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Show it m ay Be Went t Wind whooped across the squat roof. "Wonderful night J" she cried. "A regular wildcat 1 couldn't stay in, didn't even wait to wash the dished" "1 don't like It," Norman admitted flatly. He observed the glow on her face. She was friendly tonight It was easy to talk to her. "1 was born In a thunderstorm," he confessed. "Lots of persons are. I was, myself. Nothing remarkable about that . , . it didn't make me tongue-tieor anything I What about It ?" "You? Born In lightnings "Abourd ship. In the middle of Lake Huron." , Norman looked bewildered. "And you like bad weather In spite of that. My mother told me . . ." "Sure I like it Why not? Dad did, too, when he was younger. It's only been lately that be'e let thick weather get him." The assistant keeper scowled. "Thick weather? What do you mean by that? Does thick weather bother the keep- THE STORY From mother, hli n French-Canadia- Erlckson Norman a distant for life on the water, which Is beyond the un derstandlng of his father, GuBtaf, veteran deep-wat- sailor. er At Mra. Erlckson'a. death Gustaf to make Norman, who haa been working for a grocer, hi partner In hi fishing boat, at In rebellious mood, Noronce. man seeks comfort from Julie Klchaud, Norman thought suddenly of tils futher when the skipper mentioned ... Mustache. Jt was not good news Julio had of Mm. "Need never come back. . . . H "My dad went ashore on Mustache years ago," he said. "Did, eh? Well, he might 'a' done worse. Might of come on here to Blind Man's Teeth, They'd of grabbed him. Uungry? This is the hungriest bit of const 1 ever see, Erlckson, and I know a sight of them." Norman's eyes sought the open lake. "That boat's running north fast" "Aye, her skipper knows what he's doing. Tryin' to make shelter o' Battle Ax head, 1 suppose. Well, here's luck to him. Beet light up. Steam must be ready now, too." The lamp sung out its bumming melody. Norman felt more at peace wltli the light on duty. Blind Man's Eye burned clear, come all the fogs of the inland seas, come cloud and tstorm-raek- , hurricane, sleet, lightnings, come wrecks and wet death on the leeib off the blasty point . . Wind Man's Eye stayed wakeful, looking squarely into the face of Its age eld enemy, the lake. Already the steam whistle at Battle Ax Islam far to the northwest was moaning, two long drawn snores across the wind, then four short blasts, tunning to keep up with the first two. Noiniau hurried back to the signal house at Captain Stocking's heels. There was a hiss of steam and a click of small nietleu'ous levers. In a rancorous, contemptuous howl, Blind Man's voice screamed its answer to liattle Ax . . , two short, one long, two short. "There she bel" Stocking rubbed the glass of the gage with his spectacle chamois. "Go report for supper. KrlcktMn. You first. It'll be an job' out here." Steve Sutton r had appeared from somewhere when Norman ran Into the kitchen. Sue knew how to cook. She still was la high humor. "! like wind !" she cried. Norman shook his bead. "1 donV "I like It", repeated Sue. "So does my father." Steve Sutton looked up tnqulsltlvelj but did not speak. Out In the dark the throat of the fog signal swelled with steum. Wind pounded the glas? of the kitchen win dows, thumped their "Bash, squealed, minced upon the panes. It bad mad dened feet tonight Norma u pushed back hts plate. "There's more fish." Sue said. I He "No have had enough." spoke defensively. Sue looked amused She would look more amused. NoruiHn relK-ted- , if he told her all the hideous thoughts that popped tnto his head us rooo as the wind to blow. Well. It wouldn't do to it'll her. He'd better get out and re lleve her father. Strange, how he felt tonight: not frightened as he used to he when a hoy, but not comfortable. That cursed wind! It blew the sense right out of bis bead. But it never Mew out the tower lamp. Duty is Let ber storm I cliffy Norman slid into his oilskins and buttoned the sonwester under his chin I'liltl wet lingers of mist washed his be opened the dor. Blind face a Man"? Eye looked down mistily through the damp thick air like a giant with The boiler fires glowed a eninract. red as he opened the door of the little lik house Captain Stocking had lighted the hand lantern and bung It biii-upon its hook, ,', Yur turn' for supper," Norman told, tiitu. "Sue says come quick. I'll lend it here." ,( The captain stepped out Into the -- lit. The signal howled. Wind an Jw.'red it promptly, shrieking defiance in the flimsy appliance of man. fiolted