The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1927-05-20

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The passengers, two Of whom
were women, plain-featured and
of indeterminate middle-age, re-
garded him with unfriendly eyes.
The farmer opened up the con.
versation again. Il s'pose ye hev
plans?'' he questioned with curios-
ity.
The answer came in decided
tone. Yes I'm going to sea"
The other laughed ironically
ITO sea? I'd a sight rather so
THAT'S what the estimable DR..
Johnson said" returned the youth
lightly. ''You probably never
heard OF him, but he once OBJ
served that mo man will be
sailor who has brains enough to
ger into a jail; for being IN
ship is being in a Jail with
chance of being drowned HoW's
that?"
The farmer nodded. II reckon
he was dead right. It's dog
life at the best Of times. MY
brother Amos useter say that
man as went to sea on notlom
'ud travel to hell for pastime.
The faces OF the women took on
If anything, expressions OF great
..Well that may be
so" conceded the youth, but a
sailors life is the life for me,
as the song runs" The stage
sspeed in rut and he can.
noned against the woman beside
him. beg pardon, ma am. m
sorryp' Then to the other. ne
Continued: my father was a
sailor. Like father, like son.
I'm . silver off the old stump, !
guess, and our blood doesn't run
to parsons.
On arrival at the Harbor House,
Mr.. Campbell kicked his vahse
out of the bus. picked 1t up Iron.
the dust Of the road, ano
patronized his home town with an
all.embracing stare. The usual
cotrie of tobacco and straw-cneW.
ing loafers stood on the wooden
sidewalk or lounged against the
hotel walls, and when the youth
strobe along the street towards
fine nanse where his uncle lived,
thew found themselves with new
and absorbing topic OF conversa-
ton.
A Picturesque Town
Anchorvivlle was one of those
scenically picturesque communi-
ties, long established. sedate'
which, in Nova Scotia. appear to
have been there since the begin"
ming Of time.
Though fringing the salt tides
OF Fundy's Bay, yet Anchorville
kept her homes and main thorough
fares in retirement from the
misunderstanding, by the
leafy palisades of trees, the high
tidal wharves, the ugly sheds. the
marine stores and lighthouses, and
other structures attendant upon
water-borne craft. Between the
shaded Main Street and the sea
that was her life's blood, also
flourished the small groggeries.
the cheap restaurants and board
lighthouses, and the homes of the
poorer population; so the arboreal
blind was in a fashion the towns
barrier between its responsibility
and it's slums. its leisure and its
labor.
But, as If loath to shut the
vista of docks and water out al
together from sight, many of the
houses had glassed-in cupolas or
towers on their. roofs where the
old shipmasters and those inter.
ested in sea-affairs could, on oc-
casion, Chamber up through the
attic and peep over the tree-tops
to scan the harbor surrepti-
tiously and note what vessels
were in from the fishing banks
or else to visualize the state of
the weather outside the Heads
Straight-Laced
While Anchorville ships trav.
ersed the sea-lanes of commerce
in command of Anchorville's sons,
and Anchorville's dingy, clut-
tered.up little postoffice received
and sent letters to and from such
outlandish places as Salaverry
and Huanillos. Akyab and AMER,
Geelong and Alden: though most
of it's inhabitants were familiar
with the ports Of the world and
the good and evil therein-yet the
atmosphere of the town was staid,
circumspect, and its people walked
in well-defined paths.
Social life had its orbit around
the churches. and no sect seemed
too insignificant not to have its
meeting place. And while there
were many such for a compare.
lively small town, yet the Presby.
fnrion Mafhndinf oVad Do 81 ala
ment preponderated in religious
membership. and the Ladies' Aux
iliary. Dorcas Society, and the
Young Peoples Debating and
Library Association were the
stamping grounds Of the Anchor.
vile. elite. The seafarers. retired
or home between voyages, con.
formed to established customs, and,
like the permanent residents,
froWned upon things that were Of
the world, worldly.
Before this background and
audience on a fine spring morn.
ing in the year 1875. staggered
Arson Campbell, whilom student
OF divinity. an orphan, ward of
his uncle. the towns leading pas
tor, son of sea captain and a
Spanish lady-both tdeceased-and
much the worse Of a liquorish
farewell party the night before.
Ills homecoming was animated
by two influences. The first and
most important was to visit a
Miss Mary Phillips. and assure
himself, of her attitude, towards
him and his new ideals; the sec.
ond land of minor moment in the
young fellows mind. was to ex.
plain to his reverend uncle the
why and wherefore Of numerous
improprieties in conduct, reversals
in mental outlook and to inform
the clergyman OF his new ambi.
ton.
And let me tell you. Arson.
how hut ..n,l.ro A., l.n.l IL ....i,.