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Show r THE PACE TWO H his Norman From mother, Wind whooped across the squat roof. "Wonderful night 1" she cnled. "A regular wildcat. I couldn't stay In, didn't even wait to wash the dishes!" French-Canadia- n Krlckson for Ufa on tht la which beyond tha unwater, demanding of bla father, Uustaf. At aallor. veteran deep-watlira. Erlckaon'a death Gustaf de. terminee to make Norman, who haa been working for a grocer, hie partner In hie nhlng boat, at once. In rebellious mood, Norman aeeka comfort from Julia a rt Kiaxi er itirhaud, FYench-Canudla- play-- n , mate of hla achool daya Guataf, going to the aid of a drowning friend la crippled After montha. Guslar la In a metiaure able to re. euma hla occupation. Ed Baker, young fluhorntan, Normun'a lifelong enemy, fana III feeling' between father and aon, and Norman determlnea to aeek employment In the liKhthouae service. Itefore he haa accepted, Norman refuses to accompany hla father on a nhinH trip, during a fierce accuxea him of torm cowardice. IndlKnant, Norman goes to blind Man a Kye. Captain Stocking la In command, living rJd with hia daughter, Hunan tinker givea stocking and hia of account a biased daughter While filling Norman'a conduct. a lamp with kerosene Susan sets tire to her akirta. She la saved from serious injury by Norman, who la painfully Injured. On hie duy off duty Norman vislta Julie itichaud. The girl reproaches him for his inability to make up his mind as to his life work, on land or sea. (utaf CHAPTER V Continued 7 NorruuD thought suddenly of bis when the skipper mentioned Mustache. It was not good news father Julie had of him. ..." ... "Need never come buck. "My dad went ashore on Mustache years ago," he said. "Old. eh? Well, be might a' done worse. Might of come on here to Blind Man's Teeth. They'd of grabbed bim. Uungry? This Is the hungriest bit of coust I ever see, Erickson, and I know a sight of them." .Norman's eyes sought the open lake, "That boat's running north fast-- " "Aye, her skipper kuuws what he's doing. Tryln' to make shelter o" Battle Ax head, I suppose. Well, here's luck to him. Best light up. Steam must be ready now, too." The lamp sang out its humming Noruinri felt more at peace melody. with the light on duty. Blind Man's Eye burned clear, come all the fogs of the Inland seas, come cloud and storm-rack- , hurricane, sleet, lightnings, come wrecks and wet death on the teetb off the blasty point . . Blind Mun's Eye stayed wakeful, looking squarely Into the face of Its age old enemy, the lake. Already the steam whistle at Battle Az island far to the northwest was moaning, two long drawn snores across the wind, then four short blasts, panting to keep up with the Brst two. Norman hurried back to the signal house at Captain Stocking's heels. There was a hiss of steam and a click of small tneticu'ous levers. In a rancorous, contemptuous howl. Blind Man's voice screamed Its answer to Battle Ax . . . o short, one long, two short "There she be!" Stocking rubbed the glass of the gage with his spectacle chamois. "Go report for supper. You first. Erickpon. It'll be an all night Job out here." Steve Sutton bad appeared from somewl.ere when Norman ran into the kitchen. Sue knew how to cook. She still was in high humor. "I like wind!" she cried. Norman shook his head. "1 don't." -I like It," repeated Sue. "So does my father." Steve Sutton looked up inquisitively but did not speak. Out In the dark the throat of the fog signal swelled witli steam. Wind pounded the glass1 of the kitchen windows, thumped their sash, squealed, danced upon the panes. .It bad maddened feet tonight. Norman pushed buck his plate. "There's more fish." Sue said. I "No. have had enough." He spoke defensively. Sue looked amused. She would look more amused, Norman reflected. If be told ber all the grotesque, hideous thoughts that popped Into his head as txon as the wind be gan to blow. Well, It wouldn't do to tell her. He'd better get out and re lleve ber father. Strange, how be felt tonight: not frightened as he used to be when a boy. but not comfortable. That cursed wind I It blew the sense right out of bis bead. But It never blew out the tower lamp. Duty Is duty. Let ber storm I Norman slid Into his oilskins and buttoned the sou'wester under his chin Chill wet lingers of mist washed his face as he opened the dor. Blind Man'F Eye looked down mistily through the damp thick air like a giant with The boiler fires glowed a calnract. red as he opened the door of the little box-Ilhouse. Captain Slocking had lighted the hand lantern and hung It back upon Its book. "Your turn for supper," Norman told him. "Sue says come quick. I'll tend it here." The captain stepped out into the ninht. The signal howled. Wind an swvred It promptly, shrieking defiance nt the flimsy appliance of m;in. Nor man stoked the fire. It would be a long night. He might find a hook The door burst open anil Sue Stock t 4 blo'.v in Her wtie shining rJday, January 