran out of the house. Westhaver watched him go, "Waal," Clar he murmured, "ef any man deserves it, 'tis him. He's true as steel, that feller, an' it's me that knows it." September passed in all its languo of cod! nights and joyous sunlit days, and when October came in, tinging the foliage with the gold and brown of autumnal colors, there was a louder murmur in the crash of the surf on the rocky be when the winds of the equinox blew inshore. The wharf and breakwater were completed; thie build- ings of the Long Cove Fish Company were painted and ready for business; a store had beef constructed at the head of the wharf, and Frank had fix- ed uv an office for himself at the rear. With the completion of the harbor work, a general holiday was declared, and Long Cove gave itself up to re-, joicing. TFiecgs flew from the Fish Company's buildings; the upper floor > of thd "store-Fcuse Was "scraped" and waxed ready for a dance, and a sort of indoor picr/c was held on theslower floor, It was a beautiful October a, fresh breeze rufflin waters of the Bay, and when th lian 'was sighted coming up the there was a gonetal ' wharf-ergd to view the fivst large * sell entering the The sshooner look | sky. Below, everything was dark, and hi harbor of Long Cove.' 9 myo" woman is one o' them, an' she's a terror; Frank--a holy old red-headed terror. I'd sooner see ye bunk along o th' devil himself, horns, hoof, an' tail, than hev a Bay County Irisher for a wife. Steer clear o' them, son, 'cause I know!" And he winked know- ingly as he strode home, Before he retired that night Frank looked out of his bedrcom window. The murmur of the surf on the beach below rose to his ears, and his eyes drank in the glory of the clear starlit naught pierced the opacity of land and sea but the red light at the head of the wharf, a lantern hanging in the main-rigging of the Lillian, and the green starboard light of a sailing ves- sel standing up the Bay. For a pace he stared out into the night, and when at last he turned away he murmured, "Aye, Lily, we're started now. Every- thing is shapin' my way, so wish me smooth sailin' until th' day when I go to claim you, sweetheart!" Next day while the partners were ged in unloading salt out of the Lillian's hold, a team with two occu- pants seated in it came driving down the wharf road. Everybody knocked off to have a look at the strangers. "Who kin that be?" queried Captain k. "Thar's Jim Henderson from An- chorville a-drivin'," answered a man; "but I don't know th' feller that's with at the office, and while the other re- maincd seated, Henderson, the driver, came along to the group on the wharf. "Is Captain Frank Westhaver here? Oh, you're th' man, sir! Waal, here's a party wants t' see yé, Capen. I've jest druv him over from town." Frank handed his tally board over to Uncle Jerry and went up to the buggy. Its was: a clean shaven, lantern-jawed man, with an excoedingly pale face and faded grey eyes. looked at Westhaver, and D a perky voice: "Captain Westhaver?" "Yes, irl" The other leaned forward in the seat. "Ah--ahem! ' You're f oo of 1 mi failing. He, highly strung, and suffering in! Dect a very real sense from the discord in| 'his "home; responded -ghadly; - his sve! ashine with eager hope. "Teil me one of my faults, dear," she said gently,, d } And he told her, just as gently, that |b , He was away] ! ; for economy he had but the lightest of lunches. When he arrived at home in the evening he was tired And many times she hadn't even peeled the potatoes. She admitted the fault, and made a re- solve that in the future she would be The visitors hitched their horse up! In turn, he admitted the fault of not| talking to her, Once he had always told her of the day's doings, chatted of the world's happenings, and so on. Of late he had ceased that happy habit. Now he made a New Years) one was unpun all day : n pr ; late Asa Crawford, master mariner, of | | day, this place?" ; LE Vy ¥ ' the ¢ Lil- "kept him waiting; one of her faulls ws unpunctuality--greeted him with |wibce o in making com- a smile, and was more lke the 'irl [5 fo of batting In "H. he had 'married than she had been for He sénved the change, and | The. meal over and cleared stray quietly; she broached her idea for an exchange of resolutions, so that they. might start the New Year happily and harmoniously. Bach was to tell the cther, candidly but calmly, of their There were to be no argu- ments or counter-thrusts; but if. con- science told them that the fault really existed a solemn resolution was to be fault or conquer the months, | the it put him in geod humor. faults. made to end the and hungry. resolution to do as he once did. And she promised not to "crash and clatter." ; And he made a resolution to be tidy. When the tale of reslives was comis| | plete his arm was round her, and she| . was crying softly to him. 'They as she smuggled ept their exchanged resolu]. | after, 1° tions and: were happy ever after | To the tons of aie 5 r 43 2 d A the top and bottom, tied in the usual way. Much worn blankets used in the orters . . A Cake and a'Story. I.am a young girl eighteen years than be off to a moving picture show as some girls would, but my motto is: Cook Book, so learn while you are young." My grandmother taught me this when I was a little oy 'thankful to her. here, as I live on a 120-acre farm and 'making a os soda in it to add bout, ohe'quarter of a teaspoonful of baking powder. It makes it much bet. ter. The cake recipe I am sending y are very good.--Mrs. H. B, Ki} girth and T am| certainly does take a lot of cake| I idea when you makes two lange cakes and will old and would rather do the baking! pus is no disgrace in the Family| }i Mother, Refuse any . GAVE he trouble and the "delicious home, yet give your men a pie. folks pies that are exactly to . Mac time: of baking pies at nothing left their taste. elt your the genuine you must say o with imitation. to be desired. in which hi directio Ta babies: a as ns ds children of o 'ages printed on Hi "Call ifo raja os