Evening star., 1923-07-01

haul we'd counted on Monday. We've
had two traps out for a week up the
Garden Island shore. and we left Il
new gill net out over Sunday. and if
a storm comes up We'll never see
that net again. Besides which. some
O. them blasted Charlevoix men set a
trap for bass near the wreck on Hog
Island. and two boxes of fish from
that trap would mean hundred
clear Not a man to be got to help
! me, neither"
"You mind yer eye. Bowery,"
growled Tom Boyle. ''Fishin' bass is
agin the law and robbin' other mems
net
They've no right in our waters"
said Bowery, land as for the law.
amt this Beaver Island How about
you slaughterin' them mallard two
weeks ago."
\ Tom Boyle grinned at that and
said no more. But after a little
Mary spoke UP, flash in her gray
eye. Eddie what about taking me to
help you? I've not been on the lake
all summer. and I can handle the
boat or haul nets while you gaff! I'll
60 tomorrow If you'll say the word
To the cheeks of Bowery crept a
rich glow For we'll he knew that he
morrow to come home with finer
fish than any lying in the tub.
Done with ye"' he exclaimed.
"Well get off at 8. and by noon
Well be done and go ashore on Gar
den to have dinner with the Danes"
That afternoon Bowery Gallagher
walked back to town singing at the
top OF his voice. At the cross roads
he met the priest. who gave Bowery
hard look. Eddie Bowery." he
said. lis 1T drunk you are?
Mighty nigh 1t, father" and Bow
cry laughed with all his heart.
When will you give over these
wild ways" said the priest sternly.
Tomorrow night, praise be-" said
Bowery.
That night Bowery told his brother.
Big Joe. about taking the boat in the
morning. Its two mems work" said
Joe.
Bowery came to his feet. And
it's two mems work to carry the
, likes OF you, We big elephant says
he, and stoops over with his two
, hands to the seat Of Big Joe's chair.
Then he came up. and Big Joe with
him, and a laugh on his lips.
IF We had Tight Gallagher here to
fiddle, I'd do step with ye," said
Bowery. and set Big Joe on the floor
again, and never a puff from him.
AT 6 in the morning Bowery had
the Eleanor clean as whistle when
Mary Boyle came down TO the wharf
Bowery stood in the boat below,
Jump for itr' said he, and Mary
jumped. He caught her and swung
her down. and seated her in the stern
Take her out, while mind the en-
; gine," and he showed out, and in two
seconds the open boat was heading
down the harbor.
a GRAY morning it was, the wind
, "A switching from west to south
west and kicking q bad sea up the
channel.
Head for Pismire." said Joe. when
they had cleared the light and were
reaching for the Garden Island chan
mel. we'll get right over to II: )
Island and attend to them bass. then
work back under the lee of Garden
where our own nets are"
It'll be blowing before noon" said
!. Mary.
LET her blow" and Bowery GRIM ed
as he primed the pump. 'Tll give ye
some oilskins in minute-hello'
Look who's yonder!"
; The girl glanced off to port. where
a gray speok was creeping in through
the channel toward them. At he,
question, Bowery chuckled. "Its the
IceIander-he's been over to High
Island, gettin' nets in from the blow
His pumping done, Bowery brought
oilskins for the girl, and took the
helm himself. Mary Boyle maryeled
for Bowery was sitting beside her
talking and laughing, and hardly
! taking his blue eyes from her face
yet the boat was like a horse thai
feels tho hand of a master on the
reins
Bowery held we'll out beyond Pts
e mire, which was q mere tree-studdet
dot of sand, and at the spar buoy
r came about for the end OF HOG island
n reef. Two miles north OF Beaver wai
. Garden Island, and due east Of thai
t was Hog with Pismire down below
0 and between them. All inside this
a triangle. and outside it here and
n there was shoal water. studded with
p powders and long reefs. so that q
8 man would have heavy sorrow on his
n hands II he took a boat hereabout
:. and he all ignorant of the channels
k The Eleanor was soon past the Hos
d reef and rounding up for Hog Island
= while behind them the Icelander drew
t in and vanished behind Pismire.
: They came into Belmore bay. ant
a Bowery shut off the engine and stoot
up with the hook, as she drifted be
: fore the waves. A heavy sea it was
+ too, so that the boat pitched high ant
rolled wide. Down came the hooi
I and pulled up the Shiny black net
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