11, 1929 NEPIII. UTAH S. Mar ked Man H THE STORY TIMES-NEW- "I don't like It," Norman admitted lie observed the glow on ber She was friendly tonight. It was easy to talk to her. "I was born In s thunderstorm," be confessed. "Lots of persons are. I was, myself. Nothing remarkable about that . . It didn't make me tongue-tieor anything f What about It V "You? Born In lightnings?" "Aboard ship, in the middle of Lake Huron." Norman looked bewildered. "And you like bad weather In spite of that. My mother told me . . ." "Sure 1 like It Why not? Dad did. too. when be was younger. It's only been lately that be let thick weather flatly, face. d get him." The assistant keeper scowled. "Thick weather? What do you mean by that? Does thick weather bother the keeper?" .Sue's face sobered. "You're all wrong If you tblnk my father loves storms now, Erickson. No, he starts off smart enough. Talks a lot about wind making him feel healthy. You've heard hi to. Ue can't keep it up long. Ue lost his last command a night like this: The schooner Sufiin. out In iljron. 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 of men get cautious when they A Romance of the Great Lakes W. DETZER by KARL Coprriaht W The Co. Bobbe-MrrrU- I W. N. U. Service d bis arm. He could not hear what she shouted. But she turned suddenly and ran back to the signal bouse, tie raced at her heels. Within the door she waited for him, her face white, "Norman, did you see? Didn't yon see?" "See what?" "A light Norman, out there on the Teeth! Just once, wavering . . ." she swung angrily on Sutton, who bad Interrupted. "No, no. It wasn't your silly ghost! It was a ship. A live ship having trouble!" "You're seeing things, too. Sue," her father chided her gravely. "It's an awful easy thing to do. "I'm not blind !" his daughter flared. "And I'm not crazy!" "I'll go bnek and look," Norman He glanced at Sutton and offered. laughed "You got the fidgets, Sutton, talking, tulking, always talking. mmm What was thut thing that butned when It passed? Norman's drenched mind flashed buck to his father. D n that story ! Always In Btorm he remembered It . . . the singsong words of that hideous tale . . . "We all was glad when It gets dark that night, so we don't look no more at the waves . . that big wave come, two, three times big as all the rest . . . something float past me two somethings . . . the captain's wife, the captain's dog . . we feel sorry for that dog. But the woman? She give nobody enough to bim ... eat !" once. Dead 'ships I Even he knew enough not to believe In dead ships. And here was Sutton, who talked loud and spiritedly on calm days of afloat and ashore, his adventures trembling now In a corner, claiming he had seen a ghost Even Keeer Stocking acted uneasy as a cat Fog lay thick upon the face ot the lake. Great winds tramped across the land. Flylog sand stung Norman's face that still smarted from Its burn Ue drew a Ing In the ower fire. deep breath . Queer the way this girl he even walked as If liked wind. she liked It. They srrr:l along silently; the air) was too nolsj for talk. Sprny whipped down the wind The fo;i signal snored, j The usslstnnt keeper felt Sue grip . Norman tried to get up to his feet No matter what hnd flouted past bim. The wave reHe was not afraid treated, flung back by the Invincible shore. It gripped Norman's legs, flung bim down and clicked hi in. Another thundered in and picked bim up. It trounced bim mercilessly on the pebbles, bunted bim shoreward and tossed him. winded, upon the wash. Again something thumped Into him before be could crawl out of the chilly water. Something hairy, something that softened as It brushed bis shoulder. The fog broke apart for a moment and Blind 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, balry all over. The sod of Gustaf Erickson fled in panic up the sand. Unmanned, dismayed, calling mad words on the bead of his father, be stampeded toward the lighthouse, he collapsed, a fugitive from relentless nightmares, from the terrors of bis childhood, through those long, blasty, wakeful nights In the little room under Gustaf '3 shingle roof. 1 At Least He Was Not Afraid! Proved That to Himself! He'd 1 d side-ilgbt- bis eyes. grow old." "1 know," Norman said humbly. Ue added: "My father doesn't It'd be better If be did. But I was just thinkI never ing . . . about myself. supposed wind bothers the keeper." "It doesn't bother me," the girl answered. Steve Sutton swung open the door. "Fog's breakln' 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 He ran no color In his scaly face. his tongue around his lips; then crossed to the boiler, opened Us door and spat into the fire as If bis moutb were bitter. "I seen her," he muttered. "Seen her plain. She was off there." Ue pointed lakeward. "Fog busts a hole In Itself and there she is . . . plain Just like. I run." "Of course you ran." answered Sue. Norman raised his coal scoop. "What did you see?" 