the lira It Kotihl be a long night, lie might . . all-nig- . be-mt- i tii Nor-jitii- tad a lunik The door hurst open and Sue Stock-blew lu tier eyes w.ue shlnlnj. v Sue's face sobered. "You're all wrong if yon think my futher loves storms now, Erlckson. No, be starts off smart enough. Talks a lot about wind making bim feel healthy. You've heard him. lie can't keep it up long. He lost his last com mand a night like this. The schoonei Sus-an- , out in Huron. Mother wasn't along. She was ashore with me. I was in public school. The fog twisted him all up. Since then he always gets nervous. He's an old man, Norman. Lots ot men gel cautious when they grow old." "I know," Norman said humbly. He added: "My futher doesn't It'd be better If he did. But I was just think I never ing . . . about myself. supposed wind bothers the keeper." "It doesn't bother me," the girl an swered. Steve Sutton swung open the door. "Fog's breakiu' a little," he said uneasily, "gettln" full of holes." His breath was short Norman and Sue both stared at him. It looked more like sweat than fog on his face. "What's the matter, Steve?" Sue asked. "What frightened you?" Sutton tried to smile. There was no color In his scaly face. He ran his tongue around his Hps; then crossed to the boiler, opened Us door and spat into the fire as if bis moutb were bitter. "Seen "1 seen her," he muttered. her plain. She was off there." He pointed lakeward. "Fog busts a hole in Itself and there she Is . . . plain! like. 1 run," Just "Of course you ran." answered Sue. Norman raised his coal scoop. "What did you Bee?" he demanded "The Kitty K.," Sutton answered sourly, "It's the second time I seen her. Three times, and it won't be me here to see her again." "What's the Kitty K.r "It's a silly coward's story," Sue I'm "Sutton, exploded. Stocking ashamed of you. I've told you before that all the talk about the Kitty K. is trash. A ghost ship? Rubbish. Who ever saw her? No woman. Some lazy old men with nothing belter to do." She arose angrily and buttoned "You make me disher slicker. couraged with human nature." She paused with ber hand on the door. "Here conies father." Captain Stocking puffed In breath lessly. "Some night" he remarked. "Steve saw the ghost ship," his duughter said. She looked at Sutton with contempt "Go on, Steve, tell him. The poor old Kitty K." "1 did see her!" Captain Slocking spot? dubiously "It's a bad night Sue. You bettei go stay In the house. No use traips Ing around. Where you see the Kitty K., Sutton?" "North, off the Teeth. Plain. Sam'L Only I see her, then I don't see her.' "You saw the lights of Madrid Bay," Captain Stocking guessed, "through holes In the fog." "II Sutton shrugged wasn't nothing human and live I seen. Suin'l. Think I can't sight a ghost ship and know it?" Well, they do say . . ." Captain Stocking scratched his head. "Of course they do," Sue broke in old men say "a lot of simple-mindeanything. I'm going to walk. It will be good for me. I like wind. I like to feel It 1 might look for ghosts. You're not busy, Norman. Steve, Come with me? Wipe youi face first It's covered with soot." Norman looked at her admiringly He wiped his face on a towel and followed her to the door, conscious that Steve Sutton was glowering distastefully at hi in. He laughed when they were out In the air. His heart warmed with a new sense of man He felt like an Erlckson for hood. once. Dead ships! Even he knew enough not to believe in dead ships. And here was Sutton, who talked loud anl spiritedly on calm days of his adventures afloat and ashore, trembling now In a corner, claiming he had seen a ghost. Even Keeper Stocking acted uneasy as a cat Fog lay thick upon the face of the lake. Great winds tramped across the land. Flylog sand stung Norman's face that silll smarted from Its bum Ing in the ower fire. He drew a deep breath Queer the way this girl he even wuiked as If liked wind, she liked It They strode along silently, the air was too noisy for talk. Spray whipped down the wind. The fog signal snored. The assistant keeper fell Sim grin Co. see?"..