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ii}? Indeed,'as M. Fournier looked sitawards, there was no glimpse of " land visible. A fortnight of heavy ~“weather had been followed by a week of fog which enveloped the islands like a drenched blanket. Only to-day had it shown any signs l breaking, and the St. Agnes lug- r was the first boat, so far as as known, to run the hazard of the sea. It is true that two days before one man had run in to the bar of Tregarthen's Hotel and told how he had stood upon the top of the Garrison and had looked sud- denly down a lane between two perpendicular walls of mist, and had seen the water breaking white upon Great Smith Rock, and in the near oistance an open boat under p. mizzen and a jib, beating out Iftrhrough_tht heavy swell towards _ the west. But his story was in no -, wise believed. gas it last allowéd to embark. ~“NOW I” cried Zebedee Isaacs, as CHAPTER I. The discovery made a great jsti1' T" amongst the islands, and particu- .Pla.rly at St. Mary's. In the square space before the Customs' House, on the little stone jetty, among the paths through the ‘gorse of the Garrison, it became the staple sub- lect of gossip, until another ship iycame ashore and other lives were ' lost. For quite apart from its old circumstances, a certain mystery lent importance to Ralph Warriner. It transpired that nearly two years before, when on service at Gibral- tar, Captain Warriner of the Ar- ' tillery had slipped out of harbor Que dark night in his yacht, and "G. ad straightway disappeared; it was proved that subsequently he had been dismissed from the sel'- vice; and the coroner of St. VuMary’s in a moment of indiscretion let slip the information that the Home Offiee had requested him to furnish it with a detailed history of the facts. The facts occurred in i this sequence. the lugggr rose. M. Fournier gave To all of Isaacs' objections M. Fourmer was impervious, and he a. pathetic look backwards to the land, shut his eyes and jumped. Isaacs caught him and set him upon the floor of the boat, where he stood clutching the runners. He saw the ianding-steps dizziLy rush past him t1p to the sky like a Jacob's lad- iler, and then as drizzly shut down- wards below him like a telescope. The boat was pushed off. It rounded the pierhead and beat out an its first tack, across the Road. M. Fournier crouched dowrrunder the shelter of the weather bulwark. "As for the sea I am devot.” he murmured, with a watery smue. "There'll be a head-wind all the way," he said discouragingly, "an wi' that a heavy ground sea, we'll be brave an' wet before we reach the Bishop, brave an' wet." _ “I do not mind," replied M. turnier. "For the sea, I am de- ot"; but his voice was tremulous and belied him. Isaacs shook his head. "It's not only the sea. Look!" And he stretched out his arm. A variable fog' rolled and tumbled upon a, tumbling wilderness of sea. "I'ld sooner have two gales lashed together than sail amongst these islands in a fog. I'ld never go to- day at all, but the boat's more'n three weeks overdue." Isaacs looked up in surprise. He had been wondering what had brought the little man out in this dress and .on this morning. it not-p' He now Stood upon the steps of the pier nervously polishing his glasses as the lt1gger swung up- wards and downwards on the swell. He watched the relief-men choose their time and spring on board, and lust as Zebedee Isaacs, the master of tho boat, was about to push off with his boat-hook, he nerved him- self to speak. At seven o'clock of a morning in the last week of July, the St. Agnes lugger which carries the relief men to and fro between the Trinity House barracks upon' St. Mary's and the Bishop Lighthouse in the Atlantic ran alongside of St. Mary's tf1er. There were waiting upon the steps the two lighthouse men, and third, a small rotund Belgian of sdark, shiny eountenancenvhich 'eemed always on the point of per- spiring. He was swathed in a bor- rowed suit of oilskins much too large for him, and would have cut a, comical figure had he not on that raw morning looked supremely un- happy and pathetic. M. Claude Fournier was a taxidermist by pro- fession and resided at Tangier; he was ,never backward in declaring that the evidences of his skill decor- ated many entrance-halls through- out Europe; and some three weeks before he had come holiday-mak- insalone to the islands of Scilly. , {NH gpfwith you to the Bishop, is OR, THE MYSTERY OF THE " TARI FA'S " CARGO “You!” interrupted Isaacs With a blunt contempt; "you are blind y' And M. Fournier, before anyone could guess his intention, flung himself upon Isaaes and jammed the tiller hard over to port. The boat came broadside to the wind, heeled over, and in a second the water was pouring in over the g11n- wale. Zebedee wrenched the main sheet " the pin, and let the big, sail fly: another loosed the jib. The promotitude of these two men saved the boat. It ran its head up into the wind, rig:hted itself upon its keel, and lay with flapping sails and shivered. t "But it's true," exclaimed the lit- tle Belgian. "I see it no more my- self. But I have seen it, I tell you. I hare seen the mast above the island----" a rat: and every man of the crew in violent tones expounded to the Belgian the enormity of his crime. Fournier was himself wMLnigh frantic with excitement. He was undauntcd by any threats of vio- lence: neither the boat, nor the sea, nor the crew had any terrors for him. Isaacs without a word caught hold of M. Fournier and shook him like "There is a ship."' he ccreamed. "Tho fog was vanished-iv" for a second it was vanished, and I have "TI1ere's nothing to see," replied Isaacs, who did not alter his course. Zelredect Isaacs looked in the di- rection. '"s')u q "On Jacky's Rock?” he asked, nodding towards a menacing column of black rock which was faintly visible, "No, no-beyond l---There I” And M. Founder excitedly gesticulated. He seemed at that moment to have, lost all his terror of the sea. "On Rosevar, then," said the keeper of the lighthouse, and he strained towards Rosevar. "There's a ship on shore. Tenez --look i” he cried. "There, there 1” And as he spoke the mist drove be.. tween his eyes and what he de- clared that he saw. . 