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 ber again." "What's the Kitty K.r "It's a silly coward's story," Sue Tin "Sutton, Stocking exploded. ashamed of you. I've told yon before that all the talk about the Kitty A ghost ship? K. Is trash. Rubbish. Who ever saw her? No woman. Some lazy old men with nothing better to do." She arose angrily and buttoned "You make me disher slicker. She couraged with human nature." paused with her hand on the door. "Here comes father." Captain Stocking puffed In breath"Some night," he remarked. lessly. "Steve saw the ghost ship," bis daughter said. She looked at Sutton with contempt. "Go on, Steve, tell hlra. The poor old Kitty K." "1 did see her!" Captain Stocking spoke dubiously "It's a bad night Sue. You better No use traipsgo stay in the house. 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." "It Sutton shrugged wasn't nothing human and live I seen. Sam'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 1 like be good for me. I like wind. to feel It I might look for ghosts. You're not busy, Norman. Steve. Come with me? Wipe your face first. It's covered with soot" Norman looked at ber admiringly. He wiped his face on a towel and followed her to the door, conscious that Steve Sutton was glowering distastefully at bint. He laughed when they were out In the air. His heart warmed with a new sense of manHe felt like an Erickson for hood. throat as he again looked lakeward. Ills heart gavj a savage pound against bis ribs. Ills mouth dropped open and a fearful wind Oiled It Sue bad been right The lights of s ves-se- l flared through a rift In the fog. port and starboard, showing "red and green, and above them a white mast-bealantern rolling, twisting In the night No mistake. Three light. It was a boat all right Aground. Chewing to pieces on Blind Man's Teeth. How big a boat? Ue couldn't see. He ran a little farther. Again he sa s the of the vessel glowing 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 b, foam. It caught bis knees and flung him down. Once he rolled over, then the undertow sucked him out Another roller poured down on him; he fought breathlessly. Ue must gel word to the coast guurd ! It was hard work, crawling back to shore. At least be was not afraid I He'd proved that to himself I Again he went down, feit himself dragged water. toward Something deep thrashed past Lira as he floundered lu the wash, something bulky and shapeless and black. Sand and foam filled There's tilings to be scared of. I 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 be waded In the wash again before be realized It Ue strode up the beach to a shelf of 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 banks of fog, faded out behind opaque curtains of dampness, or when a wind nole snapped across the shore, glared brightly for a moment He saw nothing else. No light Sue had made a mistake. Slowly he started back. The fog signal howled, hooted, sobbed. Scared? Certainly here was test enough. He was a man, assistant keeper of Blind Man's Eye; he could not afford to be scared. Steve Sutton 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 about 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 In the crook of his CHAPTER VI Captain Sam'l Goes Out Captain Stocking pulled bis assistant up from the floor of the signal bouse and dragged him Into a chair The fog whistle booted, two short one long, two short, Norman Erickson cried out "There I" he gasped miserably, and pointed lakeward. The fog whistle roared again. Norman, breathing bard, opened his hag gard eyes and Immediately squeezed them shut. "I saw a dog I" be cried. The captain's dog !" Kitchener in Retreat From Official Cares Kitchener island Is a real lotus Island of tropical beduty In the middle of the great River Nile, not far from the great cataract When Lord Kitchener lived near Assouan, he loved to leave the haunts of mer and steal quietly in a small boat to this Island, which be made his own. It was entirely uninhabited and was a perfect wilderness when be took It over, but be brought to It tropical Indian trees and planted there fig and banana trees and made beautiful and picturesque palm groves with seats made from palm leaves. In the center of the Island he bull a small kiosk for himself, and resting there, away from the buey town, he fecould see the stately white-saile- d luccas wending their way through the various islets and could bear the No Welsh Race Vanishing That the Welsh as a distinct and separate race, with its culture, literature and art, will be practically out' of existence in the next 50 yeurs, the prediction of students of Welsh nationalism. They point to figures showing that In Wales today there are more English. Irish and Scotch than there are Welsh, Cardiff, with 2.r.().(HHi population, having only 4.i.IMI0 native residents. It Is estimated thnt only fi oer cent of the population of Wale? can sneak, read and write Welsh. 