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£71- “ When the butter won’t come put a penny in the chum,” is an old time dairy proverb. It often seems to work though no one has ever? told why. 1 i1. \Vhen mothbrs are worried] because the children do not gain strength and flesh we say give them Scott’s Emul- sion. For all weak and pale and thin children Scott’s Emulsion is the most satisfactory treat. Children take to it naturally because they like the taste and the remedy takes just as naturally to the children be- cause it is so perfectly aaapted to their wants. especially prepared for delicate stomachs. - It is like the penny in the milk because it works and because there is ~something astonishing about it. ‘» Scott's Emulsion is simply a milk of pure cod liver oil with some hypophosph-ites half of her crew who were soldiers many had scarcely yet acquired their "lea legs,” and some of them were actually seasick during the battle! The Mia. with which they were about 5 engage and to which they were npflly drawing near, was a brand .w, double banked frigate, mounting My guns on one uncovered and two covered decks, twenty 18 pound- ers, twenty 9’s and ten 6’s. She was manned by 850 well drilled able m and commanded by "one of the Id emcen in the English navy, who '8 ably seconded by a full quota of ”able and experienced subordinates. Pearson had no more doubt of win- ing the victory than he had of the akin: of the sun next morning. Leav- iu one factor out of a comparison of the opposing forces, his confidence was absolutely warranted. But Jones had no more doubt of winning the victory nan Pearson had. Pearson knew his flb and his crew; Jones knew himself. He was the unconscious factor which meted Pearson's conclusions. When a man like the little Scotch~American captain makes up his mind to do a same there. In only 011.8 thin: t9 omen! PPWCPBS W. F. MCCARTY MR WEDDING BIN lion FOUR cam, bosutiful Clock-.9016 Watches, Jewelry, etc E38889 neat and Wedding Ring-- popular J ewolry Star!» mac-dtbmppiestovmta at but lifeâ€"doubly no 11 lb. how: ant they can tron IcCu'ty'n, Quantum-ls. synonym for am. for the money here. We havo Silver-warn. (ht Glass Flu (Continued from page three) admiral away-b” main“; aim We will send you the penny, I. e., a sampte free. Emmathbgicmb Ooh-dahbetnonthc mgw W '9 Chemists, Toronto. Ontario. SCOTT 6: BOWNE. promptly done 9 “Pass the word quickly,” said Jones to young Brooks, “er the men to de- liver their fire promptm and together. when the word is given. Not 3.51m is to be discharged until the order. Att- er that. as rapidly as possible.” As the fleet footed midshipman Ian dong the decks u little murmur of ex- citement arose There was a shifting of positions. Men sprang to then-ata- tlons. nurse whispers cum from “And you. sir,” returned Dale, with an unusual accent of tender affection. Then he turned and ran rapidly to his station. ships were sailing at right anglesrto each other, the Richard slightly ahead or the Serapis, which was moving to cross her bow. “Shall I go to the batteries now, cap- tain?” asked the first lieutenant. “Yes, I think you would better,” an- swered Jones, stretching out his hand. “Gobdby. sir,” said the other, grasp- ing it firmly. “Goodby. God bless you, Richard,” said the older man, looking gravely at his beloved subordinate. But in the main the two omcers kept silent watch together. Even the chat- tering Frenchmen caught the contagion of the portentous moments and stood in quiet ranks prepared and ready. It was no quarrel of theirs, this in which they fought, but their old and ever present hatred of England gave them inspiration enough for the conflict. The breeze treshened slightly, and as the Richard drew nearer the Serapis the latter swung her ponderous main- yard and slowly filled away. The two or: on the starboard how the Pallas was gallantly speeding toward her dis- tant toe. The Alliance, having paid no attention to repeated signals, was still edging in toward the convoy. The Serapis, with her topsail to the mast, her men at quarters, ports open, Ian. terns lighted, was grimly waiting. As Jones’ eye fell upon the Alliance his lips were tightened. A black shadow swept across his face which boded ill for Landais again. When Dale, stand- ing by his side! ventured to break his reverie by a bitter comment upon the defection of the frigate, Jones remark- “Never mind, air. The fewer we are the more honor we shall gain by tak- ing them.” peaceful sea a fragrance of balm and spicery and myrrh, which seemed to i suggest the many voyages of the old ship in the distant tropic latitudes, clung about the decks and pervaded the gentle air already redolent with the sweet scent of new mown hay from the not distant shore. It was as calm and sweet an autumn night as ever falls across the tired earth. The. land breeze blew softly across the ~st she swept forward through the 3 ’ I decks. The bright radiance of the 310- ‘ rious moon of harvest sparkled and wavered and flickered with sinuous, restless brilliancy on the tossing wa- ter ahead. All the busy notes of prep- aration had died away. There had come over the hearts of all in that l I . moment before the approaching crisis I a little silence which bespoke a recog- nition of the gravity of the impending conflict. The mellow toned bell for- ward was striking the timeâ€"two, four, six, seven bells in