The Syracuse Journal, Volume 5, Number 39, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 23 January 1913 — Page 7

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CMK£C'.SKLafSBBHBWQaMM : 12 SYNOPSIS. ! 'Mrs. Kcalfth Coffin, supposed widow, is i urransed to move from Trumet to BosI lor;, f illowins the death of her brother, for whom she had kept house. Kyan Pepper, widower, offers marriage, and Is Indignantly r-frsod. Capt. Elkanah Danj fe's. leader of the Regular church offers i I Keziah a place as housekeeper for the | new minister, am! she decides to remain |ln Trumet. Keziah takes charge of Rev. I John Ellery, the new minister, and gives I him advice ns to bis conduct towaf • members of the parish. Ellery causes ;t i sensation by attending a “Come-qutev | meeting. Ellery’s presence is bitteriy re- | seated by Ebeh Hamttiorti. leader or tr.e i meeting. Grace apologizes for her ■ guardian and Ellery esc n’ts her home in i the tain. Capt. Nat H imn ‘tul. Klwn s . son. b-comes a hero bv I he paek-t into port safely through fog and ; storm. ElEry finds K writing a h'ti ter to siiujx mi'-', inclosing -iu>aoy in ry- • spouse to q demand. She is i-i:r.oiiM?r startled whin informed of tlm arrival 'df Nati Nat qaiis on Keziah. and it develops that nV’’ have b-'it boors since youth. Daniels renionstrali'S wtiii Ebery for attending “Con: -outer’’ minting. Ellery/Is caught by the tide and is rescued by Nat. They become friends. Ellery meets Grace while walking in the fields, and learns that she walks there every Sunday. The clergyman dinner Sundays with the Daniels. Annabel, the captain’s daughter, exerts herself to make an impression on him. She notices with vexation Ms desire to get away every Bunday at a certain time. She watelws l.im through a spy glass b'- lt i again importunes Keziah to marry mm. ! Tte says he has had a Quarrel with Ins I father-, who wants him to marry Grace. Ellery asks Grace to marry him. She confesses that, she loves him. but says she fears to displease her guardian Elkanah Daniels tells Eben about the meetings between Ellery and Grace. Eben declares he will make Grace choose between him and the preacher. Grace finds him in a faint foMe-ving the excitement of Elkanah’s visit. Just before he dies Ehen exacts a promise Krom Nat and Grace that they will marry. Keziah breaks the news to Ellery and later he receives a note from Grace saying she Is to marry Nat. and asking him not to try to see her again. Keziah tells the story of her own marriage with a man who turned out to be a good-for-nothing, and who was reported to have been lost at sea. and of her love for Nat. whom she cannot marry because the husband !■ alive. Captain Nat sails for Manila to "i be gone two years. He says be and i Grace have decided not to marry uptll , he returns. - CHAPTER XIV— (Cntinued.) • “Front him,” she said. “He wanted i money, of course; he always does, i But that wa’n’t the worst. The letter i was from England, and in it he wrote that he was gettin’ sick of knockin’ around, and guessed he’d be for cornin’ to the States pretty soon and huntin’ me up. Said what was the use of havin’ , an able-bmjied wife if she couldn’t ■ give her husband ft home.” “The scoundrel!” t i know what he is. maybe full as well as you do., That’s why I spoke of leu via’ you. Jf that- man comes to Trumet. i’ll go, sure as death.” She hurried out of the room. Later, as the minister passed through the dining room on his way to the door, she spoke to him again. ; “John, ’ she said, “I didn’t say what I meant to when J broke in on you i just now. I meant to tell you about ! Grace. I knew you’d like to know and l wouldn’t ask. She’s goin’ away. ; Gracie is.” ! “Going away?” I “Yup. She’s goin’ to stay with a re- ■ lation of the Hammonds over in Connecticut for a spell. I coaxed her into it. Stayin’ here at home with all this suspense and with Hannah Poundberry's tongue droppin’ lamentations like j kernels out. of a corn sheller, is enough I to kill a healthy batch of kittens with nine lives apiece.”