The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1920-12-16


beat a dog the better it is. So with sailors:
Grind em down, rule em with an iron hand, and
they'll not only do their work at the run but
they'll crawling along and ask you for
more. That's my experience, and 80 years at sea,
man and boy hasn't inclined me to dispute facts
they stand"
81 call it cruelty" said his wife without heat,
for she a Of sadness.
She knew the cause of that sadness, did her
husband but it was never mentioned between
them by tact agreement. Twenty-Five years OF
married life had resulted in fine endurance of
marital affection-the shippers long absences
from home might have accounted for that in some
measure. The two good friends, and bick-
ering between them was thing unknown. There
had been one chid-very many years ago, but it
only raised it's voice in the great world
and before the mothers heart had Quickened in
response the voice was stilled forever. The Lord
had given; He had also taken away, and Mrs
Hapshott endeavored to say BLESSED be the name
of the Lord" with good grace though at times
the saying hard.
To hide his emotion the captain threw gruff-
into his voice. I'm thinking 1 made mis-
take in bringing you to sea, lass,' he said "It
isn't place for women, least of all soft-hearted
such you But you begged and
prayed, and the owners seemed willing"
1T got to be lonely waiting there ashore, Hi
RAM" she said simply it was at nights when
when the wind howled and the fell every
where-I saw other women happy and compan-
iOnable, with their about Them and tit
than could stand. 1t would have been
easier Tiff there'd-if Amos had lived" He
derstOod, and his rough gnarled hand crept out
along the rail until it rested hers with"the
pressure Of sympathy.
''Hram, I want to ask you a favor
cts Christmas day in two days time. Are
you going to give the men Christmas-a proper
Chrstmas?'
Hapshott opened his mouth and laughed,
laugh that pregnant with cynicism
"Give them Christmas-a proper Christmas!
By which l suppose you mean a holiday and
Christmas fare? Why lass, they wouldn't know
what to do with it if they had it. Besides, we
aren't fitted for Christmas meals. There's a
brace of chickens in the coop that'n make our
dinner that day-Tve been saving them up
purpose but beyond the pig for'ard-'
"Gve them proper Christmas, Hiram" plead
ed Mrs. Hapshott earnestly. cts wonderful
day ashore, though a sad one. That is, for me-
she amended II always get thinking of the Child
and of how happy His mother must have been,
though she lost Him, too; she lost Him"
She thought the wound was fairly healed, but
the hot tears gushed to her faded, pathetic eyes,
HapshOtt himself turned away, for he knew the
ache at her heart; it cOmpanioned the void at his
Cali hands muster aft" cried Captain Hapshott.
The men slouched along to the afterdeck and
grouped themselves under the poop break The
moon sprang up from the blackenng sea, and
ShOne' redy upon them; full round ball. 1t
hope. Mrs Hapshott drew near to the pinrail
and looked down, her heart welled full of pity
She had done sOmething-she had given these
overWo135ed beasts of burden one days rest at
least.
''It's stand by till midnight tomorrow" said
the skipper IN voice that he fondly hoped be-