1 bian boatmen chanting as they sailed along. In the distance he could also hear the peculiar droning of the water wheels and the hum of innumerable Insects. Weekly Scotsman. Righteous Indignation a lie!" cried the politician when confronted with evidence which purported to show he bad appropri ated funds which did not belong to hlin. "It's an Infernal He. a wicked prevarication, an Insult and slander I never took the money, t shall not this charge so base and yet s baseless besmirch my name. I know nothing of what became of the dough. I shall fight to clear my name, and before they get through they will realize they have tackled the wrona party. I didn't take the money, and I shall fight the charge that I did to the last ditch, even If it takes every cent of It" Exchange. "It's lt Perfect CerJtleman Patient (at doctor's ollice) I am nl most ashamed to call on you, doctor- -it Is such a long time since ! was III lust! The Better Way Think ot how you ciin laugh at tint yon don't like Instead of scolding. It makes a much greater Sue Stocking, leaning down, shook: bim bard. "Have, yon lost your wits?" she cried angrily. She turned on ber father. "He's wet te' been la tha wa ..." ter. Norman pushed away ber bands His bean thumped from ber shaking tie looked down at bis legs, their fleu creeping still where the body of the dog bad touched them. "I saw a dog!" he cried again. "There's a boat on the reef. Dog washed ashore. A doe ! A hairy Dead! And threo dog I lights! A live boat sinurtiliig on reef. Saw ber, plain I Dog ashore . . " Norman stopped, panilng, and covered his eyes. Sue's expression wa merciless. "Well. I'll be sunk meselT The keeper's voice hardened as he glared at his assistant. Ue yanked bis sou' wester down from Its peg, booked the lantern on hi arm, and buckled the oilskins at his neck. "You keep the fire goln" here, gal,' he directed Susan sternly. "Get up. Erickson, and come along. Sutton, your boat Your boat, drat ye!" Sutton's face, which bad been white as canvas began filling with color, now that he knew It was not the Kitty K. Ue leaped after Stocking. "Best take the skiff. Saral." he cried as he plunged through the door. "That sea'll bust cp a power bo! . . . we kin carry In n line . . sure, we can do It I" Captain Stocking came back to the fog shack, squalling: "You go tell the coast guard. Erickson I Run! Never mind the phone. Line's blowed down by now. Sutton and I will start la the skiff!" "Yon go with my father!" Susws cried. "There's room In that skiff for three !" Norman arose, his knees like mllU. "Tell the coast guard?" he repeated. He could not meet Sue's hard stead? face. He tried to follow the keeper. "I'd rather go with you, sir. . . "The coast guard!" Stocking shout. ed. Norman staggered through the door, that swung banging behind htm. A wind like creation's fury thrashed down from the vengeful north. Norman plunged headlong through the sand. A wall of somber fog met his eyes. Dimly through It he saw at last the night lantern In the porcb of the coast guard station, the dark lookout tower, the black closed moutb of the boatbouse doors. A yellow light shone In a lower window. He tripped across the flower boxes toward It. The first man he saw as be flung open the door was the new number seven, Ed Baker. "Wreck I" Norman cried. Baker dropped bis 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. Tha assistant keeper was choking for breath. "Wreck . . . Blind Man's Teeth . . ." he chattered, "small boat, dog washed ashore." Captain Parish whipped around, hla Jaw tighter. "Anderson," be 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, Erickson? Speak upl On the Teeth, eh? Close In? Reach It with the gun and buoy, maybe?" He stopped, then gave his own answer. "No, can't do that! Ag'ln' the wind tonight ! And a power o' surf to bust through Inunchln' a lifeboat !" Norman wiped the spray from his face. In his head roared frightful words, sounds, horrid fancies, hideous nightmares resurrected from bis boy hood. He heard his father's old singsong voice telling terrible stories. Stn rles of a dog. He heard the wtnd rattling the hand-hewshingle? above the bedroom where he had slept at home. He saw his mother, saw her plain as lightning for one ghastly moment, that night old Gustaf beat Iter because their boy cried, cried like a baby over the tale of the schooner Gottland. "I'm short two pairs o' bands," Parish snapped, "comes o leavin' men go visitiu' with their wives! You'll have to go along with 03. Erickson . . need eight men to handle that boat . such a night . . . yoo mind the engine. Baker!" The lifeboat bulked nstoundingly large In the confines of her small quarters. "Ease off there!" Captain Parish shouted. "Watch them blocks!" The big boat moved in her cradle slid forward, and upon smooth started toward the shore againH ferocious wrenchlngs of The crew held firm hands up on her. Norman gripped the stern. A great roller galloped up the sand tripped his legs, yanked the boat twisted her spitefully out of the stronx hands that held her, thumped hei . sun-roller- s