- .,. , throat as be again looked lakeward. His heart gave a savage pound against his ribs. His mouth dropped open and a fearful wind filled it Sue had been right The lights of a vessel flared through a rilt In the fog. port and starboard, showing red and green, and above them a white masthead lantern rolling, twisting in the It night No mistake. Three lights. was a boat ail right Aground. Chewing to pieces on Blind Man's Teeth. ;. How big a boat? He couldn't see. He-raa little farther. Again he saw s of the vessel glowing the through the fog, close In. Steve Sutton's motorboat lay two hundred paces up the sand. But no one man could launch it in this surf! No two men! There were people In that wreck. They needed help. A great roller charged In, topped It caught his knees and b., foam. Hung him down. Once he rolled over, then the undertow sucked him out Another roller poured down on him; he fought breathlessly. He must get word to the coast guard! It was hard work, crawling back to shore, At least be was not afraid i He'd proved that to himself! Again he went down, felt himself dragged water. Something toward deep thrashed past him as he floundered in the wash, something bulky and shapeless and black. Saud and foam filled his eyes. What was that thing that bumped Norman's him when It passed? drenched mind flashed back to his father. D n that story 1 Always in the storm he remembered it . hideous that of words singsong , bis arm. He could not bear what she shouted. But she turned suddenly and ran back to the signal bouse. He raced at her heels. Within the door she waited for him. her face white. "Norman, did you see? Didn't you , "See what?" light Norman, out there on the Teeth! Just once, wavering . she swung angrily on Sutton, who had Interrupted. "No, no, it wasn't yonr silly ghost I It was a ship. A live ship having trouble!'' "You're seeing things, too, Sue," her father chlded her gravely. "It's an awful easy thing to do. "I'm not blind l" his daughter flared. "And I'm not crnsty!" "I'll go back and look," Norman offered. , He glanced at Sutton and laughed. "You got the fidgets, Sutton, talking, talking, always talking. "A v." er?" Continued V Copyright hf The Bobba-MerriW. N. U. Service r mate of his school days. Gustaf, going to the aid of a drowning friend Is crippled. After months, Gustaf Is In a measure able to resume his occupation. Ed. Baker, lifeyoung flshsrman, Norman's long enemy, fans 111 feeling between father and son, and Norman determines to seek employment In the lighthouse service. Rfifore he ha accepted. Norman refuses to accompany his father on a fishing trip, during a fierce storm. Gustaf accuse him of Norman cowardice. Indignant, goes to Blind Man's Kye. Captain Stocking Is In command, living with his daughter, Susan. Ed tinker give Stocking and his daughter a biased account of While filling Norman's conduct. a lamp with kerosene Busan sets fire to her skirts. She Is saved from serious Injury by Norman, who is painfully injured. On his day off duty Norman visits Julie The girl reproaches Kiohaud. him for bis Inability to mak up his mind as to bis life work, on land or sea. CHAPTER by KARL W. DETZER d play- n French-Canadia- A Romance of the hreat Lakes side-light- tale . . . "We all was glad when It gets dark that night, so we don't look no more at that big wave the waves come, two, three times big as all the rest . . . something float past . two somethings . , .the me captain's wife, the captain's dog we feel sorry for that dog. But the woman? She give nobody enough to ... ... eat!" Norman tried to get up to his feet. No matter what had floated past him. He was not afraid! The wave retreated, flung back by the Invincible shore. U gripped Norman's legs, flung bim down and choked him. Another thundered in and picked him up. It trounced him mercilessly on the peb bles, bunted him shoreward and tossed him. winded, upon the wash. Again, sonthing thumped into him before he could crawl out of the chilly water. Something hairy, something that ened as It brushed his shoulder. The fog broke apart for a moment and Biind Man's Eye looked down with a yellow beam on the gusty beach. Norman cried out. At his feet floated the body of a dead dog. A big. strong brown dog. hairy all over. The son of Gustaf Erlckson fled in panic up the sand. Unmanned, dismayed, calling mad words on the head of his father, he stampeded toward the lighthouse, he collapsed, a fugl tive from relentless nightmares, from the terrors of his childhood, through those long, blasty, wakeful nights in the little room under Gustaf's shingle roof. - At Least He Was Not Afraid! He'd Proved That to Himself! I There's tilings to be scared of. know it as well as any one on this coast But it's not ghosts. Ghosts ! I'll go look for a light. The night lay so black and the fog so thick that he waded In the wash again before he realized It. He strode tip the beach to a shelf ot sand back from the water. He did not try to look until his eyes became accustomed to the dark. :, When the wind dropped for a