'rr id "I see nothmg. he sa , 7} "and------ It was at one such moment, when the boat had just passed through Crebawethan Neck, that M. Four- nier, who had been staring per- s1's1rentirover the starboavci tttll- wark, suddenly startled the crew. He made no attempt to land up- on the Lighthouse. The relief men were hoisted up in the sling, the head-keeper and one of his assist- ants were lowered, and the lugger started upon its homeward run be, fore the wind. The fog thickened and lightened about them as they threaded the intricate channels of the western islands. Now it was a. thin grey mist, parting here and therein long corridors, driven this "way and that, twirling in spires of smoke, shepherded by the winds; now again it hung close about them an impenetrable umber, while the crew in short quick tones and ges- tures of the arms mapped out the rocks and passages. About them they could hear the roar of the breaking waves and the rush of water up slabs and over ledges, and then the "glumph glumph" as the wave sucked away. At times, too, the fog lifted from the surface. and hung very low, massed above their heads, so that the black hillocks of the islets stood out in the sinister light like headstones of a cemetery of the sea, and at the feet of them, the water was white like a flash of hungry teeth. On the third tack, hotvever, he began to resume his courage. He even smiled over his shoulder to- wards Zebedee Isaacs at the tiller. "As for the sea,” he began to say "I am---" But tho statement which he was not to verify on this day, ended in, a shriek. For' a mo- ment a great, green wave hopped exultingly over the bows, and thenceforward all the way to the Bishop the lugg-er shipped much water. M, Fournier’s behavior became deplorable. As Isaacs bluntly and angrily summarized it, "he lay upon the thwarts «and screeched like a rook”; and in his appeals to his mother he was quite conyentionally French. In a. little the boat was put about. From Sour Milk Ledge it; was sailed on the port; tack towards Great Minalto, and felt the wind and felt the sea. It climbed up waves till the red lug-tail swung over M. Fournier's head like db ca- nopy; and on tho downward slope the heavy bows took tho water with a thud. " M. Fournier knelt up and clung to the stays. At all costs he must see. He stared into the shift- ing fog at the rollers which came hopping and leaping towards him; and he was very silent and very still, as though the fascination of terror enchained him. Fournier stood still. The light- house-keeper, walked forward and tapped the sleeper upon the shour, der. But the sleeper did not wake. The lighthouse man knelt down and gently turned the man over upon his back; as he did so, or rather just before he did so, Fournier turned sharply away with a shudder. When the sailor was lying upon his deck the keeper of the lighthouse started with something of a shudder, too. For the sailor had no face. The lighthouse man drew his handkerchief from his pocket and gently covered the head. It seem- ed almost as' if Fournier had been waiting, had been watching for this action. For he turned about im- mediately and stood by the light- house-keeper"; side. Above the lonely islet the sea-birds circled and called; on the sea the mist was now WNW, u“ um my» brAMb-r m“. "M _-- V. he more than a gauze, and through 1t: the glow of the sun was faintly diffused. a cloud oi pufEns, gulls, kittiwakes and shearwaters whirled upwards from that nursery of sea-birds and circled above his head, their cries sounding with infinite melancholy, their wings flickering like silver in that grey and desolate light. “It is so like your' Robinson Cru- soe,” said M. Fournier. "It is more like our islands of Scilly," said the lighthouse-keeper, as he looked towards the wreck. They climbed over the low rocks and walked along the crown of the island towards the wreck. There was no tree or shrub upon the bar- ren, soil, only here a stretch of sandy grass, there is patch of mal- lows--mallows of a, rusty green and whitened with salt of the sea. In the midst of one such patch they came upon the body of a man. He was dressed in a pilot coat, sea boots and thick stockings drawn over his trousers to the hips, and he lay face downwards with his head resting upon his arms in a natural posture of sleep. Work kills worry, but it is so much easier to worry than work. A good time doesn't always .de- pend on the price you pay for It. muddy stops comitGrcurercoiiirhe7iii the throat and lands. . I - aa cents. On the instant that quiet, silent islet whirred into life and noise. So startling was the change that M. Fournier jumped backwards while his heart jerked within him. "What's that?" he cried, and then laughed as he understood. For The sheets were made fast with- out a word. Without a word, Zebe- dee Isaacs put the boat about and steer-ed it into the Neck between Rosevar and Rosevean. As they passed along the narrow channel, no norse was heard but the bustle of the tide. For at the ll estern end they saw the bows of a ship un- steadily poised upon a, ledge. There was a breach amidships, the stern was under water, only the foremast stood; and nowhere was there any sign of life. Isaacs brought the boat to in a tiny creek, some distance from the wreck. "We can land here," he said, and the lighthouse-keeper and Fournier st,epped ashore. _ .. "And by the Lord he's right," said the lighthouse-keeper gravely -so gravely that complete silence at once fell upon the crew. One man stood up .n the bows, a sec- ond knelt upon the thwarts, a third craned his body out beyond the stern, and all with one accord stared towards Rosevar. The stern, and all with one accord stared towards Rosevar, The screen of haze was drawn aside, and quite clear to the view over a low rock, rose the. mast and tangled cordage of a wreck. - seen it. There may be men alive on that rock-starving, perrsh1ng, men of the sea, like you. You will not leave them. But you shall not I” And clinging to the mast be stamped his feet. 