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Copyright by the Musson Book Company How the Story Started. Frank = Westhaver, known - ' tory " lives at Long Cove on Hats Bit S TL and his ¢ pian e of rum, whereu Frank uncle tells him 'the Freie his fath er's' fondness for drink and how the Grace Westhaver"' went fable Island with ten of her crew an to kipper, Tria has the of, upon Frank. He finishes sc with credit to himself and spends the summer as an apprentice "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. 'he 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. cols lision with a steamer, When Frank is twenty-one and Jules nineteen, they engage 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 harbtr 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. CHAPTER TEN--(Cont'd.) As Frank had prophesied, the gang, worn out with their week's dissipation and stupid with the doubtful whisky they had been imbibing, soon TO into their bunks, and throughout the afternoon and evening Shorty and Jules spelled one another at wheel and look-out. As they hauled off the land theme was a spiteful heft in the west- erly wind, and when the night shut down, dark and cold, the schooner was lurching and diving over a break- ing sea. "Glass is down to twenty-nine six," remarked Westhaver, coming up from the cabin at midnight. "I tried t' rouse some of these fellers out, but they're dead to the world. Whew she's breezin' up!" Lighting his pipe he took the wheel, while Jules walked the waist and peered into the black- ness ahead. There lis a Beciing indegeribably grand and awe-inspiring in the sight of a schooner tearing through the night with all her sail set, Every- thing appears an opaque wail,_broken only by the Rembrandtesque - tion of the otlskinned figure straining at the wheel in the yellow light of the binnacle lamp, the hazy loom of sails ~ towering * into the blackness aboft, and the ph orescent gleam- ing of the churning bow wave stream- ing aft to merge with the ghostly ir- radiancy of the creaming wake. Schooner and sea were hidden and absorbed in the dark of a cloudy, starless night, and the only indication of 'the presence of @& human being upon the deck was the glow of a pipe or a wind-blown spark. Ne tramp of sea-booted feet could be heand above the hum and whir of the wind in sails and rigging; the hissing drone of the racing foam and the sullen crash of the seas on the bow--the darkness was palpable and & shipmate's near ness to one was acknowledged by an intuitive feeling and not by sight. The "Mabel Kinsella" stormed thus until the increasing W of wind compelled a ing of her wings. Two or three big seas had piled aboard, and Westhaver, bearing in mind that this was his first trip, and having no desire to lose the fra- gile dories nested on the deck, hand- led the wheel to call the bang. ™~ "Up beloo-w] Reef th' trice up yer out!" _Then he staggered for'and thrcugh the flying spray. . "Turn out fellers!" he roared. "Reef th' mains'l --take in th' jib!" It was evident by the prone forms 88 | Ba e s y chum Lemuel Ring drink a down oft | to Jules and went down' ; lerazy after ye jumped over th' : mains'} an' | He had a dory over an' after you 'fore jib! Come on, fellers, all : In the solid ] night, 'blackness of the " pc gn screamed; grap a-holt o' this line!" In a flash he had cut the lead admift and knotted the stout cord around his waist, and while the frightened mob were grasp- ing at it, he leaped over the taffrail into the sea. 2 Glad in his ollsiing and rubber boots, Westhaver hit the chilly water with a splash which filled his nose and mouth, but snorting like a gram- pus, anfully bo the of him he struck out m spot but a few feet ahea where a faintly discernible bundle was paddling end bawling with the lustiness of fear. "Don't grab at me!" Shorty as he came up to the floundering fisherman. was too frightened to heed the warn- ing, and as Wiesthaver, drew side him he clutched him neck. "Heave in!" yelled the sl him frenziedly both went under. Down, down, down, they seemed to go, and Frank's feet groped for an imaginary bottom while his lungs filled to bursting with the awful pres- sure. A sensaffion of fearful pain pressed upon his temples; his eyes seemed like lead in their sockets and his ears were filled with a mighty thunder. Then came a feeling of peacefulness; he thought of h