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SYNOPSIS. —14- - Humphrey Van Weyden, critic and dilet tante. finds himself aboard the sealing Hchponer Ghost, Captain Wolf I.arsen. bound to Japan waters. The captain makes him cabin boy "for the good of his soul.” The cockney cook, Mugridge. steals his money. Cooky is Jealous of Hump and hazes him. Wolf hazes a sea man and makes it the basis for a phil osophic discussion with Hump. Cooky and Hump whet knives at each other. Hump's Intimacy with Wolf Increases. Wolf sketches the story of his life, dis cusser the Bible and Omar, and Illus trates the instinctive love of life by chok !r.f Hump nearly to death. A carnival of brutality breaks loose In the ship. Wolf proves himself the master brute, is knock ed overboard and wlas clear in a fight in the forecastle. Hump dresses Wolf’s wounds and, despite Ills protest, is made mate on the hell-ship. Mr. Van Weyden tries to htam his duties as mate. Van Weyden proves by his conduct in a blow, with all hands out in the boats among the seal herd, that be has learned “to stand on his own legs.” Two men desert the vessel in one of the small boats. A young woman and four men, survivors of a steamer wreck, are rescued from a ■mall boat. The deserters are sighted, but Wolf stands away and leaves them to drown. Maude Brewster, the rescued girl, and Van Weyden find they know each other’s work They talk together of a world alien to Wolf. Maude sees Mugridge towed overside in a bowline to give him a bath. CHAPTER XIX—Continued. Mugridge pad heard the Kanaka’s warning cry and was screaming mad ly. I could see a black fin cutting the water and ‘making for him with greater swiftness than he was being pulled aboard. It was an even toss whether the shark or we would get him, and it was a matter of moments. When Mugridge was directly beneath us, the stern descended the slope of a passing wave, thus giving the advan tage to the shark. Wolf Larsen threw his strength into one tremendous jerk. The cockney's body left the water: bo did part of the shark's. Ho drew op his legs, and the man-eater s*emed no more than barely to touch ons foot, sinking back into the water with a splash. But at the moment of con- j tact Thomas Mugridge cried out. j Then he came in like a fresh-caught ' fish on a line, clearing the rail gen- i erously and striking the deck in a ! heap, on hands and knees, and rolling , over. But a fountain of blood was gush-! tug forth. The right foot was miss ing, amputated neatly at the ankle. I looked instantly to Maud Brewster. Her face was white, her eyes dilated with horror. She was gazing, not at Thomas Mugridge, but at Wolf Larsen. And he was aware of it, for he said, with one of his short laughs: "Man-play, Miss Brewster. Some what rougher, I warrant, than what you have been used to, but still—man play. The shark was not in the reck oning. It—” But at this juncture, Mugridge. who had lifted his head and ascertained the extent of his loss, floundered over on the deck and buried his teeth in Wolf Larsen's leg. Wolf Larsen stooped, coolly, to the cockney, and pressed with thumb and finger at the rear of the jaws and below the ears. The jaws opened with reluctance, and Wrolf Larsen stepped free. “As I was saying,” he wrent on, as though nothing unwonted had hap pened, "the shark was not in the reckoning. It was—ahem—shall we say Providence?” .. We walked to the break of the poop, i where she turned and faced me. I glanced around to see that no one was within hearing distance. “What is it?" I asked gently; but the expression of determination on her face did not relax. "I can readily understand," she be gan, "that this morning's affair was largely an accident; but I have been talking with Mr. Haskins. He tells mo that the day we were rescued, even while I was in the cabin, two men were drowned, deliberately drowned— murdered.” There was a query in her voice, and she faced me accusingly, as though I were guilty of the deed, or at least a party to it. "The information is quite correct,” I answered. "The two men were mur dered.” “And you permitted it!" she cried. “I was unable to prevent it, is a better way of phrasing it,” I replied, still gently. "But you tried to prevent it?” There was en emphasis on the “tried," and a pleading little note in her voice. “Oh, but you didn’t,” she hurried on, divining my answer. “But why didn’t you?” I shrugged my shoulders. "You "must remember. Miss Brewster, that you are a new inhabitant of this