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It does cat contain alco hol, opium, morphine, c.r any other ccrcotic, poison ous or hanniui drug, k J We Mcveci Off Stately and Slow. Like an Ocean Liner Leaving Her Dock. *Ili.1>WA I Joseph C. Lincoln Autiicb ef “Capn Eri* ‘Partners of the Tide" Copy/fto»r 190 7 A 6 8a#n£i> m? Coy?Anr lu. us.rrat toss ns T.D.Melyuj. MBB—1BBimMtfcni “MMMM—II SYNOPSIS. Mr. Solomon Pratt began comical nar ration of story, introducing well-to-do Nathan Scudder of his town, and Edward Van Brunt and Martin Hartley, two rich New Yorkers seeking rest. Because of latter pair’s lavish expenditure of money. Pratt’s first impression was connected with lunatics. The arrival of James Hopper. Van Brunt’s valet, gave Pratt j the desired information about the New Yorkers. They wished to live what they termed "The Natural Life." Van Brunt. It was learned, was the successful suitor for the hand of Miss Agne-s Page, who pave Hartley up. "The Heavenlies” hear h long story of the domestic woes of Mrs. Hannah Jane Purvis, their cook and maid of all wort:. Decide to let her go , and engage Sol. Pratt as chef. Twins agree to leave Nate Sctidder’s abode and [ begin unavailing search for another domicile Adventure at Fourth of July celebration at Eastwich. Hartley rescued a boy. known as "Reddy.” from under a horse’s feet and the urchin proved to be ! one of Miss Page’s charges, whom she had taken to the country for an outing. Miss Page and Hartley were separated during a fierce storm, which followed the picnic. Out sailing later. Van Brunt. Pratt and Hopper were wrecked in a squall. Pratt landed safely and a search for the other two revealed an island upon which they were found. Van Brunt rent ed it from Scudder and called it Ozone island. They lived on the island and ; Owner Scudder brought ridiculous pres ents as a token of gratitude. Innocently. Hartley and Hopper in search for clams robbed a private "quabaugh.” Late at night their island home was disturbed by wild yells. Hopper was found in a fright at what he supposed was a ghost and he immediately tendered his resignation. In charge of a company of New York poor children Miss Talford and Miss Page vis ited Ozone island. CHAPTER X.—Continued. “I’ll go you,” says Martin, shucking his jacket. “Sol, what do I do next?” I showed him. I started ’em even on cucumber beds. They hoed like they went by steam. You never see such ambitious farmers in your life as they was—just then. “Kind of hard work, ain't it?" says I. watching their front hair get damp and stick to their foreheads. “Work?” says Van. "This is recrea tion, man!" "All right," I says. “Heave ahead and recreate. I’ve got to work, my self." So I went in and swept out the din ing room. Once in a while, through the open window, I’d get a sight of ’em laying into the cucumber beds, with the sun blazing down. I grinned. When the boot’s been on one leg too long it’s kind of nice to see somebody else's corns get pinched. When they come in to dinner they was just slopping over with joy. Gar dening was more fun than a barrel of monkeys. But I noticed that when Van got up from the table he riz kind of "steady by jerks” as if he had kinks in his back, and Martin moved his shoulders slow and easy and said “Ouch!” under his breath when he reached too far. They didn't-seem to be in any real 'irry to get back to work, either, i Played on the porch, and smoked two cigars instead of one. 1 had to chuck out a hint about getting them seeds covered up quick afore they'd leave their chairs. Then they went, and I could see the hoes moving; but they moved slower. They turned in right .after supper, which was unusual. Next morning I didn’t hear a word about gardens. The conversation was pretty limited and doleful, being separated with grunts and groans, so to epeak. When Van Brunt dropped his i apkin he hollered to me to come an pick it up, and Hartley fed with h.s left hand and kept the right in his jacket side pock et. They didn't setni to enjoy that meal half so much as I did. “Well," says I. to brighten things up; “I caHate then cucumbers is ready to cat, pretty nigh, by this time. Started on your corn, >et? No? Well, you mustn't lose no time. It's late in the season now. Come along with me and I'll get you going." I headed for the door as I spoke. They looked at each other again. "It’s pretty cloudy for planting, isn’t it?" asks Hartley. "We might be caught in the rain, you know." "Rain your granny!" says I. "Them clouds is nothing but heat fog. It'll burn right off." "Wait till we finish our cigars, skip per," says Van. “No,” says I. "You can smoke and plant at the same time. Smoke ’ll drive away the mosquitoes." They got up then and followed me out. The hoes was laying by the beds and I handed 'em one apiece. They took 'em, not with what you'd call en thusiasm, but more the way the boy took the licking—believing ’twas more blessed to give than to receive. The cucumber beds was begun beautiful, the first hills rounded up fine and lovely. Hut the tail-end ones looked like the pauper section of the burying ground, more useful than ornamental. I showed 'em how to plant the corn and went away, leaving 'em leaning: on their hoes, with a kind of halo of mosquitoes around their heads. My talk aMut smoke was more or less sarcastic: the mosquitoes on Horse foot Ozone was smoke-cured and fire proof. I got the