The daily chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Ind. Ter. [Okla.]) 1898-1902, 1899-02-17
luck again!"

V ONDER goes Antonio to try his
luck again"
''Hs luck will be something to boast
of if it brings him back alive"
Right, Petrol None but a young
fcatherpate like him would venture out
with that white cloud in the sky. And
yet. II is pity, for he is a fine lad too. "
So muttered a group of Italian fisher
men. who were standing with their
brown hands arched over their keen
black eyes, watching the progress OF
the only boat that had dared to put out
under the shadow of the coming storm.
There had been "A long and hard
nights work for all the men who be-
.ionged TO the queer little cluster of huts
yof broken stone or driftwood which
formed the village" of San Carlo.
Their master, the prince of Monte
Rosso. was about 10 marry his only
daughter to u Sicilian count, and had
proclaimed that any fisherman who
could bring him good-sized turbot-
without which no Italian dinner was
thought complete in those days-for
dhe wedding feast, should name his
own price for it. But, although they
had tshed industriously from sunset
till dawn, no one had been lucky
enough to secure the prize.
Tired as they were, the fishermen
had no thought of giving in, for such
chance of profit did not come every day.
But little after sunrise they espied
something which made them scurry
.homeward like flock of scared sheep.
Far in the distance the clear, bright
blue of the sky was marred by one
small, round, white cloud, very much
like puff of smoke from the mouth of
a cannon; and the experienced seamen
knew only too we'll the fatal forerunner
of the white squall."
But, while all the rest were flying
j.. shoreward, the youngest of their band
was standing boldly out to sea in his
little boat all alone.
Antonio had, indeed, good reason to
: Try his utmost for the promised reward,
for one-half the money which he might
expect for the precious fish would ena-
Bile him to buy himself a new boat and
set of new nets, which he very much
needed.
And so, on the chance of being able
10 Go this, he was now running a risk
from which his boldest comrades
shrank.
Hes making for the 'Wolf's Teeth"
said an old fisherman, pointing TO the
two huge, black, pointed rocks, which |
rose gauntly up out of the sea. close TO-
gether, about five miles from the shore.
IF he can get right in between them
before the storm bursts, he may escape
yet"
"If he can't, Heaven help his poor
mother!" answered a woman's voice,
pityingly.
Then came a dead silence, while all
strained their eyes to watch the race
for life between that small sail and the
advancing whirlwind.
The little white cloud that had
warned them was now spreading fast
over the whole sky, and, as it spread, it
grew darker and darker.
Far out to seaward, line of white
foam was seen flying over the gloomy
Aaters with the speed of an arrow.
Then, through the still air, came fear
full sound. half moan, half roar, and
they had barely time to cover down
behind huge rock for shelter. when all
around was dark as night, and the
spray was rafting on the pebbly beach
like shower of shot. and over them
swept the white squall with the rush of
. charging army, whirling far away in
land the foam which it had torn from
the surging waves.
When the sky cleared again, An
tonio's boat was gone.
--Poor lad," said old Battista, compass
sionately, ''this comes of being too ven
turesome. The goat that feeds on
yesuvius must needs be burnt up at
last
but who is 70 tell ais moiher?"
asked one IF the women. II