Dexter, his mother, and Uncle Jerry, and, forgetful of the position he was in, he felt supremely happy, while a curious famcy ran through his mind. "Who would take the 'Kinsella' home?" The cold dir beat upon his face again and interrupted the lightning- {ike trend of his thoughts, and a {| strong hand clutched at-his collar and dragged him into" something which heaved up and down - and made him sick." Yes. he could remember being sick--fearfully sick, and when the fit passed, he was standing on his own deck w¥h the lead-time around waist and a jostling, shouting crowd ih ie who seemed to lest, at him jn 4 i glare o e tonahies, Then prc LS again, and muet {have gone'to sleep, for when he awoke it was broad daylight, and Charley the | Costa, 'the cook, was forcing hot soup between his lips. "What's th' matter, steward?" he eroaked, 'and his voice seemed strangely weak. "Hah! skeepper. me 'round: again: - Sup up this leetie bit soup an' youl be a'l right." Frank sipped at the brew and full consciousness came back to, him, "Who was that I went after?" "Jake Simms." k "Ig--is he 2 3 "Not a bit of it. He's in his bunk for'ard 'most frighten to death." Hearing the conversation a troop of men gathered around the door of the berth. "How d'ye feel, skipper?" , crowding into the narrow You're cof they cried |apartment. "Lord, that was & nervy t you did last the ies Jules 7" "Here I am, Frankee." And the big Frankman pressed forward with the light of adoration in his eyes. "Oh, Frankee was gone--" "Yes, interrupted a man, "I sure calated that Big Frenchy hag gone rail. a man ¢'d say knife" Frank looked up. "Then it was you, Sabot, what hauled me out. I hev a 'kinder recollection o' bein' in a dory. Sick, wasn't 1?" "Yes," Jules replied. "You lay in vomit de salt snoring in the bunks that the cry fell, bottom of doree an' deaf cars. Westhaver noticed de wa- ter you swallow. Dat dam' Newf'nlan' | 'round de neck. 'I had to along- d the ge ipper, ' and with the other man hanging idk soa boy, but I was 'fraid , Ant ¢ a creat pl 1 Y !to sail with her--so it pe!" declared | McCallum, passing a red paw over an aching head. "She's cn smartest skipper tat I What a fery sore heid I haf, to pe sure!" And with the admiration of hardy, TOU men for those hardier and more i than themselves, they hauled 'on theit bots and ofl sloties with ez- ceedi profane, yet heart-felt, com- | They | Jumbo {they swung I were ¥ |3ift of blue water under their feet the Western = Ocean trawlers settled to the regular routine of The sea! The great stretches of clear, clean water roiling tireless and ever changing under the lash of the great untrammelled winds. Al- beautiful; ever mysterious; with the compelling grandeur : langorous with the calm | v fd | of the | and: the j subline, yet fearful, in the (8 with the winds of heaven, which, laden with brine, fill the lungs [the their cleansing ues and clear soft zephyrg of summer, the brain befuddled the vice and | dissipations of the land, the mighty | watery wastes purge body and soul and rejuvenate the jaded mind. The ! attered, stupefied inebriate who rolls aboard his vessel at the feels the influence as soon as the foot mises and snores to the heave of open water. The bri air is drawn juto his lungs; the heart, haras- | sed by 1, resumes its normal | functions; the eyes snap.and {with life, 'and the nay 1 brain emerges throug the m . stupefaction and lends itself to the d'eaner thoughts induced by the great, clean ocean around. As the great re- , juvenator, it eradicates the dre vice and bestiality hereditary to. those 1 : and and, makes mo eve Drchat | sent their -. (To be continued.) ----p It Never Touched Him: - It is sald that when Constantine was B of Rome some goseips came , to him with the distressing news that © | the people were stoning his statue in the public square. He listened quiet- [1y to his informers, and then, shrug- | ging his shoulders, sald, "I dont feel it" So when anyone comes to you a tale of gossip, telling of the cruel pay no attention to not hurt you, the reality of you, the truth: of your being is beyond their figy, your statue which stands in the cess, The mentally defective constitute, by no fault of their own, one of the great- est and most perplexing of social prob- lems. This fact is alil too little under. stood and appreciated. 