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Fog Horn
Tales
THE WONDERFUL tale of the
TH fishing ducks.
By HANK.
HO-O” blew the fog r ”" rn over
the bay.
"I subbose," said Captain
Pinnchle sarcastically as the noise died
• -you vill be bringing vun of
<l«m fishing stories aroundt soon.
I was going to tell you one to
riaV - replied the Pilot pleasantly; “it
happened last Sunday when I went to
Banks.’ "
■■l .ggspegted id." sighed the Cap
lain - Veil, vot iss diss new lie of
yours?"
' -This is a true one, averred the
Pilot in spite of the Captain's look
of Incredulity. “There was a man on
board the excursion boat who had a
with him. In the afternoon the
man got tired of Ashing and fell asleep
on t he deck. Would you believe
it" i
■■l vouldn't,” said the Captain.
-Well anyway.” the Pilot went on.
•■this dog held the line while his mas
ter was asleep, and when he got a
bite ne would bark and bark until
the man woke up and pulled in the
fish.”
■f guess dot vass a flea bitt? dot dog
got," said the Captain; “dots der only
kind of a bite I effer knew a dachs
hund to get."
Perhaps you can tell a better one,”
said the Pilot scornfully.
"Iff 1 couldn’t I vould neffer has
received my captain's bapers,” was
the reply. "Diss story iss aboud der
vunderful ducks dot dey has in New
Zealand, ’id .takts ten years to train
a duck so dot he can catch fish
there ”
A duck catch fish!” exclaimed the
Pilot. j .
"Just der same as dot dog you vass
beefing aboud, ’ said the Captain with
eringlv. "Veil, der vay dey do it iss
to tie a piece of line mlt a hook und
a worm on It to vun of der duck's
legs Den dey set der duck svimmlng
In der ocean or der lake, vicheffer
happens to be in der place. Preddy
soon a fish hooks himself on der line.
Den the duck he svims to der shore
as hard as he can and der owner of
der duck takes off der fish.
"Veil, der vass vun verry vunderful
duck dot a. friend of mine named
Hansprecken owned vunce. Diss duck
vass very intelligent animal, so my
friend got lots of fish. Vun dey he
saw dot der duck had a fish, but
der duck vould not come to der shore.
He kept svimming around und around
and my friend vass puzzled. Preddy
soon he seen der duck vass in trouble
und he put oud in a boat und dragged
It in. Vot do you subbose? Diss duck
had felt a small fish on der hook so
Instead of coming ashore he kept
svltnmlng und svimmlng, knowing dot
preddy soon a big fish vould come
along und svallow der smaller fish.
Ind dot is just vot happened. Ven
my friend pulled der duck into der
boat dere vass a parrot fish on der
hook dot veighed vun hundred and
fifty"
• "Ho-o,” blew the fog horn.
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“THE GATES OF SILENCE” * By META SIMMINS * AUTHOR OF “HUSHED UP”
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
After? Today was "after.” Today was
the end of everything. She struggled to
a sitting posture In the bed and, pushing
back the dark hair from her face, stared
out before her.
The drug mists were effectually fled
now. Sitting there, complete realiza
tion of the present rushed in upon her.
Realization of what had driven her to
that heavy dose of the drug that might
easily have been fatal, against which the
chemist had earnestly warned her. Reali
zation of the appalling fact that yester
day a man had seen sentenced to death
—the man a woman loved. Sentenced to
death —and it was she, Edith Barrington,
who bad put those bloodhounds of the
law upon his track who had so success
fully run him down.
The resemblance of that anonymous
letter written at the dead Levasseur's
Instigation had become an obsession with
Mrs Barrington. The fact that Rlming
ton’s arrest had occurred before the po
lice could possibly have received her let
ter had completely escaped her mind.
During the hours of the trial she had
waited like a woman on the rack for
some mention of it —perhaps for some
identification of lt£< writer—and had been
amazed rather than relieved that no men
tion of it had been made.
To have sent a man to his death—and
such a death! And that man little Bet
ty’s lover!