breakfast work done about ten o'clock and then twas time to go after the pig and the hens. I took the skiff oars out of the bam and then walked around by the gardens to see how things was getting on. There laid the hoes by the place where the corn hills was intended to be. but there wa'n't any corn-hills nor any Heavenly gardeners either; not a sign of 'em. I hailed once or twice but didn't get any answer. Then I went on down to the skiff. And there they was. sprawled out in the shade of the pines, as com fortable as you please. “Hello, skipper,” says Van Brunt, turning over on one elbow “We've been waiting for you. We’re going with you after the livestock." "You are?” says I. "Got your farm ing done so early?” "No-o.” he drawls. “Not precisely. The fact, is Sol. Hartley and I have decided that agricultural labors are not—” "Labors?" says I. shoving the skiff into the water. "Thought ’twas recre ation." "For definition see dictionary,” he says. “It s a painful condition, not a theory, with us just now. Martin and 1 are convinced that what we need is a sea voyage. Come on. Martin.” Hartley got up, pretty average gin gerly. and they climbed into the skiff. I pushed off and begun to row. “Well,” I says, after a minute or two, “it ain’t for me to suggest anything, but, just for greens—like the old wom an stewed the burdock leaves—I’d like to mention that if you want vege tables with the dew, and not icicles, on ’em, you'd better be getting the rest of them seeds into the ground. What's the present standing of that cucumber bet?” Van didn't open his eyes. “You win it,” he says, lazy. I stopped rowing and looked at him over my shoulder. "Meaning—what?” says I. “Just that. You win the bet. Like wise you cultivate the cucumbers. Martin and I, in convention assembled, have nominated you for secretary of agriculture. We resign,” I’d been expecting it. And I'd made up my mind what to say. But I hated to say it. Thinks I: “I'll wait till 1 get back to Ozone.” So I didn’t answer, but went on rowing again. The tide was going out fast and 'twas a hard pull, three of us in that little skiff, but by and by we reached the main. And there was Scudder's hired boy waiting for us. “Hello." says I. “Where's Huldy Ann—Mrs. Scudder, 1 mean?" “She couldn't come,” said the boy. “But I fetched the hens and things. Here they be.” He had the hens—a dozen of 'em— jammed into one lath coop. The door of it was fastened with a shaky wood button. “Handle 'em kind of careful," says he. “That button undoes itself some times.” "Where's the pig?" says Hartley. “Here he is.” We could hear him. He wa'n't in a box at all, as he'd ought to have been according to contract, but setting in the sand with his hind legs tied to gether with string. He was whirling in circles with his tail for a pivot, so to speak, and he seemed to be mainly squeal. Little he was, and thin— 'peared to me to be thin as Nate's milk of human kindness—but the Heaven lies fell down and worshiped him like he was a hog angel. "Humph!” says L "Is that the dear?' " “That’s the dear," says Van, patting him at long distance. Well, he weighed four pound and cost six dollars, so that's dear enough for anybody. 1 loaded the critters into the skiff— the pig fairly sung psalms while 1 was doing it—and then the Twins climbed aboard. "All right, skipper,” says Van. “Shove off." "Just a minute,” says i. “What am 1 going to do—take the next train? This transport seems to l>e pretty well loaded." It was. Van Brunt was on the amidships thwart. Hartley was up in the bow. with the pig between his knees. The chicken coop was piled in the stern. T ain't no dime show dtvarf, and where I was going to stow myself was too much for me. “Humph!” says Van. “It does look standing ro6m only. Here, skipper; you kneel on the hack seat. I'll row." I didn't exactly kneel, but I strad dled across the stern somehow, with the butt end of the hea roost in my lap and my feet over each rail just clear of the wet. Nate's boy shoved ns into deep wa ter. He had to take off his shoes and stockings to do it, and he was laugh ing so that he made mighty poor head way. "You pesky young one!" says 1. losing my patience. "If you don't tend to your job I’ll get out and duck you. What are you giggling at?" "I ain't giggling," says he. "I'm pushing. Ugh! Haw! haw! Ugh! There you be!” He gave us a final shove and then went back and rolled around in the bushes. Somebody was having a good time if we wa n't. We moved off stately and slow, like an ocean liner leaving her dock. We didn't have any band. but. the pig and hens furnished music. The skiffs rail was almost a-wash and my heels dipped on every little wave. Van rowed like a good one till he got about two-thirds of the way across. Then the tide got a grip on us and he commenced to go slower and groan. He'd miss a stroke and we'd swing half way around. We was going broadside on most of the time. By and by Hartley spoke up. "What makes this pig kick sc?" says he, like 'twas some kind of a conundrum. Thr critter seemed to be doing his best to answer it. but his language wa'n't understandable. "You look out he don't kick that string off his legs." ] hollers. 