1t is usually estimated that from 13 | to 2 per cent. of the population are be- low par mentally. On that basis there utterly helpless and unable to care for grade higher than idiots, but unable to | support themselves, relight and protection. "Be: "tween the imbecile'and the normal ai the much larger 'proportion who be- cause they are not easily detected con- stitute the greater menace. After they reach adult years they remain mere and | tuce was designated as an early leaf storm. | variety and this we Bowed quite thick with things that So-and-So said about you, em, Gossip can. j SEE reach. That is immune to all slander |' and gossip and les. These people} are just throwing stones at your ef- | public square of public opinion.--Suc- The Problem of the Mentally Defective Dr. J. G. Shearer, Secretary Social Service Council of Canada, are in Canada from 185,000 to 180,000 {1k ) of these unfortunates. Some are idiots, | gence themselves. Others ars imbeciles, a {I and requiring con- | ti a applied in. fall and another application was given the ground in the spring. In this, as early as the season would permit, we planted in rows about a foot apart, lettuce, icicle radishes, onions, car- rots and a small variety of round- table beet i ed as the "Car dinal Globe." These rows ended two feet from 'the end of the plot and across the end we set five tomabo plants. As the garden was an experiment, we were not much concernéd over the seed selection. We bought it at the local grocery store but saw to it that we got Ontario-grown seed. The let- in the two rows adjoining the wood- shed. None of this space received sun until afber the middle of the day | and we did not know what the outcome would be. Early it looked rather yel- low and sickly. When we first began to use it, we pulled the plants 'until | those left were two or three inchse SDE, in) the row. Care was used in "* i ones a | pulling them not to displace those left down inner remove , | Then replace husks and tie at 'bop. i i _ Boil twenty minutes and remove husks ing. We used the water from the cool- ing tank in which we cooled our milk , and applied it after sundown or ve F carly' ift' the anorning. As: the days tuce looked more thrifty.' We always 4 we Sup of a ns one of berries | whi ave en about. in one 7 tablespoon o A Turn into a but- tered mold and steam for one and o i my Sauce.---Boil one 'as fast as used new f was sown i We sti nave fine dishes. & one marriage that never should have been allowed. ; . It'is estimated by those best quali- fad to judge that two-thirds of all pros: | 'titution is due to feeble mindedness. Moreover, a large proportion of the children born out of mariage have seble-minded mothers, These women - in promiscuous = sexual indul- soon develop veneral diseases, 'and infect all their male associates. ny of these associates are normal oung men who afterwards marry, and thelr innocent wives, and pass A of these terrib! ren. It is estl- ease is due be) theless el vier' of | my = {iy not oo lifted it cup of | my life unidndered, ERI re ores ture's quick breathing, CHES And as I mused the words "invisible barriers" kept coming juto my mind. It seemed that I was like the church building and that the Saviour was seeking entrance. into my life as the bird had sought to leave the building. I had made my profession of faith. 1 had given Him the Invitation to come 'and live in me and fo do His will in, me. To all appearaices the way was open,' but Christ had not come in as. Ti freely as I had hoped. Now as the words kept repeating themselves in my musings I knew that there were "invisible barriers" that had kept the Saviour out just as that which seemed pull| ¢5 be an opening to the bird had been closed by invisible glans. I remembered the thoughts of my mind and knew that the Saviour could not come in to share them with me. T- thought of the pletures hung on the © walls of memory and knew that He could not walk with me through gallery. I remembered the hope desires that contained so much of v ishness, and realized, that they were barriers, invisible to the, world and hitherto to myself, but barriers never . And there lere too was the "nv wn gtubbpra whl that mit. «As strgited the 'my Ii open- ing wide the door, let it go free. And as the bird found its opening free from the hindering glass I prayed that God would break the "invisible barrier" of my will and let the Master come. into "gs ible bar