All Edith Barrington's own grief, all
thoughts of her shattered world, her
broken heart, receded before that thought.
Sitting there she saw a picture of the
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girl bearing the awful burden of her
grief alone, shut up in the desolate house
by the river, dwtihout a sympathizing
voice or hand to comfort her. She knew
what their father could be —Sir George
Lumsden', who was selfishness incarnate
at the best of times—how he would act
now. when, as he conceived it, his honor
had been outraged by his daughter’s flout
ing of his commands by appearing at the
trial of the man whose connection with
her he had publicly repudiated in the
press. At another time, Edith Barrington
might almost have smiled at the thought
of her father's fury at this public shame
of both his daughters—those two swans
of his, beside whom all other women stood
confessed as mere gray geese.
Deep Mystery.
The awful mystery of it all! Edith
Barrington's fainting- fit in the gallery at
the court had hidden from her that last
scene of all, when Betty had risen and
striven to speak She had read garbled
accounts of ft —"Pathetic and dramatic
scene;” "prisoner’s sweetheart faints in
court" —they had wrung her heart, but
they had given her no clew.
Yet of one thing she was certain—Bet
ty knew something that might have saved
Rlmlngton— Betty had been in Tempest
street on the night of the murder—and
yet Betty had no spoken Why? Sitting
there with her hands clasper around her
knees, her somber eyes staring out into
the drab lodging house room and seeing
nothing ofl t, Edith Barrington asked her
self that question again and again.
Last night, worn out In mind and body,
she had silenced it by the drug that had
brought her sleep. Now it refused to be
silenced It rang insistently in her heart.
Why had not Betty told all that she
knew ? ,
“She must speak,” the woman in the
bed said, suddenly. "It Is Inconceivable
that she should keep silence.”
And of the fact that Rlmlngton was
innocent also she had no shadow of
doubt. That Betty had committed any
crime was equally unthinkable—some
dreadful inexplicable tragedy had en
meshed them, and in their own silence
held them both fast bound tn it. Oh,
if only Betty had confided in her, this
awful thing would never have happened
—this innocent man. their own friend,
the little, boy who had played with them
as children, would not have been called
upon to endure yesterday’s martyrdom.
And even as she thought she knew
that far bark, away at the very begin
ning. it was she herself who was re
sponsible for it all.
The thoughts rushed In on Edith Bar-
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rington overwhelmingly. It was she who,
years past now. had sown the seed of
this last harvest, on that morning when,
secretly, against all prudence and. obedi
ence, she had entered into that marriage
with the plausible scoundrel she had last
seen lying dead —shot by Anthony Bar
rington’s hand.
A Trivial Sin.
Her sin—such a white, romantic, trivial
sin as it had seemed —a secret rather than
a sin, surely! And yet what a terrible
harvest from its seed! Those years of de
ception of her husband, with their lies and
subterfuges, culminating in that resurrec
tion of the dead which had necessitated
Betty's effort to raise the money for the
blackmail and its awful result; Levas
seur's death, that had stained Tony's band
with blood; and now .lack Rlmlngton -to
be "hanged by the neck until he was
dead!"
The horror of it all! Right and silent the
woman sat, and seemed to see her fault
like a stone flung In a still pond, sending
wide and everwidenlng circles till the
whole placid surface was in motion.
It mustn't be —it couldn't be! Some
thing must be done to save the innocent
man. unjustly condemned!
Until now she seemed to have been liv
ing in a dream of dread; living from hour
to hour with no future before her, with
only the menacing past forever treading
on her heels. Now, when she had noth
ing to lose, when the worst had happen
ed —it was not heroic, certainly, hut she
must act. She must come out of her hid
ing place and seek out Betty. Even yet
the condemned man might be saved.
She fumbled at the neck of her night
gown and drew out a long, slender chain,
on which hung a miniature of her little
son. The truthful gray eyes—so like his
father's that their look pierced her heart
gazed back at her. the pouting lips
smiled. Perhaps she would never see him
again now. That night when she had
slipped into the dimly lighted nursery and
kissed him while he slept, she had told
herself that she would never see him
again, even while in her heart she had
looked forward to that moment of re
union when Toney, frightened by what
his cruelty and mistrust had driven her
to, sought her out and brought her home.
