White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1920-05-02

T RyEY cHEYNE'S father
" was immersed in amassfng
Ia more money; his mother was
busy with her nerves; and 50 we have
Harvey, at fifteen years, the insuffer-
able type that most grown males want
TO heaye a brick at on sight.
He was a passenger on this ocean
liner, and she was crossing the Grand
Banks in a fog. lie came into the
smoking room saying: 'You can hear
the fish boats squawking all around
us. Wouldn't IL be great If we ran
one down."
He asked for n cigarette. Some
body with n diabolical sense of humor
passed him a thick, oily cigar. Har-
vey lit 1t up and went on deck. He
began to feel queer. but he had
Dragged of never being seasick; so now
he went aft to the turtle deck. and
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 Il broad-backed
man in a blue Jersey. who said: "You
In dory with me. Manuel my name"
Later he was hoisted aboard of o
schooner and lowered into her heavine
fo'c's'1e where men In oilskins gave
him a hot drink and put him to sleep
In q bunk. When he awoke IL boy
whose name was Dan asked him smil-
ingly IL 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 con~descendingly his father
would pay them very well for 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
fathers immense wealth must be
CIuLy , Win uh idth VI ~ hhe
poor boy to sanity he offered him the
berth of second boy on the Were
Here" at 5000 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 Oar
hoist In the dories, TO swabbing The
curry from their insIdes and then tt
nesting them on the deck. BY the
time he had finished doing that and
eating his supper 1t was nighttime, ant
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
"Hii" shouted Manuel, with one fin
ger under the gill of a cod, the Other
in an eye. The blade gllmmered, there
was n sound of tearing, the fish
slit from throat to tail-dropped al
Long Jacks feet. "Hi!' cried Ions
Jack and, with n scoop Of a mittenet
hand, dropped the Gods liver into a
basket; another wrench and SCOOP
sent head and offal flying. The Quilted
fish slid across to Old Salters, who
snorted i~iercely, ripped out the back
bone and splashed the headless, gut.
less fish into a tub of water.
Harvey pitched the washed fish
down into the hold, from whence came
tramplings and rumbllngs as Tom
Plat and Disko moved among the sal
bins. The rasplng sound of rough sail