the second dog watch, half after 7 o’clock. The min- utes were being rung away for some of the men upon the decks of the, great old ship; for many of them the . bell would strike no more. Some who : had gazed carelessly upon the setting ‘ sun would not see it rise again. ‘ Laughter ceased, jest failed, and some . unwanted lips, while eyes were heav- ? enward turned, murmured the name of God in belated petition. Even the; most hardened and indifferent sailor felt the influence of the hour and was still. “Shanta His men were wont to say thst he could look even a frigate into striking her colors it given an opportunity. The hardest rufflan cringed like a cur before him, and this when he was peaceful and quiet. When he grew angry, which was rare, his passion was like Washington’s, blasting and appall- ing. He was perfectly quiet now, however, and he stood by Dale’s side at the break of the poop looking over the bows of the ship toward the en- emy. lung, flashing, piercing eye, which plunged through .and through those upon whom its glances were fastened with the keenness of a sword blade. ness of an mdent philosopher, there was in his appearance no outward evi- dence of the tremendous quallflel 1n- herent in the man save in the spar- dainty manner of a Frenchman, the courteous deference of a gentleman of the oldest and best school,_the enlm- The menunderltood this too. Then -___â€" M.- is nothing that your real hard bitten daredevil, your imprudent ruflian. likes so much as a man who is not afraid of him and who will be his master. Your rufflan curses and swears at your man, plots against him, rebels, mutinies, conspires, and in the moment of action follows him like a devotee. The little man standing at the break of the poop, cool, calm, thoughtful, with his stu- dent face and somewhat poetic, dreamy smile, "did not look like the iron handed, iron willed, indomitable mas- ter of the motley ruflian band which had been dumped upon his deck-â€" which he certamly was. With the his doing it, and that is to remove the man! Jones intended to conquer. There never was a man who had more of the spirit of absolute determination, of nnconquerable, unshalmble, un- breakable pertinacity in continuing a conflict, than he. He never knew when he was beaten, perhaps because he never was. There was something in the sheer determined, persistent pug- nacity of the man which absolutely compelled success. He wrenched vic- tory from overwhelming odds, superior force, fortuitous chance-everything. erheadn were III; BOAR KIDNEY PILL subordinates. . 30803316032. : Caswell and Mayrant were in the ; forecastle to fight the two guns there. Mr Mease, the purser, as brave a man as ever stepped a deck, though no ;!,sailor had charge of. the quarter deck = guns. Stacey, the saian master. 3 stood aft by the wheel to assist in gworking the ship. Brooks and De :Chamlllard were on the poop near gJones. Fanning, with his bullies in lthe maintop, was anxiously wishing i that he, too, might have a place in § the center of the conflict, the gun deck, " little knowing what decisive moment | was in store for him. Priccsocu. perk-«3hrhas, or macho, Frequent Thirst, Sanity, Cloudthiek or Highly Colored Urine, Patna; under the Eyes Swelling 0! mo Foot and Ankles, m m mp5,“ of kidney trouble that Don'- Kiln, Pith will cure. 80 ten: of his experience in the Ion". n words: “For four months] mtmnNed with I. lame back and all this time was no. eble to turn in bed withom help. I tried puters and liniments of all kinds but with no elfect. 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Eflllll A few moments later a powder black- ened, blood stained, white faced. des- perate little figure appeared out of the smoke before the captain. “McCollin, you here!” he cried stern. 1y. “Why are you not with your hat- tery. sir?" “All the men alive of this division." said McCollln thickly, “will find places It the divisions on the gun deck. We Pay ne." “Load it again," said the gasping boy, striving to stop the blood with his hand against his side. Before the men who, inspired by such heroism, had sprung eagerly forward. could reach the piece, an 18 pound shot from the Serapis’ lower deck struck it fair and square on the trunnion and dismount- ed it. That battery was useless. The explosion had made a gaping hole in the side of the Richard, through which the red lighted side of the Sera- pis but a short distance away could be seen plainly. The deck above and below was badly shattered by the blowing up of the guns. gun and applied the iron. There was a blinding roar and the gun whirled in- board in rapid recoil from the force of the discharge. “Don’t do it. sir!” hoarsely cried the old boatswain’s mate who served under him. “It ’ll blow up with ye, as the others ha’ done!” There was no reply. McCollin was beyond words. With set lips and grim face. in silence he wa- vered on before the awestruck men. With tottering steps he reached the McCollin, who commanded the bat- tery, was struck by a piece of iron and received a dreadful wound. He re- mained at his post, however, clinging tenaciously to a broken stanchion for a moment until he recovered him- self a little. As the frightened and appalled men shrank away from the remaining gun of the battery, not yet discharged in view of the dreadful ex- plosion. be seized the hot iron from the dead hand of the captain of No. 1 gun. and setting his lips grimly stag- gered over to the last cannon. “Luau-mu. -- __.