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Show AAKT GRAJWA BONNER. OPT 1 MtTlan MWMI (IHIOM ; THE SAIL Freddy and narold were great ' friends. They lived near the const " and they loved to 1 sail above all things. It was a stormy afternoon that It all' happened, a vei7f very stormy 'jf I afternoon-jA afternoon-jA Freddy was JTf thinking of sailing if 1 this v e ry af ter- sflUl noon Ifc nd not jryPli t begun to storm ' Sj fsyll ' hard as yet but I sjkj if there was a stiff &SNy4ferE wind blowing and tSig-gE it showed that the 3r storm would be- "Sjjfc corae much worse any moment f . : While Freddy They Went was looking at his sailboat and the weather, Ilarold came along. "What do you Bay to a sail?" Fred-fly Fred-fly asked. "I guess not," Harold answered. . "It's going to be a bad afternoon. Fou can see - the storm ' clouds for yourself." "A bit of a blow will be all the more fun," Freddy said, and his clear blue -eyes looked delighted at the prospect. MA bit of a blow Is nil right," Harold Har-old answered. "But this is going to be a terror." "Aw, what's the matter with you, anyway," Freddy asked, disgustedly. If- there was one thing Harold couldn't stund it was when Freddy taunted him. , And now Freddy was taunting him. In bis expression, in the sound of bis voice, in his manner. "Come along, don't be a coward." That was another thing Harold couldn't stand being called n coward cow-ard by Freddy. 7 "I don't think It's wise," narold mnrmured, and hated. himself for his Dwn lack of determination, and the weak way he replied. . If, he were going on so foolhardy a trip he should be more brave about IL And If he were going to influence Freddy to stay back, as be well knew he should If be only dared argue more with Freddy he. should be more vigorous and convincing In bis arguments. As It was he felt himself . weak weak In the way he was going weak in not having the strength of mind to definitely, admit the fear he , felt. "Sure I'll go," he said. And they went They sailed out of their own particular par-ticular cove, down the bay. And then the storm came up. ' WJldly the wind, blew, wildly the water came foaming, rushing, into the boat ... Freddy was an excellent Bailor, In every way but this was even for . him too "much. "Say," he admitted after a half hour's terrific battling with the wind and ' high sen, "we shouldn't have come." Harold silently agreed. But he didn't say anything. They were here now. There was nothing that could be done about It. "Why didn't you say you knew this was the kind of a storm we were going go-ing to have?" Freddy yelled above the wind, anger, fear and a sort of horrified hor-rified excitement in his voice, together with repronch. "You're supposed to know more about the weather than I am. You always did know more about it when the storms were coming com-ing up how bnd they'd be. "Gee, this Is fierce. It'll wreck my boat and us. too." "It will be nil right," narold answered. an-swered. He was cool and composed as could be, though he worked quickly. 1 "" T shifting from side J to side, helping A , Freddy with the Y sail. ' 'i Inwardly he was ti frightened beyond Ny XC'V any words. Hnr li)iVLh ) old had more Imagination than W u Freddy. He could M see ahead. It was U an unfor t u n a t e psSa, quality, he told 'WS himself very often s&$ Now he eould . see their ship he- Ing wrecked, them-selves them-selves drowned In L nftrjw this sea, the suf- rim," , -WtffrsJ thought of his B,0W-mother B,0W-mother of his dad ' how they would suffer how ten rlhly they would suiter. rie had even thought of this n little lit-tle before they had stinted out. lie had been very afraid then, but he had been more afraid of he.'ng couriered a coward. But now he was hc!ng the brave one and during that will ; which In the end turned out nil. right, i Freddy realized how splendid liar-j liar-j old wnsj |