little world, and that you do not yet under stand the laws which operate within it. You bring with you certain fine conceptions of humanity, manhood, conduct, and such things; but here you find them misconceptions. I have found it so,” I added, with an invol untary sigh. She shook her head incredulously. "What would you advise, then?” I asked. “That I should take a knife, or a gun or an ax, and kill this man?” She half started back. “No, not that!” “Then what should I do? Kill my self?” “You speak in purely materialistic terms,” she objected. “There is such a thing as moral courage, and moral courage is never without effect.” “Ah,” I smiled, “you jfdvise me to kill neither him nor myself, but to let him kill me." I held up my hand as she was about to speak. "For mor al courage is a worthless asset on this little floating world. Leach, one of the men who were murdered, had moral courage to an unusual degree. So had the other man. Johnson. Not only did it not stand them in good stead, but it destroyed them. And so with me if I should exercise what little moral courage I may possess. “You must understand, Miss Brew ster. and understand clearly, that this man is a monster. He is without con science. Nothing is sacred to him, nothing is too terrible for him to do. It was due to his whim that I was de tained aboard in the first place. It is due to his whim that I am still alive, I do nothing, can do nothing, because I am a slave to this monster, as you are now a slave to him; because I de sire to live, as you will desire to live; because I cannot fight and overcome him, just as you will not be able to fight and overcome him.” She waited for me to go on. “Dispense with all the moral cour age you can,” I said briskly. “Don't arouse this man's animosity. Be quite friendly with him, talk with him, dis cuss literature and art with him—he is fond of such things. You will find him an interested listener and no fool. And for your own sake try to avoid I 9 '\y_-'WJ Wolf Larsen Had Separated From Lat imer and Was Coming Toward Us. witnessing, as much a3 you can, the brutalities of the ship. It will maka it easier for you to act your part.” "I am to lie,” she said in steady, rebellious tones, “by speech and ac tion to lie.” Wolf Larsen had separated from Latimer and was coming toward us. I was desperate. "Please, please understand me,” I said hurriedly, lowering my voice. “All your experience of men and things is worthless here. You have already managed me with your eyes, com manded me with them. But don’t try it on Wolf Larsen. You could as eas ily control a lion, while he would make a mock of you. He would— 1 have always been proud of the fact that I discovered him,” I said, turning the conversation as Wolf Larsen stepped on the poop and joined us. “The edi tors were afraid of him and the pub lishers would have none of him. But I knew, and his genius and my judg ment were vindicated when he made that magnificent hit with his ‘Forge.’ ” “And it wa3 a newspaper poem,” she said glibly. "It did happen to see the light in QUEER IDEAS ABOUT TEETH They Have Been Worshiped and Are Worn as Amulets—Some Other Superstitions. The mothers of Bretagne will not touch a baby’s gums, lest the teeth grow crooked. Teeth have often been, and to this day sometimes are, worn as amulets. Sharks’ teeth serve this purpose in Samoa. There was a tradition that from the time Chosroes, the Persian, carried off a piece of the true cross from Constantinople, the number of teeth in the mouths of men was reduced from thirty-two to twenty-three. It Is needless to say, however, that man kind Is usually provided with a full complement of thirty-five. Teeth have been worshiped, and. in fact, are venerated a3 relics, in borne religious shrines. Buddha's tcoth is preserved in a temple in In dia. and Singhalese worshiped the tooth of a monkey, while an elephant’B tooth and a shark’s tooth served a similar purpose among the Malabar islanders and the Tonga islanders, respectively. The period of teething being an anxious one in childhood, it is ex tremely important to have it over with. In the west of England a neck lace of beads made from peeny root was placed on the child's neck to as sist the operation, and one of amber beads was also thought to be power ful, either being considered a help; according to the complexion of the child, so were the different colored beads used. It was also said that the first teeth must not be thrown away when they fall out, for if any animal got such a trophy the next tooth would be like that of, the animal find ing the old one. Recruits. Recruiting posters in England are numerous and striking. One of them shows the black silhouettes of sol diers climbing a hill with bayonets at the ready. ‘ Don’t stand looking at this,” says the inscription, ‘‘but go out and help them.” One poster— clearly unofficial—was chalked on a glass "Blimey, when are you going?" a newspaper," I replied, "but not be cause the magazine editors had been denied a glimpse at It." "We were talking 0/ Harris,” I said to Wolf Larsen. “Oh. yes," he acknowledged. "I re member the ‘Forge.’ Filled with pret ty sentiments and an almighty faith in human Illusions. By, the way. Mr. Van Weyden, you'd better look In on Cooky. He’s complaining and restiess." Thus was I bluntly dismissed from : the poop, only to find Mugridge sleep ing soundly from the morphine I had given him. I made no haste to return on deck, and when I did I was grati fied to see Miss Brewster in animated conversation with Wolf Larsen. As I say. the sight gratified me. She was following my advice. And yet I was conscious of a slight shock or hurt in that she was able to do the thing I had begged her to do and which she had notably disliked. CHAPTER XX. Brave winds, blowing fair, swiftly drove the Ghost northward into the seal herd. The hunting was perilous; but the boats, lowered day after day, were swallowed up in the gray ob scurity, and were seen no more till nightfall, and often not till long after, when they would creep in like sea wraiths, one by one, out of the gray. Wainwright, the hunter whom Wolf Larsen had stolen with boat and men, took advantage of the veiled sea and escaped. He disappeared one morn ing in the encircling fog with his two men, and we never saw them again, though it was not many days when we learned that they had passed from schooner to schooner until they finally regained their own. I had read sea romances in my time, wherein figured, as a matter of course, the lone woman in the midst of a ship load of men; but I learned, now, that I had never comprehended the deeper significance of such a situation—the thing the writers harped upon and ex ploited so thoroughly. And here it was. now. and I was face to face with it. That it should be as vital as pos sible, it required no more than that the woman should be Maud Brewster, who now charmed me in person as she had long charmed me through her work. She was In striking contrast to Wolf Larsen. Each was nothing that the other was. everything that the other was not. I noted them walking the deck together one morning, and I likened them to the extreme ends of the human ladder of evolution—the one the culmination of all savagery, the other the finished product of the finest civilization. But this day, as I noted them pac ing up and down. I saw that it was she who terminated the walk. It was in his eyes that I saw the cause of her perturbation. Ordinarily gray and cold and harsh, they were now warm and soft and golden, and all adance with the tiny lights that dimmed and faded, or welled up till the full orbs were flooded with a glowing radiance. Perhaps it was to this that the golden color was due; but golden his eyes were, enticing and masterful, at the same time luring and compelling, and speaking a demand and clamor of the blood which no woman, much less Maud Brewster, could misunderstand. Her own terror rushed upon me, and in that moment of fear, the most terrible fear a man can experience, I knew that in inexpressible ways she was dear to me. The knowledge that I loved her rushed upon me with the terror, and with.both emotions grip ping at my Heart and causing my blood at the same time to chill and leap riotously, I felt myself drawn by a power without me and beyond me, and found my eyes returning against my will to ga*e into the eyes of Wolf Larsen. But he had recovered himself. The golden color and the dancing lights were gone. Cold and gray and glittering they were as he bowed brusquely and turned away. “I am afraid,” she whispered, with a shiver. "I am so afraid.” I, too, was afraid, and w’hat of my discovery of how much she meant to me my mind was in a turmoil; but 1 succeeded in answering quite calmly: “All will come right. Miss Brewster. Trust me, it will come right.” She answered with a grateful little smile that sent my heart pounding, and started to descend the companion stairs. For a long while I remained stand ing where she had left