heartbeat, he stared out Intently, At his left Blind Man's Eye shone down gloomily through the hanks of fog, faded out behind opaque curtains of dampness, or when a wind uole snapped across the shore, glared brightly for a moment Ue saw nothing else. No light Sue had made a mistake. Slowly he started back. The fog 8lgi.al howled, .hooted. Sobbed. Scared? Certainly here was test He was a man, assistant enough. keeper ot Blind Man's Eye; he could not afford to be scared Steve Sut ton with his silly ghost stories had set him right tonight made him see how foolish all fears were. Ghost stories! He could tell worse stories than this one alnuit the Kitty K.. true ones. He shivered, then laughed. He would like to see old Gustaf make sport of Ste v Sutton. Wind pried under his oilskins and he twisted his head to the right His breath caught lo the crook of bis . CHAPTER VI Captain Sam'l Goes Out Captain Stocking pulled his assist ant up from the floor of the signal house and dragged him Into a chair The fog whistle hooted, two short, one long, two short Norman Erick " son cried out , "There!" he gasped miserably, and pointed lakeward. The fog whistle roared again. Nor man, breathing hard, opened bis ban gard eyes and hnnieoHatety squeezed them shut "1 saw a dogl'' he cried 'The captain's dog!" Kitchener in Retreat From OfHcial Cares Kitchener Island Is a real lotus is land of tropical beauty tn the middle of the great Blver Nile, not far from the great cataract Kitchener lived near As When uan. he loved to leave the haunts of mer and steal quietly In a small boat to this Island, which he made hi own. It was entirely uninhabited and was a perfect wilderness when he took It over, but he brought to It trop leal Indian trees and planted '.here fig and hatinnu trees and made beautiful and picturesque palm groves with euts made from palm leaves. tn the center of the Island he hull' h small kiosk for himself, and resting there, away from the bury town, he fecould see the stately white-saileluccas wending their way through the various Islets and could hear the Nu , d Welsh Race Vanishing That the Welsh as a dlstlw-- t and separate race, with Its cutture. literature and art will be practically out of existence in the next no years. Is the prediction of students of Welsh . nationalism. They point to figure showing that In Wales today there ar more English, Irish and Scotch than there are Welsh, Cardiff, with 2"i0,xhi population, having only 45,000 native residents. It I estimated that only li per cent of the population of Wales can speak, read and write Welsh. bian boatmen chanting ns they sailed along. In the distance hi could als hear the peculiar droning of the wu ter wheels tnd the hum of innumer able insects. Weekly Scotsman. Righteous "It's Indignation lie!" cried the politician when confronted with evidence which purported to show he had approprl ated funds which did not telon t. him. "It's an Infernal lie. a. wicked prevarication, an Insult and slander I nevei took the I shall noi money let this charce so base and vet baseless besmirch my name. know nothing of what became of the dough I shall fight to clear my name, and before they get through thej wll realize they have tackled the wrona party. I didn't take the money, and I shall fight the charge that I did to the Inst ditch, even If It takes evert cent of It" Exchange. a Perfect GerJtleman Patient tui doctor's ollicej mil tti most ashamed to call on you, doctor n Is such a long time since 1 was lit last ! Think The Better Way of how you can laugh at ant you don't like iastead of scold ing. It makes a much greater Sue Stocking, leaning down, shook him hard. "Have yon lost your wits?" she cried futher angrily. She turned on her "He's wet he's been in the water. , . . Norman pushed away her hundi. His heart thumped from ber shaking. He looked down at bis legs, their flesh of the creeping still where the body a dog!" dog had touched them. "1 saw he cried again. "There's a boat on A dogl the reef. Dog washed ashore. " I And three I Dead A dog hairy on reef. lights! A live boat smashing " Saw her, plain! Dog ashore . . covand Norman stopped, panting, ered his eyes. Sue's expression was merciless. "Well, I'll be sunk me'sel' I" The keeper's voice hardened as he glared at his assistant. He yanked his sou' wester down from Its peg. hooked the lantern on his arm, and buckled the oilskins at his neck. "You keep the fire goln' here, gal.' he directed Susan sternly. "Get up. Erlckson, and come along. Sutton, your boat. Your boat, drat ye !" Sutton's face, which had been