More than a month ago! More than a
month's absence and silence! Tony cared
nothing , not even for the scandal of her
disapearance. Her eyes blind with tears,
she kissed the pictured face of the child
and slipped from the bad. Come what
might, she must go down to Weybourne
and see Betty.
The Landlady.
The landlady knocked at the door be
fore Mrs. Barrington's toilet was com
pleted and entered, bearing a cup of tea
and a slice of burnt, unbuttered toast on
an iron tray.
"Thank you—how good of you!" Edith
said, looking around. "I did not ring
but I shall be glad of some tea before 1
go out."
"No, miss, you didn't ring," the woman
said. In an aggrieved tone; "but It was
getting that late I was a bit anxious.
One never knows with unattached ladles
what may be 'appenlng. and I'm sure
speakin' quite respec'ful I ad no stom
ach for any 'orror appenlng In my 'ouse.
Lor'! the papers is full of them That
pore young gentleman yesterday—folk do
say he was a thorough wrong tin but I
saw 'is picture in 'Reynolds’s,' and an
opener countenance" —
of lovers, and-everybody goes there to see! Every second page in the Book of
the World is a picture of lovers. And in that place the honeymoon shines sticki
ly, sweetly, all the time, and there’s a great sound of kisses and sighs. Oh, yes,
there are a heap of strange sights and famous ones to see. And one of them, if
you go over the hills and far away, or if you stroll down the dust of Broadway,
you’ll some day. any day, see—a shrouded creature called Time, the wish to stay
in his eyes, but his feet always hurrying, hurrying—and behind him clutching
his flying gown, coaxing and weeping, and wheedling, and some few industriously
patting cold cream and rouge into their faces, some in shell-pink veils, because
’tis said they throw the rosy light of youth over an aging face, stream a vast
procession of the gentle sex intent on making Time forget and dally just a little
while. This isn’t exactly a pleasant place, where you see this thing.
Mrs Barrington cut her short.
"I don’t know what you mean exact
ly," she said, In a trembling voice. "But
you need have no fear of any horror where
I am concerned. I shall not be returning
to Tachbrook street" -hastily she sought
for her purse and laid the coins equiva
lent to the week's rent on the tray be
side the cup of tepid tea. It left her
hardly enough to pay the third-class sin
gle fare down to Weybourne after that
she would be a beggar, dependent on
lodger's manner, seized the tray and
flounced out of the room. Edith saw her
go gladly—there had been something
ghoul-like In the woman's eyes when she
entered. Mrs. Barrington guessed noth
ing of the frequent visits the woman had
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strength, she felt, to carry it, and, as
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My 'ouse isn't a cloak room. I'd 'ave you
know."
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Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
YOU ARE RIGHT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am seventeen and have one
very bad fault. I just, can’t bear
smoking. Every young man I know
seems to smoke more or less, and
after going out with them once, I
do not care to go out again. I do
not want to be thought of as a
crank, but would it be improper for
me to request them not to smoke
when in my company? M. V.
You are in the right. If more girlt,
were like you there would be fewer men
who are smoking themselves to death.
Not only is it proper for you to ask
them not to smoke in your presence,
but it Is very improper for them to do
it without first asking your perm Ls-.
Bion.
You have your ideals. Stick to them.
It will mean your greater happiness ip
the end.
A GOOD MAN TO FORGET.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have known a young man flor
about five years, but have been go
ing out with him for only the paat
year. This young man has told me
of his love, which is reciprocated.
He has been very kind to me and
treated me with respect. We had
no quarrels, but suddenly he stop- J
ped calling at my house and did/
not even write stating why.
CONSTANT READER.
The man who a girl never
serfs her as this man has deserted J«oa.
He owes you an explanation of hiai
absence. And you, my dear, owe it to
yourself not to seek It! You mart
never let him know that you are aware
his visits have ceased, treat him with/
the Indifference his cold-blooded action;
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him.
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