__ H, less promptly from the English ship. Grams and curses and yells and cheers rose from the blood stained decks upon which men writhed in the agony of ghastly wounds or lay .contaorted in hideous death where they had fallen, for at close range both broadsides had done fearful execution. The desperate men ran the huge guns in and out and loaded them with trantic energy and kept up a continu- ous cannonade upon their toes. The roar of the great guns drowned every other sound as the two ships sailed side by side in bitter conflict, but the trained ear of the American captain had detected another sound coincident with the first broadside which told a tale of disaster. When the logger- heads had been applied to the priming of two of the 18 pounders they had ex- ploded with terrific concussion, killing and wounding nearly every man or their crews. Streams of light leaped out in the dnrlmess. Clouds of once from the tides of the Richard only to be met and brushed away by n broadside whlcb had been delivered no -- n- -n-L -hin do nothing more here. Goodby. “Fine!” CHAPTER XX. m nvnoann mo. HE battle had been maintain- , ed with the utmost fury for nearly three-quarters of an ‘ " hour. and both ships had sus- tained severe injuries. the Richard being in much the worse condition. The heavy shot from the long 18 pounders of the Serapis had played havoc with her. Pearson naturally thought that it was about time for Jones to surrender, {though the hour when Jones thought I it time to surrender would never strike. The sudden silence which had fallen upon the conflict was broken by a voice i from the British ship. In high inter- ; rogation it ran; over the waters in the moonlight. shipman. “Poor lad! A hero!” The ships were nearer now. The rifles of the Frenchmen were cracking and the fire from the great guns was continuous. The Richard 'had drawn I well ahead, and fearful that the Sera- lpis would cross his stern and rake, ’ Jones now shivered his headsails, threw 4 his aftersails aback. checked the way 3 of his own ship, and the Serapis, firing 1 madly into the smoke. drew ahead of I the Richard. Jones then put his helm : up to try to cross her stern and rake. Q The quick handling of the English ship I frustrated this plan. The bow of the ? Richard struck the port quarter of the 1 Serapis. The two ships hung together a a moment, boarders were called on both sides, but before they could be used the two ships drifted apart and formed a line ahead. with not a single “Have you struck?” was the ques- tion of the Serapis. From the shatter- ed Richard came Jones' immortal an- swer: “I have not yet begun to fight!” A roar of wild exultation. a gigantic Homeric laugh. broke from the throats of the crew of the Richard as the reply of the captain was passed from deck to deck until the whole ship from BACK PAINED so BAD COULDN’T TURN IN BED. gun bearing on either ship. The mar of the guns gradually subsided, and even the crack of the small arms died away. The smoke drifted slowly 011' to leeward. Fulfil!“ mat to ypn tho hisbory of mu.MTCHMAN-WARDER_ 3 The helm was shifted to starboard ‘ and the headsails shivercd. The Rich- ; and slowly swung 011' to port and gath- ‘ ered headway again. The Serapis had lost an opportunity of tacking and raking. In order more quickly to bring his guns to bear and perhaps to prevent a raking by the enemy, Cap- tain Pearson threw all aback. And the two ships, one backing and the other reaching ahead. slowly drew abreast each other, the batteries speak- ing again as soon as the guns bore. The wind was very light. and the mo- tion of both ships was sluggish in the extreme. so that they practically lay ' side by side. stccra go way almost gone, ! slowly drifting in for long minutes. un- ltil there came a sudden, temporary ‘ breath of wind. The position was most for the Serapis. as wit} and more numerous guns liberately knock the It? “cocked hat." She wn speedier and handler shi masongbl; bone to vho truck to Teasan“ qmea‘wfim ‘ sponstve joy. It was a joke the chin-.11 acter of which those blood stained rub“ flans could well appreciate, but tn.-1 captain was in no mood for joking, He was serious, and in the simplicity- ot the answer lay its greatness. Strike: Not now nor ever! Beaten! The fight. mg is but just begun! The preposter. one possibility of surrender cannot even be considered. What manner of man this with whom you battle in the- moonlight, brave Pearson? An unfa- miliar kind to you and to most, such. as has not been before nor shall be again. Yet all the world shall see and understand at this time. “I have not yet begun to fight!" Surprising answer! On a ship shat. tered beyond repair, her best guns ex~ ploded and useless. her crew deeimat-- ed. ringed about with dead and dying, the captain has not yet begun to tight! But there was no delay after the an- swer, no philosophizing, no heroics. The man of action was there. He- meant business! Every moment when the guns were silent was a wasted one. (Cami) {' NOVEMBER 19 guns she co the case of T1! tteries spe: 9 guns be and the I agglsh in 1 'actically 7 ivantagw with MS nto . November finds 0‘ n rtomfmt for man, 4 Pam-s .3 Papers ‘ In (urc: , e of on 5r Indies . indie; Covers 9 WT urtains “’1'; Wrz tn 00! 0!! our CUSXC “c: Blouses. Pibb )E \\ Flat