down. "Heave!" Captain Parish screamed His mouth through the turmoil. renched close to NorniHn's ear. The next wave buried both men to theli waists. "Heave!" The bo. Sliny, on the decking Jabbed the bench with u pike pol? SHU another drenching wave. O'O DB CONTINUUM.) I X News Notes It' m Privilege to Li in Utah I KAYSVILLE Tomatoes for can nine are a product Tomatoes purchased by canneries In 1921 were valutd i t $626,000, surpassing tha record of I&33.000 for 1927. DtLT A Meeting la extraordinary session, the Millard county school district board of education fixed tha less In the destruction by fire of the Delta high school recently at 1x00,000, with insurance ot 170,000 on the bulldog and $1000 on the equipment LOGAN The anneal show ot tha Cache County Poultry Breeders association will ha hel. January iZ to 26, William II. Ewer, president, says. Plans are being made to show approximately 1000 birds. P. J. Peltier of California will be Judge. Mr. Peltier n will also Judge poultry exhibits at and Salt Lake. t UTAH The decrease ot of one rter cent is shown In the Utah fall crop tor pits for 1928 by figures announced by Frank Andrews, local statistician of the United States department of agrlcnture. A decrease prevailed throughout the entire county, the report states, the total tall crop of the United States being estimated at 5 per cent less than In 1927. LOGAN During December, 635 Ward cows In the Wellsvllle-Colleg- e Cow Testing association produced an averse of 651) pounds ot milk and 26.-6-2 pounds fat according to the monthly report of Reuben Hansen, tester. urlmals ot the association Eighty-fou- r were dry during the month and 79 produced more than 40 pounds ot butterfat. MYTON The alfalfa seed crop ot the Uintah basin Is nearly all threshed and most of that not sold Is In the warehouse. The crop for 1928 was considerably below that of 1927. Conservative persons who are In a position to know estimate the crop at The 1,500,000 to 2,000,000 pounds. crop of 1927 was more than 4,000,000 pounds. LOGAN A Cache county herd to represent tha county at tha annual Ogden Livestock show next week at Ogden, has been selected by a county farm bureau committee consisting of John T. Quayle of Logan, Andrew Nelson of College and Fred Whittle of Richmond, following several weeks of careful investigation of practically "all the dairy herds in Cache county. PROVO Due to the condition of the road on the State, road dugway, about one-hamile north of Provo, it has been necessary to station men along the road in order to assist cars in coming down. Due to the recent thaw and the freezing temperature, the highway is a sheet of ice and it has become necessary ' hold the cars on the road. Sheriff Boyd has had several men posted and no accidents have resulted. CEDAR CITY Approximately acres of land will be thrown open by the government iu San Juan and men who Iron counties to served during the World war. Ell F. Taylor, register of the local land ofThere are fice, announced recently. SO 18,231 acres of land in township south and range 3 east, and 3820 acres in township 29 south, and range 3 east in oan Juan county, and 267 acres in township 36 south, and range 6 west In Iron county. OGDEN Five hundred birds have been entered in the eighteenth annual Ogden Coliseum Poultry show to be held in connection with the Tenth Annual Ogden Livestock show-whicopened Saturday, January 5. Secretary W. W. Shaw says "The exhibit this year will re of exceptionally fine quality birds and we could have had many more birds entered if re were able to accommodate them." P. L. Peltier of California will begin Judging the exhibits Saturday it 1 p. m. OGDEN Advices received by wire at the headquarters of the Ogden livestock show recently were to the effect that the largest and most outcatstanding herd ot Aberdeen-Angu- s tle in the United States will be exhibited at the tenth annual show m this city, January 6 to 10. The herd is owned by Harrison & Ryan ot Harlan, Iowa, and indivlSuals in the herd have been the largest show ring winners in the country for the past tew years. BOUNTIFUL Bountiful's city budget shows a total appropriation of with a levy of 8 mills, as compared with 7 mills for 1928. The increase is due to the fact that Bountiful city has purchased $10,000 of water stock in the Mill Creek Irrigation company, is building a new reservoir and is laying new pipe for a water syswell-payin- Og-de- one-hal- lf 25.-00- 0 $i6,-332.5- 0, tem. EUREKA Reports from the Duck-watregion show that, although there have not been more han normal losses among lambs, conditions brought about by the recent heavy snowstorm were serious for flocks and strenuous for herders. The storm area was spotted, carying from a fall of few inches to three feet, and temperatures from 10 to ?0 degrees below zero lollowed the storm. The cold that came during the nights while the sheep were still in the snow will, it is thought, bave an unfavorable effect on the size ot the 1929 lcinb crop. . |