Gunnison news-champion., 1920-06-11

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awake.
The Were Here" was on salt
fishing trip which meant four months
away from home: so there vas time
for Harvey 10 learn many strange new
things II he cared TO. After n time.
rs the pride In honest work well done
began to grip him, he cared He
learned TO tsh from a dory; TO make
his way In safety around hsaylng
vessels deck TO know what each rope
and sail aboard vessel was for.
DiSko allowed him. when the wind was
light. TO steer the vessel from one
berth TO another. and wonderful was
HaFyey's sense Of power when he first
felt the vessel answer 10 his touch Of
the wheel. Almost did Ae come to
understand, as fisherman under
stands. the neyer-absent dangers of
the banks, the eternal fogs. the tides,
the gales. the wicked seas: and
learned. too. iisherTn.n's opinion Of the
officers of the great steamers who.
after cutting a vessel down, raise high
hands TO heaven and swear with
unanimity that the careless fisherman
had never-nbsnlutely never-shown
20 much as q single light.
He saw one day foul. druggied, I'M
kernpt vessel heaving up past the
We're Here" for all the world like h
hlOwsy, frousy, bad old woman sneer-
Ing at a decent girl. saw her sail OF
and into batch OF watery sunshine
Gnd-go under, taking all hands with
her! He saw. while his hair stood on
end. whiteness moving In the white
ness OF the fog with breath like the
breath OF Il grave: and then he heard
T. roaring. plungiRg and spouting; that
was his first iceberg. He saw the surf
break over Virgin Rocks; and the fish
strike in SO thick on shoal that scores
OF dories stood riding gunnel to gunnel
while their crews battled for the catch.
He saw gale break so sudden and
fierce that everywhere on the sea were
men In dories cutting riding lines and
racing for their vessels, but some
never making their vessels.
So he passed four busy. wonderful
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 grinding of the
booms against the masts, the creaking
of the sheets against the bits, the sail
filling to the roaring winds.
Now about the time the ''We're
Here" hundred quintais 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 1t wasn't
better game to drop the ceaseless
struggle for more power and wealth.
What was the use Of II all-with no
son to hand II TOT He was still won.
dering when one day an excited sec
retary brought him telegram.
II was from Harvey, safe In Glouces-
ter. Mr. Cheyne laid his face down
on his desk. breathed heavily for
awhile; and then. sheaving orders
right and left. started that run Of
which railroad men talked for many
day. Three days and half II was
from coast to coast. with railroad spe-
cialists along the way dividing huge
bonuses; for 1t was the great Harvey
Cheyne who was rncing East to see
his rescued boy. and the boys mother
was with him.
Not without fear did he meet that
boy. He had memory Of a pasty-
faced, bad-mannered lad. What He
met was boy with toughened figure
and keen. clear eye.
Railroads, lumber. mines-such
things did not interest young Harvey.
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 berth as mate
of one Of them. with the promise that
some day he would 90 master Of the
best he could build.
-Great ships these Of my father'sf
Oh, yes," says Harvey. "But back In
Glo1cester are the able little vessels.
The We're Here. she's one. I owe .
heap to her-to her and her crew."
Copyright. 1919. by Post Publishing Co.
(The Boston Post) Printed by per.
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