1 had to holler to make myself heard above the choir. He bent forward and looked down. “Why!" says he. “I’ll be shot if he hasn't done it already.” “Hang on to him then! ” 1 yells. "For the land sakes don't let him loose.” Van Brunt gives a final groan and stops the oars. "No use, skipper,” he says. “My cu cumber recreation has put me out of the race. I wouldn’t row another stroke for the control of the Standard Oil. You'll have to be shofer the rest of the way.” t I didn't know what a “shofer" was and I don't know now; but I could see trouble coming. “Set where you be!” I shouted. "Don't move. Thunderation! There you go!" The pesky idiot had stood up to stretch, leaving the oars in the row locks. Course the skiff swung broad side on and a wave knocked the star board overboard. Hartley see it going and made a jump and a grab. He missed it, you might know, but he let go of the pig. I ripped out a lively kind of speech and dove for the port oar. The hen coop was in my way and it and me went headfirst into Van Brunt's shirt front. When 1 got out of the mix-up both oars was ten yards astern, the pig was doing three laps a minute over us and under the thwarts and the hens was all out of jail and proud of it. Likewise we was drifting out to sea. “Well!” says I. “This is nice, ain't it? Get out, you varmint!” This last part was to a pullet that was flapping on my shoulders. Would you believe it, all them Heavenly loons done was to laugh. They just roared. "Ho! ho!” whoops Hartley. “Oh, dear me! This is worth the price of admission.” "Ha! ha!" cackles Van, puffing for breath, and shoving the pig out of his lap. “This is the best ever! The float ing garden of Eden! Or the ark! Say, Martin; I begin to sympathize with Noah.” "Noah sent out a dove, if I remem ber right.” says Hartley. "Wonder if it would work with a chicken? Where's our Ararat, skipper?” I was mad clean through. Here was twice that I'd been made a fool of on salt water. I wa'n't used to it and it hurt. "The ark was afloat for 40 odd days; you want to remember that," says 1. And this skiff tvon't float 40 minutes, loaded the way she is, if she drifts out side that point.” "Then she mustn't drift there," says Van. cheerful, “l don’t want to get wet—not now, with James gone. This is the only presentable suit I've got left. If this is wrecked you'll have to press it, Sol.” My, but I was hopping! Talking about pressing clothes and us next door to going to the bottom! "I'll press nothing,” says I. "And I'll say right now, Mr. Van Brunt, that I won't 'tend to them gardens. You hear—’’ Van waved his hand. "Your salary from now on," he says, "will be—" "No, it won't. My salary's big enough. It’s me that's short—short about 26 hours out of the 24. If I was two men I might do what's need ful, but as ’tis I can't. I like you both first-rate—when you ain’t too crazy— but either you'll have to get me a helper or I'll have to quit. That is. it we get out of this mess alive, which ain’t likely.” All the time I was preaching this way I was tugging at the midships thwart. Finally 1 got it loose and shoved it over the stern. 1 was going to try to scull with it. The Heavenlies was completely up set. Not by the fear of drowning— drat 'em. I don't cal'late they was afraid of anything—but my talk of quitting seemed to knock 'em silly. “By Jove! you know," says Van. "This is serious, skipper. You can't mean it.” "You bet I can!" I says, sculling like all possessed with one arm and fight- I ing pullets with the other. "You’re not going,” says Van, de cided. "You’re—simply—not. Is he, Martin?” "I should say not," says t'other Twin. "Sol, if you want more money—or as sistants—or anything, why. all right. But we want you. And we're going to keep you.” "That's settled then." says Van, quick. "What kind of help do you want—and how many ?" "Well,” I says, cooling down a mite —of course 1 was pleased to find they liked me so well. “Well,” I says, "if you could get somebody to cook and heln 'round the house may be I—” "A cook?" says Van. "Good! We get a cook—two cooks—ten of ’em, if you say so. And we get 'em quick.” "Get's get ashore first," says I. "I‘ve got to make the point there or we 11 get—" "Our finish, hey?" he says, ending the sentence for me. "All right; make the point.” Then he got out a cigar and went to smoking. But I wa'n't by no means sure we would make the point. ’Twas the easfard end of Ozone island I was aiming for. The tide set in strong there and I could see that the skiff would pretty nigh hit the beach, if I had luck. We zig-zagged along. Pretty soon we got to where the waves was run ning higher. They commenced to slop into the boat. "She'll go under, sure's you're born." says I. "If I can only keep her up till we get into shoal water.” "I seem to have acquired the cast away habit," says Van. "Once in that other boat of yours. Sol, and now in this one. I must swear off. This is getting monotonous." The swells run bigger ns we neared the point. The skiff was half full and the slopping and the motion stirred up the menagerie. Such squealing and squawking and flapping you never heard nor saw. Them hens was all over us and the pig underneath. We riz on a wave and begun to cap size. "Here we go!" I yelled. "Stand by!" Over we went. The hens had the best of us in a way—they could fly after a fashion. I wished I could. Lucky the water wa'n't more than waist deep. I plowed through the sand and undertow and got to the beach. Hart ley come next, toting the pig by one leg. The "dear" wriggled loose and headed for the pines, hurrahing like a sawmill. 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