* • - Ellery took his hat from the peg and opened the door. His foot was on the step when Keziah spoke again. “She—it don’t mean nothin’, John, except that she ain’t so hard-hearted as maybe you might think—she’s asked me about you ’most every time I’ve been there. She told me to take good care of you.” Ellery was thinking deeply as he walked up the main road on his way to Mrs. Prince’s. Keziah’s words were repeating themselves over and over in his brain. She had asked about him. She had not forgotten him altogether. Mrs. Prince was very glad to see him. He found her in the big armchair with the quilted back and the projecting “wings” at each side of her head. She was wrapped in a “Rising Sun” quilt' which was a patch work glory* of red and crimson. A young girl, a neighbor, who was apparently acting in the dual capacity of nurse and housekeeper, admitted him to the old lady’s presence. Mrs. Prince’s good spirits were of short duration. Her conversation soon shifted to the loss of her son and she wept, using the corner of the quilt to wipe away her tears. “Eddie” had been her idol and, as she said, it was hard to believe what folks kept- tollin’ her, that it was God’s wsll, and therefore alFTor the best. / “And there’s Nat Hammond,” continued Mrs. Prince. “A fine man—no better anywhere, even though his father a Come-Outer —just goin’ to be married and all, now they say he’s drowned —why? Why was that necessary?” ' Ellery could not refdyA The old lady did not wait for him (o'do so. The mention of Captain Nat’s name, reminded her of other things. . “Poor Gracie!” she said. “It’s turrible hard on her. 1 went down to see her two or three times afore I was took down with this backache. She’s an awful nice girl. Land sakes alive! talk about angels! I snum if she ain’t cornin’ up the road this blessed minute.” John Ellery had risen. Now he seized his, hat and moved hastily toward theAloor. .Mrs. Prince called to him to remain, but he would not. However, her good-bys delayed him for a minute, and before he reached the yard, gate Grace was opening it. They were face to face for the first time since they had parted in the grove, so many months before. She was thinner and paler, he saw that. And dressx.i very quietly in i black. She locked at him, as he stood

| before her in the path, and her cheeks j flushed and her eyes fell. ! “Er—Miss \an Horne.” he stam*me red, “I merely wanted to tell you i’hcw deeply I—we all feel for you in i your trouble. I—l—l am so sorry. I 1 have heard so much of the captain- ■ from —” “From Aunt Keziah? Yes, she was • Nat’s warmest friend.” I know. Er—Mrs, Collin tells me you ai>e going away. I hope you may. hear good news and soon. I shall think ci you- of him —1 want yotf to understand that I shall.” She held out her hand and he took it. He knew that his was trembling, but so, too, was hers. The hands tell apart. Grace entered the house and John Ellery went emt at the gate. CHAPTER XV. i In Which the Minister Boards the San | Jose. “Hey. Mr. Elleryf” It was Captain Mayo who was calling. The captain sat in his antique chaise, drawn by the antique white horse, and was hailing the parsonage through a speaking trumpet formed by holding both his big hands before his mouth. The minister and Mrs. Coffin, the formeHwith a napkin in his hand, had emerged from the side door of the parand now came hurrying down to the “Land of Goshen!” exclaimed the captain, “you don’t mean to tell me you ain’t, done breakfast yet, and It after seAen o’clock. Why, Mr. Ellery, I tell you:. EmTous Sparrow, the fish peddler, stepped up to our house a fewminutes ago. He’s just come down from the shanties over on the shore by the liglc where wreck was, you know—and he says there’s a 'morphrodite brig anchored three or four mile off and she’s (lyin’ colors ha'f mast and union down. They’re gettin’ a boat's crew together to go off to her and see what’s the row. I’m' goin’ to drive over and I thought may- j be you'd like to go along.” A moment later the minister, having donned his hat and coat, ran down the walk and climbed into the chaise beside Captain Zeb. The white horse,, stimulated into creaky trot by repeated slappings of the reins and roars to “Get under way!” and “Cast off!” moved along the sandj lane. They found a group on the beach. A few fishermen, one or two lobster- • men and wreckers, and the lightkeeper were-gathered on the knoll by the lighthouse. They had a spyglass, and a good-sized dory was ready for launching. “Where is she,'Noah?” asked Captain Zeb of the lightkeeper. "She’s a brigantine, Zeb,” observed the keeper, handing up the spyglass. “And flyin’ the British colors. Look’s if she might be one of them salt boats from Turk’s Islands. But what she’s doin’ out there, anchored, with canvas lowered and showin’ distress signals in fair weather hie this, is moreki any of us can make out. She wa’n’t there last evenin’, though, and she is there now.” “She ain’t the only funny thing along shore this momin’, nuther,” announced Theophilus Black, one of the fishermen. “Charlie Burgess just come down along and he says there’s a ship's longboat hauled up on the beach, ’bout a mile n a half t’other side the mouth of the herrin’ crick yonder. Oars in her and all. And she ain't no boat, that b’longs round here.” Captain Zeb, who had been inspecting the anchored vessel through the spyglass, lowered the latter and seemedzpuzzled. “Blessed if she don't look abandoned to me- Can't see a sign of life aboard her.” “We couldn't neither," said Thoph. “We was just cal'latin’ to go off to her when Charlie come and told us about the longboat. I guess likely we can go . wl l ' ! ’°T°r 1 "She Ain’t So Hard-Hearted as Maybe You Might Think.” now; it's pretty nigh smooth as a pond. You'll take an oar, won’t you, Noah?” “I can’t leave the light very well. My wife went over to the village last night. You and Charlie and Bill go. Want to go, too, Zeb?” "No, I’ll stay here, I guess. The old lady made me promise- to keep my feet dry afore J left the house.” “You want to go, Mr. Ellery? Lots of room.” The minister was tempted. The sea always had a fascination for him and the mystery of the strange ship was appealing. “Sure I won’t be in the way?” “No, no! ’course you won’t.” said Burgess. “Come right along. You set in the bow, if you don’t mind gettin’

sprinkled once in a while. I’U steer and Thoph and Bill’ll row. That’ll be enough for one dory. If we need more, we’ll signal. Heave ahead. ’ The steersman, who was staring hard in the direction they were going, scowled. “Humph!” he grunted again, swan to man, fellers, 1 believe she is abandoned!” 6 “Rubbish!” panted Bill, twisting his neck to look over his shoulder. “’Course she ain’t! Who’d abandon, a craft such weather’s-this, and Provincetown harbor only three hours' run or so?” The rowers "hit her up” and the dory moved faster. Then Burgess, putting his hand to his mouth, hailed.. "Ship ahoy!” he roared. “Aeoy! No reply. The dory slackened speed, turned in obedience to the steering oar, and slid under the forequarter* of the anchored vessel. Ellery, looking up. saw het name in battered gilt letters above his head—the San Jose. “Stand by. Thoph!" shouted Charlie. “S'pose you can jump and- grab tier forechains? Held her steady. Bill Now, Thoph! That's the time! Thoph had jumped, seized the chains, and was scrambling aboard. A moment later he appeared at the rail amidships, a rope in his hand, ihe dory was brought alongside and made fast; then one after the o'her the men in the boat climbed to the brig’s deck. “Ahoy!” yelled Burgess. "All bands on deck! tumble up, you lubbers! Humph! She is •.abandoned, sure and sartin.” “Yup,” asserted Bill. "Her boats j are gone. See? Guess that explains j the longboat on the beach. Charlie. ’ “Cal’late it does : but it don t explain why they left her. She ain't leakin’ none to speak of, that s sure Rides’s light’s