white as canvas begun filling with color, now that he knew it was not the Kitty K. He leaped after Stocking. "Best take the skiff, tSara'l." he cried as he plunged through tht door. "That sea'II bust up a powc . , we kin carry in n line . . . sure, we can do It!" Captain Stocking came back to tht fog shack, squalling: "You go tell the coast guard, Erlckson! Run! Never mind the phone. Line's hlowed down by now. Sutton and I will start fa the skiff!" , bf "You go with. my. father!" When your Children for It Castoria is a comfort when EabT t, fretful. No sooner taken than the litti. one Is at ease. If restless, a few drom soon bring contentment No harm don for Castoria is a baby remedy, meant for babies. Perfectly safe to give th. youngest Infant; you have the doctor word for that! It is a vegetable pro. duct and you could use it every But it's in an emergency that CastorU means most. Some night when eonstl. pation must be relieved or colic palu or other suffering. Never be without It ; some mothers keep an extra bottle, nnopened, to make sure there will al ways be Castoria in the house, it ij effective for older children, too; read the book that comes with it. L Susmh cried. "There's room in that skiff for ! : three !" Norman arose, his knees like milk. "Tell the coast guard?" he repeated He could not meet Sue's hard steady face. He tried to follow the keepet: "I'd rather go with you, sir. . . "The coast guard!" Stocking shout How to Avoid INFLUENZA ed. Norman staggered through the doot that swung banging behind him. A wind like creation's fury thrashed down from the vengeful north. Norman plunged headlong through tht sand. A wall of somber fog met his eyes. Dimly through It he saw tl last the night lantern in the porch of the coast guard station, the dark lookout tower, the black closed mouth of the boathouse doors. A yellow light shone in a lower window. He tripped across the flower hoses toward it The first man he saw as he flunj open the door was the new number seven, Ed Baker. "Wreck !" Norman cried. Baker dropped his newspaper and stared at Norman unbelievingly. From the room adjoining. Captain Parish pushed his sharp choppy face through the doorway. "Call!" Baker shouted. "Call!" "Where?" Parish demanded. Ed Baker pointed to Norman, Th assistant keeper was choking for breath. , "Wreck Blind Man's Teth . ." he chattered, "small boat. washed ashore.'". Captain Parish whipped around, hi Jaw tighter. "Anderson," he shouted, "you go tell my wife, then run for Carlson, patrol south. Quick, man. Got a call! Get Shay down from the tower. Baker." He gave his orders rapidly. "Where Is this wreck. Erlckson? Speak up! On the Teeth, eh? Close in?' Reach It with the gun and buoy, maybe?" lie stopped, then gave "his own an swer. No. can't do thiit'l. Ag'in the wind tonight And a power o' surf to bust through launchln' a .lifetwat J" Norman wiped the spray" from hls; face. In his head roared frightful words, sounds, horrid fancies hideous nightmares resurrected from his boy hood. He heard jkls .father's old singsong voice tell in terrible stories. Sto ries of a dog. He heard the wind rat Ming the hand-hewshingle? above the bedroom where he had slept at home. He saw his mother, saw ber plnin as lightning for one ghastly moment, that night old Gustaf beat her because their boy cried, cried like a baby nver the tale of the schooner Gottlnnd. A "I'm short two pairs o' hands." Parish snapped "comes o leavin' men go visltin' with their wives! You'll have to go along with us. Erlckson need eight men to handle that bonl such a night . . yoo mind the engine. Baker!" The lifeboat bulked astoundmgly large In the confines 0f her small quarters. "Ease off there!" Capta'n Parish diouted. "Watch them blocks!" The big boat moved In her cradle did forward and upon smooth surt rollers , started toward the ' shore again?! ferocious wrenching f tn(, wind. The crew held firm hands up on her Norman gripped the stern A great roller gallops ,p tllH tripped hi legs, yanked the boat twisted ner spitefully out of the hands that held her, t!.ijmpP(jstrns he, ; down. ... . Ciy lg Fooled the Monk Somebody's monkey was miming around loose at Los Angeles and a policeman was delegated to catch It, He tried various traps and lures, but the monkey would not remain within arms' reach long enou;:h to be captured. Then thinking of the old saying, "monkey see monkey do," he made a noose, thrust his bead through the noose several times tni then extended the trap gently toward the animal. 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