The Washington herald., 1914-07-12

sons interest in the woman rather in
creased than diminished. After the nth
morning he began to rise early and to
station himself at the window in order
to watch her departure, and once
caught him following her progress down
the road toward the hshermen's huts
with his feldglasses. There was that in
his face at the moment that forbade the
fiippant remark l was about to make
when l took in what he was doing, so
merely contented myself with the gen.
eral inquiry:
Amy big vessels in sight"
No" said Rawson, but it's wonder
full how clear the air is today. can see
the rounding of Cape Mousam as plainly
as though it were fifty feet away"
l INDUCED in an inward chuckle.
Cape Mousam indeed| l thought.
More likely it's Horncastle Point"
81 feel like walk" said Rawson, an
hour or two later. These fishermen
interest me hugely, Jenkins. Let's go
down to the cove and pay our respects"
Better wait till this afternoon" said
l. They're probably all out on the
briny. They start about 4 in the morn
ing and come in at two"
"Oh, well-let's go down anyhow"
said Rawson. we might fall in with
some of them. They don't all fish all
the time, do they?"
Pretty nearly" said I. Nevertheless
l fell in with his plans, as usual, and a
little while later we found ourselves
among the group of weatherbeaten
novels in which the men>who go down
into the sea have their homes. With the
usual Rawson luck, we found one Of
them in, a certain Ezekiel Rivers, a man
whose externals were as weatherbeaten
as his house and whose inner self SEEM
ed as inscrutable as the ways of the
vast ocean from whose depths he wrung
his precarious livelihood. He was sit
ting in his doorway mending net
Good morning" said Rawson, paus-
ing before him and gazing out upon the
sea.
"Mornin'," was the laconic response.
Fine day." said Rawson-
Yes" said Rivers. Pretty likely
mornin'."
Fishing good" asked Rawson.
"Hain't tried it this mornin'," said
Rivers. Guess its about the same as
usual. These pesky dogfsh gifts most
of EN-"
q wonder if you ever take people out
with you" vouchsafed Rawson.
Sometimes I does and sometimes l
don't" was the noncommittal response.
"D'pends on who they be-"
How about my friend and me?"
asked Rawson.
BE you artists or boarders7" queried
Rivers.
Were boarders." laughed Rawson.
Why"
I'll take ye." said Rivers. IF ye'd
ben artists I'd hev to think about it. Tell
the TRUTH" ne opened up, we don't set
much store by them paintin' fellers.
They come up here and paint US an
our houses, an our rocks, an haven't
seen a nickel comm my way from the
hull dod-gasted crew of 'em. Don't
seem exactly fair. We own the land,
and they paint it. We pays taxes and
interest money, but they gifts all that's
ever raised from York to Portland.
'Tain't eLilized enough"
when will you take US out?" asked
Rawson.
"Oh, most any time-when I'm goin'.
said Rivers. Il can't do it for uothin',
though"
Naturally not" said Rawson. We'll
be only too glad to pay. What's the
taxi"
Rivers scratched his grizzled beard
for a moment before answering.
I'm afeared," he said finally, I'll
nave to charge ye a quarter apiece.
But" he added hastily as if in fear that
he total sum loomed too large in our
minds, "I'll supply ye with bait an
ackle"
Rawson and l upon consultation de-
;ided that the price was a reasonable .
me, and the bargain was consummated. Z
The day following was very wet and
We all of US stayed indoors. Miss
4orncastle did not appear at all, pre-
erring to remain quietly in her room,
pparently.