a feather. Christmas! look at them decks; dirty hogs, whoever they- was.” Thoph led the way aft. The cabin companion door was open and they peered down. “Phew!” sniffed Burgess. “She ain’t no cologne bottle, is she? Well, come on below and let's see what’ll we see." The cabin was a “mess," as Bill expressed it. The floor was covered with scattered heaps of riff-raff, oilskins, coats, empty bottles, and papers. On the table a box stood, its hinged lid thrown back. “Medicine chest,” said Burgess, examining it. "And rum bottles aplenty. Somebody’s been stck/J shouldn’t wonder.” The minister ojiened the door of one of the little staterooms. The light which shone through the -dirty and tightly closed “bull’s-eye ” window show-f d a tumbled bunk, the blankets soiled and streaked. The smell w£S i stifling. Say, fellers,” whispered Thoph, “1 don’t like this much myself. I'm for gettin’ on deck where he airs better. Somethin's happened aboard this craft, ■ somethin’- serious." Charily and Bill nodded an emphatic affirmative. "Hadn’t we better look about a little more?” asked Ellery. "There s another stateroom there.” He opened the door .of it a; he spoke It was, if possible, in a worse condition than the first. And the odor was even more overpowering. "Skipper’s room,” observed Burgess, peeping in. “And that bunk am t been slept in for weeks. See the mildew on them clothes. Phew! I’m fair sick to my stomach. Come out of this. On deck, In the sunlight, they held another consultation. “Queerest business ever I see. ’ observed Charlie. I never— ’ “1 see somethin’, like it once." Interrupted Bill. "Down-in the Gulf ’iwas. I was on the old Fishhawk. Eben Salters' dad from over to Bayport skipped her. We picked up a West Injy schooner, derelict, abandoned same as this one, but not anchored, of course. Y’eller jack was the trouble aboard her and— W here you bound. Thoph?” "Goin’ to take a squint at the fo’castle,” replied Theophilus, moving forward. The minister followed him. The fo’castle hatchway was black and grim. Ellery knelt and peered down. Here there was practically no light at all and the air was fouler than that in the cabin. V' “See anything, Mr. EllerV?" asked Thoph, looking over his shoWer. “No, I don’t see anything. 1 thought—” \ ' He seemed to be listening. “What did you think?” "Nothing. I—” “Hold on! you ain’t goin’ down there, be you? I wouldn’t. No tellin what you might find. Well, all right. 1 ain’t curious. I’ll stay up here and you can report.” Ellery descended the almost perpendicular ladder gingerly, holding on with both hands. At the foot he stopped and tried to accustom his eyes to the darkness. A room perhaps ten feet long, so much he could make out. The floor strewn, like that of the cabin, with heaps of clothing and odds and ends. More sha-pes of clothes hanging up and swayinXwith the roll of the brig. A little window high up at the end, black with dirt. And cavit.es, bunks in rows, along the walls. A horrible hole. \ He took a stcMoward the center of the room, to avoid hitting the fo’castle lantern. Then in one of the bunks something stirred, something alive. He started violently, controlled himself with an effort, and stumbled toward the sound. hat is it?” he whispered. 6 ’ "Who is it? Is anyone there?” A groan answered him; Then a voice, weak and quavering, said: "Gimme a drink! Gimme a drink! Can’t none of you God-forsaken devils gi a drink?” He stfoped over the bunk. A man was lying in it, crumpled into a dreadful heap. He stooped lovfer, looked, and saw the man’s face. . There was a shout from the deck, or," rather, a yell. Then more yells and the sound of running feet. "Mr. Ellery!” screamed Burgess, at the hatchway. “Mr. Ellery, for the Altjiighty’s sake, come up here! Come out of that this minute. Quick!” The minister knew what was coming, was sure of it as he stepped to the foot bf the ladder, had known it the instant he saw that face. “Mr. Ellery!” shrieked Burgess, "Mr. Ellery, are you there?”