me. There was imperative need to adjust my self, to consider the significance of the changed aspect of things. It had come, at last, love had come, when I least expected it and under the most forbidding conditions. Of course, my philosophy had always recognized the j inevitableness of the love call sooner I or later; but long years of bookish silence had made me inattentive and unprepared. And now it had come! In what could have been no less than an ecstasy, I left my post at the head of the com pan ion way and started along the deck, murmuring to myself those beautiful lines of Mrs. Brown ' ing: I lived with vision! for my company Instead of rnen and women years ago. And found them gentle mates, nor thought to know A sweeter music than they played to me. But the sweeter music was playing in my ears, and 1 was blind and ob livious to all about me. The sharp voice of Wolf Larsen aroused me. “What the hell are you up to?” he was demanding. I had strayed forward where the sailors were painting, and I came to myself to And my advancing foot on the verge of overturning a paint pot. “Sleep-walking, sunstroke, what?" he barked. "No; indigestion,” I retorted, and continued my walk as if nothing u» toward had occurred. At the midday dinner, Wolf Larsen informed the hunters that they were to eat henceforth in the steerage. It was an unprecedented thing on sealing schooners, where it is the custom for the hunters to rank unofficially as of ficers. He gave no reason, but his mo ‘‘Anything to Say?” He Demanded Ag gressively. tive was obvious enough. Horner and Smoke had been displaying a gallantry toward Maud Brewster, ludicrous in it self and inoffensive to her, but to him evidently distasteful. The announcement was received with black silence, though the other four hunters glanced significantly at the two who had been the cause of their banishment. Jock Horner, quiet as was his way. gave no sign; but the blood surged darkly across Smoke’s forehead, and he half opened his mouth to speak. Wolf Larsen was watching him. waiting for him, the 3teely glitter in his eyes. "Anything to say?” he demanded ag gressively. It was a challenge, but Smoke re fused to accept it. “About what?” he asked, so inno cently that Wolf Larsen was discon certed, while the others smiled. “Oh. nothing,” Wolf Larsen said lamely. “I just thought you might want to register a “hick.” “About what?” asked the imperturb able Smoke. Smoke’s mates were now smiling broadly. His captain could have killed him.'and I doubt not that blood would have flowed had not Maud Brewster been present. For that matter, it was her presence which enabled Smoke to act as he did. He was too discreet ajd cautious a man to incur Larsen’s anger at a time when that anger could be expressed in terms stronger than words. 1 was in fear that a strug gle might take place, but a cry from the helmsman made it easy for the situation to save itself. "Smoke ho!” the cry came down the open companionway. “How’s it bear?” Wolf Larsen called UIJ. “Dead astern, sir.” "Maybe it’s a Russian,” suggested Latimer. His words brought anxiety into the faces of the other hunters. A Rus sian could mean but one thing—a cruiser. The hunters, never more than roughly aware of the position of the ship, nevertheless knew that we were close to the boundaries of the forbidden sea. while Wolf Larsen’s rec ord as a poacher was notorious. All eyes centered upon him. “We’re dead safe,” he assured them with a laugh. “No salt mines this time. Smoke. But I'll tell you what— I’ll lay odds of five to one it’s the Macedonia.” No one accepted his offer and he went on. “In which event, I’ll lay ten to one there’s trouble breezing up.” "No, thank you,” Latimer spoke up. “I don’t object to losing my money, but 1 like to get a run for 't, anyway. There never was a time when thero wasn’t trouble when you and that brother of yours got together, and I’ll lay twenty to one on that.” (TO BE CONTINUED.) In peace times the army of Amer ican tourists in London numbers 100,000. PLEA FOR INDUSTRIAL COURTS Tribunals First Created in France Have Accomplished Good, Accord v ing to This Writer. As long ago as 1806 France created industrial courts, and the example has been followed by Germany, Switzer land, Italy and Belgium, says George Creel in the Century. "A president, who represents the public, and an equal number of workers and em ployers sit as a jury rather than as a court. Lawyers are barred; the par ties to the dispute take turns relating