The Republican journal., 1905-06-15

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is sort of quick sand and they say it
changes with every heavy gale. How
ever, we won't anticipate gale, but a
great fare of fish, In an hours time
they again sounded, finding sixty
about twenty minutes and l think we
will be on the edge.
Again they sounded but the lead ran
to one hundred and fifty fathoms, when
he stopped it and said, "turn her round,
Enoch, we are down over the noun
tain. l don't believe there is line
enough on board to reach bottom" So
they turned her around and ran back
for mile or more.
Siah took fish line this time, batting
the hooks, and cast it over. 1t stopped
at fifty fathoms and had hardly sound
ed when he cried. cts loaded; grab
hold some one; it's morn load for
me-" When it came to the surface
there were two big cod that would
weigh nigh fifty pounds each.
Siah was excited and said, chats the
kind; let the jib run; let the anchor
run. We don't want to move an inch.
No, don't man throw line until
everything is ready. Rush her, boys,
We'll have a deck full of fish before
night"
The boys flew around like tops. In a
few moments everything was in readi-
ness; cable parceled, bait up. The skip
ped told each one where to fish and
said, Every man will share alike if he
does his duty
Uncle Siah had again thrown his line
over and it was loaded as soon as it
touched the bottom. He said, "Skip-
per, guess l will have to take off one
hook, couldn't pull such loads as this
for more'n week" Two more of those
immense cod appeared. "Durned if
this isn't the very spot | left last time
l was here. l guess they have multi
piled tremendously"
The lines buZzed and sung as a pair
of those immense cod came up every
time. The young skipper said, Guess
its lucky thing for me you came with
us. | never could have found the way
here, or home again.
About three o'clock the skipper said,
"Come boys, pull in, we want to dress
down before night" When sailed in
the hold it made an immense stack;
scarcely one small one in the whole lot.
AS the skipper looked them over after
the last one had been sailed, he said,
"About four days and we will fill her
chock a block
The next morning on throwing the
lines they were loaded as soon as the
hooks reached bottom. Boys" said
said Siah, ''if we could see down to the
bottom, you would find these great. rod
were as thick as your fingers. Hon't
believe there is any end to themy
One young fellow said, "gdess we
will end some of them teforg the week
is out at the rate they are looming in.
Guess Mr.. Harris will be PLEASED when
he sees the old Devil FISK coming past
White Point, and WON'T he be pleased
that he didn't change her name"
Late in the afterYoon the wind haul
ed to the southeast and began to blow
hard. Siah toldfthem to have the fish
dressed and down below and everything
made snug, tor we're going to have a
nasty nlghtJof it, Before shutdown
1t blew a.ttgale, and as the current
rims very|strong over the shcal it kick
ed up AZ terrible cross sea. The old
craft lseaped and tugged at the anchor
as though she would if possible break
away. About midnight the storm
reached its height. The seas were like
mountains of water and they were
dashed against the old craft with a
mlaniac's fury. The skipper was a good
Deal worried, but Siah said, ''if the
Gable holds, we shall outride the gale
At it should part as one of those huge
seas strikes us, | believe the old craft
would go right over backwards. Then
/ it would be good bye to ever seeing
! land again, or Amanda He remem-
| bered how anxious she seemed because
he was going on this trip.
After midnight the wind lulled and
at daybreak there was only gentle
| breeze. The heavy seas still rolled on
with diminished force and by noon the
skipper said, Come boys, get your
lines over: guess it's so you can stand
now. But wasn't that a hard old night
We ought to be thankful that we have
met with no mishap. Seems as though
sea farng men feel more thankful
' than those on the land. Don't you
, think so, Uncle Siah?''
Il guess none of us are any too thank
full" said Siah 1--WE don't seem to
realize our many blessing until it is
often times too late
| Again the skipper said, pull in your
lines, we must dress down." When the
last fish was sailed, he said, 1.-TWO days
! more at this rate will fill her full. :"
Hc odmc SOOu LUCK, lIle SAINT SCIOOl
of those immense great cod came tumb-
ling over the rail all day long, and,
when sailed down, less than half the
space remained.
They stopped fishing the next day at
noon and when sailed there wasn't space
enough to put pair of rubber boots.
The skipper said, "Well, Uncle Siah,
what shall we do now? Seems too bad
to have to leave such fishing as this.
! Perhaps we couldn't find this spot
again in years time'
Siah said, give been thinking how
we could carry good many more fish. -
| The skipper replied, Il don't see how,
| the old craft is full and loaded beside
We don't want her too deep in case of
a heavy blow"
Uncle Siah replied, "You know those
coils of rigging in the cuddy, I've been
thinking we might string on several
thousand pounds and tow them home
want a dozen or more to give to my
friends in Harpswell and Brunswick"
The skipper sang out, "Over with
your lines again, boys, let's use all the
bait and it will help pay the bills, as
Uncle Siah says"
Again the fish almost leaped over the
rail and Siah had to work smart to
string them on the rope as fast as they
came over the side. In two days every
inch of rope was used and an immense