“Come up!” called Burgess. “Hurrjrf It’s the smallpox, darued hooker’s rotten with it. For God sakes, come quick!” He ran O the rail, yelling orders to Bill and Thoph, who were frantically busy with the dory. 'Ellery began to eiimb the ladder. His head emerged into the clean, sweet air blowing across the deck. He drew a breath to the very bottom of his lungs. Then from behind and below him came the voice again.. “Gimme a drink!” it wailed. “Gimme a drink of water. Ain’t one of you cussed swabs got decency enough to fetch me a drink? I’m dyin’ for a drink, 1 tell you. I’m dyinM” The minister stood still, his feet on j the ladder. The three men by the rail [ were working like mad, their faces i livid under the sunburn hands trembling. They pushed each : other about and swore. Thoph and Bill sprang over the rail ; into the boat. Burgess turned and I j beckoned to Ellery. “Come on!” he called. “What are I \ you waitin’ for?” Ths minister’ remAhaed where he : ■ wap. I '''Are you sure —* Pe. faltered. ‘Sure! Blast it aft! I found the I log. It ain’t teen kept for a fqrtni’t. | but there’s enough. It’s smallpox, I ■ tell you. Two men. died of it three I ■ weeks ago. The skipper died right , afterwards. The mate— No wonder them that was left run away as soon ’ as they sighted lav.d. s Come on! Do i you want to die, too?" From the poison pit at the foot of • j the ladder the man in the bunk called j ! once more. “Water!” he screeched. "Water! i ! Are you goin' to R-ave 'me. you d- n ; cowards?” “For Heaven sakes!" cried Burgess, clutching the rail, "what's that?” Ellery answered him. “It s one of them,” he said, and his voice sounded odd in his own ears. "It’s one of the ! crew.” ; The minister turned. “Hush!" he ) called? in answer to the voice, "hush! , I’ll bring you water in a minute. Burgess,” he added, “you and the rest go i ashore. I shall stay.” “You’ll stay? You'll stay? With ! that? You’re crazy as a loon. Don’t : be a fool, man! Come on! We’ll send • the doctor and somebody else —some i one that’s had it, maybe, or ain’t i afraid. I am and I’m goin’. Don’t be | a fool.” • Thoph, from the dory, sho.uted to know what was the matter. Ellery ! j ' i -—■ tt;—; •— iln One of the Bunks Something Stirred, Something Alive. climbed the ladder to the deck And • walked over to the rail. As he :p- i proached, Burgess fell back a fe'v. («■<•» , “Thoph,” said the minister, address- ! ing the pair in the dcry, “there is a sick man down in the forecastle. He i has been alone there for hours. I suppose, certainly since his shipmates inn away. If he is left longer with->:C help, he will surely die. Some one : must stay with him. You and the reM ; row ashore 'and get the doctor and j whoever else you edn, i’ll stay here • till they come.” ’ ■ Thoph and his companions set up a i storm of protest. It was foolish, it i was crazy, the man would die anyhow, i and so on. They begged the minister . to come with them. Hut he was firm. ■ The oars dipped, bent, and the dory moved off. The sound of the creaking ; thole pins shot a chill through Ellery’s i veins. The water butts stood amid ships, not far from the open door of the galley. Entering the latter he found an empty saucepan. This he , filled from the cask, and then, with it J in his hand, turned toward the black | hatchway. Here was the greatest test of his courage. To descend that ladder. aoproach that bunk, and touch the terrible creature'in it, these were the tasks he had set himself to do, but could he? (TO BE CONTINUED.) Premature Burial. M. Tiioir.ot, professor of forensic medicine to the Paris Academic de j Medicine, has been lecturing upon j premature burial, an accident the fear ' of which is. perhaps, not so prevalent I as it was in the days of Edgar Poe. He gave an interesting description of the many inventions d'evised for the avoidance of this, including the insertion of a breathing tube in the mouth of the corpse, which is brought through the lid of the coffin and projected from the grave. But he declared that no precaution was so satisfactory as that of delaying the burial until the signs of putrefaction are apparent. The provisions of the code Napdleon, which ordain that no burial shall take place until twenty-four hours after death and inspection by the medical authority of the district, are, he said, i entirely adequate on this point, and ! if they are carried out to the full, no one need have any fear of being buried alive. ■ p Ventilation Test. A single way to tell whether your room is properly ventilated is' to place a wide-necked bottle of water into which you have put half an ounce of lime water, in the room, letting it remain uncovered over'qight. If in the morning the lime water is milk the ventilation is bad. If the lime water becomes milk on your covering the bottle mouth with your hand and shaking the vessel, the ventilation, is not sufficiently good. If the lime water remains clear, the air of that room, i* 'pure.

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