The Washington herald., 1919-06-25
CONDENSED NOVEL SERIES

moving In the whiteness of the fog
with the breath Of a grave; and
tnen ne heard roaring, plunging
and spouting: that was his first ice
oerg. He saw the surf break over
virgin Rocks; and the fish strike in
SO tnick on a shoal that scores OF
dories stood riding gunnel to gun
Npel while their crews battled for
the catch. He saw a gale break
so sudden and fierce that | every
where on the sea were men in dories
cutting roding lines and racing for
their vessels. but some never maxi
ing their vessels.
So he passed four busy, wonder
full months. growing in body, mind
and soul with every hour that
passed; and then came the great
day when they left the banks for
home. Toll, hardship and danger
were now mostly behind them; there
was left little to do but stand watch
and study the folding and packing
away OF the morning mists, the
hurry OF winds across the open
spaces, the glare and blaze of the
high sun; to harken to the grind
ing OF the booms against the masts.
the creaking OF the sheets against
the bits. the sail filling to the roar
ing winds.
Now about the time the We're
Here" a hundred quintals of FISH
In her hold. was laying her course for
Gloucester. Harvey's father was be-
ginning to wonder in his mahogany
offices In Los Angeles il il wasn't
a better game to drop the ceaseless
struggle for more power and wealth.
What was the use of it alI-with no
son to hand it to? He was still won
dering when one day an excited Sec
retary brought him a telegram.
1t was from Harvey safe in GIou-
cester. Mr.. Cheyna laid his face
down on his desk. breathed heavily
for awhile: and then. heaving orders
right and left, started that run of
which railroad men talked for many
a DAY. Three days and a half II
was from coast to coast, with rail-
road specialists along the way di-
viding huge bonuses: for IL was the
great Harvey Cheyne who was rae
ing east 10 see his rescued boy. and
the boys mother was with him.
Not without fear did he meet that
boy. He had n memory of a pastv
faced, bad-mannered lad. What he
met was boy with toughened figure
and a keen. clear eye. a boy who was
inordinately proud that a Gloucester
skipper said he had well-earned his
slO.5O and his keep a month. On the
end of an ancient wharf Harvey
Cheyne and his boy had such a talk
as they never could have had four
months before. When 1t was over
they knew each other better.
Railroads. lumber. mines - such
things did not interest young Har-
vey. What his heart yearned for
was to some day manage his fathers
newly-purchased sailing ships on the
Pacific Coast. The ships he got when
he was ripe for them; and for Dan.
son Of Disko Troop-seeing that he
could not offer money-he got a berth
as mate OF one of them. with the
promise that some day he would 20
master of the best he could build.
Great ships these of my fathers?
o yes" says Harvey But back
in Gloucester are the able little ves-
sells. The We're Here she's one I
owe a heap to her-to her and her
crew"
Copyright 1919. by Posa Publishing Co. The
Boston Postl. Printed by permission Of. and
arrangement with, Ceatury Co. authorized pub
fishers.
Published by special arrangement with the Nc.
Clure Newspaper Syndicate.
All rishas reserved.
"Que yadis," the extraordinary
novel by Sienkiewics, one of the
"best sellers" of the world few
years back, condensed by Prof. WILL
lam Fenwick Harris of Cambridge.
Will be printed tomorrow