La Junta tribune., 1903-02-07

proudly n II hung in the failing light.
Fully eight feet long. close-meshed
and loaded. Woven Of the strongest
ssa-island with bag that would hold
Q hundred mullet. How many hours
OF patient toll II represented. only
Paul Joifrion knew. Hours made up
OF minutes snatched from q fisher
mans oyer-crowded life. Stitch by
stitch while the other boys rested at
dinner or smoked cigarettes in the
soft afterglow or snored before the
blazing pine-knot fre. So had the
castnet grown. Sometimes the broad
shoulders bent to their task and
aehsd from the strain OF the days
cramped with wecriness. but the lads
stubborn will had never faltered.
The day he had brought home his
store Of twine. the sea-isiand account
ed the best Of its kind. and whitfield
out the soft-pine needle. All. that
had been e. proud day. With that
day had begun the thoughts that kept
him awake and working. while others
slept
se@s-%sAAtc2 FAe1tSs ~A~&S
times mebbe not catch any. Say. mex
It even. say catch feefty mullet every
night. Two mullet TO FIVE cents Das
twenty-five time five cents. Das nye
quarters. Say mex one dollar and a
quarter every day. Say It costs me
. quarter day to leeve.-'bout das,
with tobacco. Das leave me six dollar
. wik. Tres bon buy him!"
The him" SO joyously referred to
being a little two-roomed cabin.
nestled upon a point that ran out into
the gulf. 1t was owned by grabbed
old fisherman who insisted that the
house and Its half-dozen sandy acres
was worth nifty dollars, because "she
done fenced on tree side already"
Fenced by the blue waters of the Mex
lean Guhi Everybody said that the
fflce was preposterous; the cabin
was on the verge OF dilapidation: for
y dollars was enough and to spare.
But Paul was resolved to have 1t.
breath. even II have to geeve forty
Ne dollars To- it"
And why?
All because a certain dark-eyed
daughter OF the "old man" had praised
the spot.
She was q pretty girl, was Marguer-
ite. and her pet name of Bebe seemed
comically out of keeping with her
high head and flashing eyes. The
~old man" was proud Of his daugh-
ter and skillfully kept the young men
at . distance. Not but what they
were welcome to his house. very vel
come. 80 welcome that he talked to
them himself.-all the time. Never
for . moment deserting his self-ap-
pointed task.
Il fought I'd sect him out. me-"
one Of the boys reported. Il stay
till dark. vas. Late. But das. old
man. he wouldn't even 60 feed hes
horse. No."
Paul was not one Of the boys who
had tried to outsit the 'old man" on
the old mans front gallery. He had
. bolder plan.-when his castnet was
done and
And at last II was done and from
|khence forward every moouless night
when the tide was In Paul might
have been found waist deep in the
water listening for the rune Of the
mullet. The strong cord Of his net
poosed around his left wrist, . lead
between his strong front teeth. Over
his right arm the folds Of net care
fully gathered for spreading. Instant
~, at the rune Of an oncoming school
the alert ngure rose higher and bent
backward In unison with the back
ward swing Of the trained right arm.
gathering force for the throw. The
arm swoops forward and the body
with II; the lead dies from between
his teeth: the net from his arm. An.
now beautifully Il spreads and sinks
over that school OF mullet Truly
prince Of castnets.' Slowly he draws
in the line on his left wrist. His