Warren sheaf., 1899-10-12
BY W. Bert Foster.

yawl, sat squarely in the sternsheets,a a
tiller rope in each hand. Give way.
you fellows he said, 'if you want to
get to Gurnett time enough to have a
yarn with that girl"
How in blazes can we know where
Gurnett is in this fog? growled one of
them, bending his back to the ash.
The bow oar laughed. Terry's sui
ky" he said, keeping stroke while he
talked. Nina didn't care mooch to see
himlast time he was thereeh Terry?"
s'That's a lie, " declared stroke, rough
s ~. She was just as glad to see me as
you
.'Shut up, Carl! Don't tease the fel-
low" admonished Mitchell. And you
needn't be SO touchy, Terry.
You'd be touchy, Mitchell, declared
stroke, swelling with his wrongs. Those
two-he and Nina bber away in their
own confounded lingo, and can t un-
derstand half they say. And I knew her
long before he ever came enosin' round, =
he added, ruefully.
Carl from the bow seat chuckled and
showed a broad, laughing face to the
pilot. "She'll be mooch obliged for.
that" he said. s'Then she not have to-
what you call ship you herself, eh 2"
The others eyes blazed with passion,
and he dropped his oar, and, with an
oath, swung about to get at the Swede;
but the steersman's IS voice recalled him.
What dye mean-you swab!' he
shouted. want to swamp the yawl?
Grab that oar quick"
With a shamed face the recreant
stroke plunged his oar again deeply.
It must have been by the sense of
smell that Mitchell found the long pier
at Gurnett. He steered the yawl almost
directly in to the steps, although they
couldn't see the piles 20 feet away.
Now we haven't more than an hour
to waste here" said Mitchell, settling
his hat more firmly upon his head. IF
you go to see that girl, Ferry, don't ye
forget. Be back here in an hour. I'll
go along up street and buy the pro-
visions wewas sent for. a3
Terry turned into one Of the little
shops where a big Swede. stood behind
the counter. After greetings had passed
between them, Terry looked around as
though he missed something or some
body out Of the shop.
ssYou lookin' for Nina, eh ?'' said the
#Swede. sssShe vas joost gone to de
kitchen. She back will be in mins
ute..''
Nina did not come. The sailor paced
the floor with anxious strides, his
thoughts growing the more bitter ashe
waited. She knew he was there and
yet did not come; his hours leave was
fast slipping away. Finally the shop
keepers wife stuck her head into the
shop and saw him.
s.Vell, vell!" she exclaimed, with ia
laugh, s'iss it you? Wy didn't you say
so? Go ridt into de kitchen if you want
to see Nina is5
The sailor followed her directions, but
as he approached the kitchen door his
heart failed him. He could hear voices
Il within Mina's and mans. They were
talking in the girls own tongue, and
]. Terry's suspicious were instantly
aroused.
He strode forward and threw open the
door. Nina, her face full of laughter,
sat upon a bench beside and her hand
was held by--Carl Jansen!
For single instant Terry stood with
out motion or speech, then he turned
swiftly and was out of the house be-
fore either Carl or Nina regained their
breath ID
When Mitchell came down to the pier
& to which yawl No. 3 of the Halcyon. Of
fcially known as pilot boat 8, was tied,
he found Terry there before. him. The
sailor stood like asstatue on the string
piece Of the wharf, liking off into
the fog. Mitchell had to speak to him
twice before he could arouse him.
Then the provisions came down on a
i truck, they put them aboard, distrib.
uting them so that the yawl rode even
ly, and then Carl appeared. Terry took
his oar with a set, white face and wait
ed for the pilot word to give way. 5
We've got a nasty job before us, said
Nit Mitchell, gloomily casting off. .sI hear
there's a lot of loose ice coming down
the bay. Tend ri ight to business, boys,
and don't have any. such slylarling as
you did coming over. Are you ready ?''
The tide had turned and was running
out fercely. Occasionally the yawl
crunched through a little ice drift.
Look alive, boys, 3 said Mitchell. sssBe
ready to back water on the instant If
4 tell you. Some Of these cakes we pass
might smash yawl 8 like an eggshen
If we gave 'em the chance. =
But as he spoke a change had taken