grievance and defense, and in conse quence of this simplicity, 90 per cent of the cases are adjusted without for mal hearings. In event of threatened strikes or lockouts, the courts have the power to sit as boards of arbitra tion, and it is only in rare cases that satisfactory agreements are not reached.” Compare the simplicity of this pro cedure with the American method of frequent trials, frequent appeals, re versed decisions, remanded cases, court costa, lawyers’ fees aad months of delay, a gantlet that no poor man dares to run. The dollar out of which an alien Is cheated may mean to him the difference between a bed or a park bench and certainly his sense of in justice will not inspire him with re spect for democratic institutions. Measuring Moisture ir Wood. Experts in wood technology have perfected instruments that measure the amount of moisture in wood, and thus have given to lumbermen lnfor mation of the utmost value to them, since It has saved them many thou sands of dollars In freight charges. According to one writer 1,000 pounds of green lumber fresh from the saw and cut from green logs contains from four hundred to five hundred pounds of water. Nearly all fresh-cut wood is at least one-third water. Some woods contain twice as much water as others. Just Between Friends. Old Lady—“Stop fighting at once. Don't you know that you should for. give your enemies?” Boy—"He ain’t me enemy. 1 never seen him before." WOMEN HELP TOWNS TO CLEAN UP AND PAINT UP They Have Done Much to Make National Campaign for Civic Betterment Successful Everywhere. THE United States is entering up on an era of vastly improved liv ing conditions, both physical and moral, due almost entirely to the efforts of women workers in the Na tional “Clean Up and Paint Up" cam paign, according to Allen W. Clark, chairman of the national campaign bureau, in St. Louis. It is estimated that during 1915 more than a million women took part in the campaign for civic progress and human upiift which brightened the lives and homes of millions from Ban gor, Me., to San Diego. Cal. ‘The • growth and development of the na tional “Clean Up and Paint Up” cam paign, has been in leaps and bounds since its inauguration,” he said. Individual women, women's clubs and women's organizations of all kinds for civic and moral improvement have joined forces in this great work which reaches into practically every phase of life. Letters have poured in by the thousand at the bureau headquar ters from women inquiring how to start the work in their communities. Many of these indicated that the old fashioned “parlor" variety of woman civic worker was dying a sure and natural death, and that serious-minded women were coming to realize more and more every day the big work that is before them. Women Led the Way. “I don’t believe we realized the far reaching extent of the work we had undertaken until the women showed us,” said Mr. Clark. “The permanent features of the “Clean Up and Paint Up” idea were w’hal seemed to gain their immediate indorsement. Their old Idea of a spring housecleaning, which I believe, originated in New England, seems to have been dropped entirely, and the women's organiza tions of the New England states are among the very hardest workers for an all-year-round policy.” It would he an impossible task to name in person even a small percen tage of the women who have done ac tive and efficient work since the na tional bureau inaugurated its system in the spring of 1913. Some few of them, however, are such women as Mrs. Clarence Baxter of Kirksville, Mo., vice chairman of the civics de partment of the National Federation of Women’s clubs; Mrs. E. T. Sen seney, chairman of the pure food com mittee of the Consumers’ league of St. Louis; Mrs. W. R. Chivvis, president of the Missouri Federation of Wom en’s clubs; Mrs. Philip N. Moore of St. Louis, past president of the Na tional Federation of Women's clubs, and Mrs. Thomas Sherwin, chairman of the department of streets and al leys of the Women’s Municipal league of Boston. Much Work This Year. The work of the bureau as planned for this year will be more comprehen sive In its scope than before. It will include everything that will beautify, improve sanitation and tend to the health of the community. Some of the things to be done are the cleaning of streets, alley's, front and back yards, cellars and stables, removal of ashes, carting away of tin cans and all rub bish from vacant lots, burning or hauling away all