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The more nearly we can bring about such a state among the cows the more successful we will be, There are milkers who jerk the teats hard when at their work. This certainly cannot be very comtorr table to the COW; Ear better to squeeze steadily, holding the hand up in an easy position. The noises which are heard in many stables/at milking time are distressing to people who have been blessed with nerves. Shouting, scolding, perhaps swearing and kicking and pounding-thes-e are frequent conditions at such times. They all hinder cows from doing the best they can. No man. who loves his cows or who has an eye to his own interests will permit such things for a moment. Even to he nibbled by a, fhr takes something from the peaceful condi- tion most conducive to the best re- sults. For that reason it is a good plan to throw a, nice clean blanket over the cow's back while milking. All harsh sounds should be shut out. Some cows like to hear men sing. By studying them we may learn which these cows are and respond to their tastes in this direction. Others like to have it as still as possible at milking time. It is wise to cater to this disposi- And then, a good grip with the hand counts for much. Some men have a way of bending the fingers so -that the ends stick right into the sides of the teats. If the nails are long, milkers who do that cause cows a good deal of pain, and any- thing that does that hinders a cow from doing her best; because cows have nerves and anything that ef- fects them unfavorably makes the cow hold back part of her milk, and I am quite sure that what she does give is not as rich as it otherwise would be. The nails should be well trimmed and the fin8ers kept out pretty straight, only curving to clasp the teat firmly and evenly. The cow cannot help appreciat- ing this effort on the part of her master to be thoughtful of her comfort. At' milking time the cows should be in a quiet state of mind and body. Good nature is the most econo- mical milk feed that a cow can have and when pastures are short green soiling comes next. Not one but a scrub dairyman would use a scrub bull. Progress and scrub stock were never yet found on the same farm. New handbags are perfectly square. _ 7 Everything tends to smaller coif- fures. - The banded-in effects. are even seen 111 coats. Egyptian embroideries are in high favor. g The low lying effect in hats still prevails. gTho chenille dot, is going-to have anStrh.er inning in veilings. - First, then, is sympathy on the part of the milker. It never pays to be harsh with cows. If this could only be deeply impressed on the minds of men everywhere it would add thousands of dollar's to the farm revenue of the country. _ Shawl collars are still a feature of coats. Some of the richest opera, cloaks have kimono sieeves. The badger aigrette is in high favor and is beautiful. Large wings are in demand for tailored and semi-dress hats. White fox and ermine continue to be the leading evening furs. Metallic, beaded and Persian ef- fects are popular in ‘lggggggn. i w tlx farm (ty iwaFa_abareBaNN6Nbnib<bNllVau, Most men think they know all about; milking-earn tell them anything about that; and yet, if we could know what the cows think on that question, it may be we would fmd that there are some things for us to learn. It is worth while, at any rate, to look to our ways in this respect and get all the suggestions we can. For when we have said and done all, the process of milking is one of the most im- porfpant farmers have to perform. Beaver hats with enormous ro- settes of tulle are worn. Antique brocades are fashionable for elegant evening gowns and cloaks. Sleeves seem to have definitely dyeided to remain short on dressy waists, aWWWWQ A later fad 1sthe itfitu'it"irh_dow Chantilly under white chiffon. Roses and other flowers made of satin ribbon are greatly in vogue. Dressy gowns for afternoon are being made of striped satin fou- lards. Shaded or ombre plumes, willow in style, are favored for large dres- sy hats. Most of the colored laces are shown in black with a, design work- ed in colors. _ SEEN IN PARIS SHOPS METHODS OF MILKING IN THE DAIRY. A Meek Worm. "You miserable worm!" cried an in- censed wife. “If you was half a man you'd help me to turn the mangle!” The Sweet Girl. Belle-Nellie. dear, may I introduce you to my fiance? Nellie-Delighted to meet you, sir! All of your' prede- cessors have been such bully fellows. A cow that has eats heartily and flesh while giving good one to keep 'rho Ueuryman" who takes his money out oi the savings bank tlo bund a, silo makes a good Hives? ment of idle trapital. An ounce of salt, per day is about right for a cow. They need a little more in summer than in win- ter 'l'wenty-five good cows will make a profit, but a thousand poor onry will send a man into bankruptcy 1n short order. 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