The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1920-04-16
III ARvEY CHEYNE'S father
= was immersed in amassing
N n mora money. his mother was

ARVEY CHE1NE . ldtheA
was immersed In amasslng
n N more money; his mother was
busy with her nerves; and so we have
Harvey, at fifteen years, the insuffer-
able type that most grown males want
TO heave a brick at on sight.
He was a passenger on this ocean
liner. and she was crossing the Grand
Banks In a fog. He came into the
smoking room saying: "You can hear
the fish boats squawlSing all around
us. Wouldn't it be great If we ran
one DOWN.
He asked for cigarette. Some
body with a diabolical sense of humor
passed him q thick, oily cigar. Har-
yey lit it up and went on deck. He
began to feel queer, but ne had
Dragged of never being seasick; so now
he went aft to the turtle deck, anu
he was still there, wrestling with the
cigar and not caring much what hap
pened, when a long gray sea swung
out of the fog and took him overheard.
Harvey was next aware of being
on a pile Of fish with q broad-backed
man in a blue jersey, who said: you
in dory with me. Manuel my name.
Later he was hoisted aboard of
schooner and lowered into her heaving
fo'c'sle where men In oilskins gave
him n hot drink and put him tc sleep
hn oWnlvn a how
whose name was Dan asked him smil-
ingly If he was feeling better. The
schooner was the "We're Here" OF
Gloucester, and the boys father. Disko
Troop, was her skipper.
Harvey went up on deck to see
Disko: and demanded that he be taken
back to New York, where, as he told
Disko condescendingly his father
would pay them very well fer their
trouble; he added many other items
TO what his father could and would
do. Disko, as II happened, was an
old-fashioned type of banks fisherman,
wise In the ways of fish but knowing
little of the great world. He decided
that this boy with his talk of his
father's immense wealth. must be
crazy: with an idea Of restoring the
poor boy to sanity he offered him the
berth of second boy on the Were
Here" at $1,000 per month.
Harvey had a fit of sullenness. but
his sullenness worried nobody; he
went TO work. The dories were re-
turning to the vessel with their catches
of fish: SO for the first WORK Of his
life Harvey was set to helping Dan
hoist In the dorles. to swabbing the
curry from their insides and then to
nesting them on the deck. BY the
time he had finished doing that and
eating his supper 1t was nighttime, and
Manuel, Penn, Long Jack, Old Salters'
Tom Platt--all hands were standing
by TO dress fish.
Manuel and Penn stood deep among
the fish, flourishing sharp knives
~Hiln shouted Manuel, with one in
ger under the gill of a cod. the othei
In an eye. The blade glimmered, there
was a sound Of tearing. the fish
slit from throat to tail-dropped al
Long Jacks feet "Hiw cried Ions
Jack and. with scoop of mittenet
hand, dropped the Gods liver into q
basket; another wrench and SCOOP
sent head and offal flying. The Quilted
Ash slid across TO Old Salters. whs
snorted fiercely. ripped out the back
bone and splashed the headless, gut
less FISH into a tub OF water.
Harvey pitched the washed 1sf
down into the hold. from whence came
trampllngs and rumblings as Ten
Platr and DIsko moved among the sal
bins Tho rasplng sound Of rough sal