garbage, filling in or doing away with breeding places ot mosquitoes, flies or disease germs, the planting and trimming of trees and hedges, planting of flowers, and the liberal use of paint on everything that needs it. In many instances last year the planning and superintending of the work has put entirely in the hands of some efficient women’s organization in the city or town. The files at the national “Clean Up and Paint Up” campaign headquarters in St. LouiB are full of records of ’ust such cases. Assistance in starting a campaign in any community in the United States will be given free of charge by the na tional bureau, Mr. Clark explained, upon receipt of a request from any woman or women’s organization. Aid can also be secured from Mrs. Clar ence Baxter, chairman of the Wom en’s committee of the national bureau, or from any of the other civic leaders constituting the bureau’s advisory committee. Be Perpetually at It. Mrs. Baxter and Mrs. Senseney are helping women’s clubs everywhere to accomplish in their towns what was accomplished in St. Louis last year. The women’s clubs conducted the en tire campaign in St. Louis, Boston and many smaller cities last year and in thousands of other places they are aiding the men effectively. The “open ing weeksi’ in many places will be only the beginning of perpetual “Clean Up and Paint Up” campaigns. “They will be of immense value,” wrote Mrs. Baxter recently, “in arousing civic consciousness in practical sanitation and conservation and in actual busi ness activity in the community. Many people spend hundreds of dollars fur nishing their homes and only an occa sional caller gets to admire them. A much smaller amount spent on a coat of paint for the exterior, a general cleaning up of the premises and a few flowers would give pleasure to thou sands of passers-by and their friends as well.” Both of these women are in daily correspondence with leading club women, in several thousand women’s clubs, in the effort to make the local “Clean Up and Paint Up” campaigns the foundation upon which to build and conduct various other community betterment activities in which serious minded club women everywhere are so interested. Newspapers Give Help. Editors of newspapers from coast to coast have taken up this work of the women and are aiding them in both the news and editorial columns and most of them are unanimous in declaring that the chief value of the work is that it aims at permanent re form and continued effort. Ministers are also aiding the women in their work by preaching appro priate sermons on civic cleanliness and kindred topics. The wife of one earnest, hard working clergyman in a southern town, in which the campaign was in progress, wrote in a letter to the national bureau that if more peo ple were as sincere in their religion as they are in this “Clean Up and Paint Up” movement the world would be a much better place in which to live. . v r CLEAN UP AND PAINT UP! FELLOW CITIZENS: Let us get together and make this town of ours the most healthful and most inviting in the State. To do this w‘e must organize our forces, map out our plans and get to work. Other cities and towns throughout the United States are finding the efforts along tfcese lines are bringing excellent results. If we would have a healthful town we must clear our attics, cellars, stables, sheds, yards, streets, alleys and vacant lots of trash, dirt, junk, filth, garbage, rags, cans, bottles and weeds. We must empty toilets, cover manure heaps, drain barn lots, fill up inudholes and slimy, ill-smelling ponds, open gutters, repair streets and burn rubbish. Then we must use soap and scrub brushes, brooms, rakes and shovels. We must throw lime freely about toilets and stables. Why? Because disease germs and genn-carning insects, especially flies and mos quitoes, breed in filth and spread typhoid and con sumption when they enter our living rooms, alight on our food, or bite us while we sleep. After the dirt is gone we must repair our buildings and fix our fences—and then lav on the paint! Paint everything that needs it, inside and out, for paint is the best known preservative and its brighten ing influence will make the dullest town in the world look spick and span. Of course when we buy paint and lime we put money into the paint-dealer’s and lime-dealer’s pockets. But if we get sick and die the doctor, drug gist, undertaker, sexton and tombstone man take our coin. 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