pipe. He looked at

mind toba

an inveterate

an invet'

ng tobacco as long as we women have o

s wrinkling. "Mebbe I was behind the door when they was given out. But a pipeful o'

basket that Louise had noticed on a small stand under Jerry's cage. He drew from this a half-fashioned gray st

hat, an' doin' scrimshaw work, was 'bout all that kep' 'em from losing their minds on them long v'y'ges

Cap'n Am'zon was in the old bark Neptune's Daughter when she was ca

'zon says there ain't 'nough land at the south pole to make Marm Scudder's garden-and they say she didn't need more'n what her patchwor

This knitting. Cap'n Am'zon says that many's the t

ad to meet him

difference to you, Niece Louise. You feel right at home here-and so'll Cap'n Am'zon, thoug

n scarcely believe t

I ain't! As a boy-'hem!-Am'zon was always leadin' an' me follerin'. I kinder took after my

r Bravo. Hi-mighty trim and taut craft she was, from all account

sthumous child

me-in ev'ry way. When father died 'twas pretty average hard on mother," C

ise said,

here come a big storm in the spring-onexpected. Mother'd got a letter from Cap'n Josh-father he'd put out o' Newpor

e storm burst, and that he'd take the inside passage, the wind bein' what it was. Sh

edles twinkled the faster. "No. She knowed the schooner far's she could glim her. She watched t

to Toll o' Death Reef and busted up in an hour. Not a body ever was beached, for the c

ike all babies. Funny thing that. We all come into it makin' all kinds of a hullabaloo against a

slew of 'em detest it worse'n cats. Why, ye couldn't hire some o' these Cape Cod females to get into a boat. Their men for generations was drowned an

ain't been to the main but once't in fifteen years. That was when an off-shor

w water. But then a hoss an' buggy can splatter across't the breach. But it makes Marm

much int'rest you, I cal'late. I'll light a lamp an' show you up to your room. When Perr

ad not slept until the boat had rounded Point Judith. So she

middle of the room, covered with a blue-and-white coverlet, with sheets and pillow cases as white as foam. It could not

him as he handed her the lamp. "I believe

course!" he exclaimed.

you a better time tha

well,

lips to the storekeeper's weather-beaten cheek. Before she closed the d

ar for, although she heard doors open and

ful old place it is! And Uncle Abram-why, he's a dear! Daddy-prof was not half enthusiastic en

u and hung her negligee over the back of a chair. As she retie

nd time! Some fisherman's son, I su

p. Occasionally through the night she was roused by unfamiliar sounds. There was a fog coming

er trunks. Voices below in the living-room-gruff, yet subdued. Creaking footsteps on the stair; then Louise realized that they

still dark. But a glance at her watch assured Lou Gr

erfully, for even early rising c

ld her behind the thin panel of the door. "Don't

the girl sitting up in

er; Cap'n Am'zon's here and he'll take care of you till I get back. Betty Gallup'll be her

, Un

and the patter of the girl's feet on the matting. "Cap'n Am'zon knows of a

ed window. The fog had breathed upon the wires and clouded them. She

't take no wooden

d up the road and was q