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I went to the track in the afternoon and threw out enough gold dust to paint our country home from cellar to attic but never a sardine showed. Frostbitten and suffocated by the odor of burning money I crept into a seat in the car and began to plan my finale. Presently an elbow poked me in the ribs and I looked into the smiling face of Bunch Jefferson.
In the early morning we saw the sardine boats coming in. They carry on the bow an apparatus with a number of jets connected with an acetylene plant, producing at night a most vivid light. The Bocchese is a born seaman, beginning at the age of twelve, and often going on till he is seventy.
"I feel that if I threw you a sardine," said Antony, with a smile, "you'd catch it in your mouth quite prettily." "It's awfully easy to be funny from where you are. How much longer have I got to go on doing this?" Antony looked at his watch. "About three hours. We must get back before daylight. But be quicker if you can, because it's rather cold for me sitting here."
"Yes, the bright day calls on me to come out." "Isn't it the memory of a bright face that calls on you?" "No. Well, I'll leave you." "Won't you sit down to a sardine?" "No. I'll stroll over to see old Jasper, and take cold pot-luck with him." Old Jasper, his wife and daughter were seated at the table when Lyman entered the dining room. "Just in time," the old fellow cried.
It seemed to him that all the stuff cast aside in scorn by the capital, the ordure and broken tubs, the old flower-pots and toothless combs, buttons and sardine tins, all the rubbish thrown aside and spurned by the city, was dignified and purified by contact with the soil.
The last to arrive was a little sardine, who apologised for being so late, but said she had hurt herself by knocking her head against an iron casket that lay in the bottom of the sea. The king ordered several of the largest and strongest of his subjects to take the little sardine as a guide, and bring him the iron casket.
In the middle depth of the waters of the lake, the sardine, the lobster, the kippered herring, the anchovy and other tinned varieties of fish disport themselves with evident gratification, while even lower in the pellucid depths the dog-fish, the hog-fish, the log-fish, and the sword-fish whirl about in never-ending circles. "Nor is Lake Owatawetness merely an Angler's Paradise.
I feel happier," said Kent as he threw away the empty sardine cans. "How are you, old lady?" Lydia swung her feet contentedly. "Fine! Let's start back. We'll be there by supper time, I'm sure we know the way now." Kent nodded, offered Lydia a stick of gum, took one himself, put a huge supply in his pocket and they were off. But alas for the vanity of amateur woods-craftsmen!
This was indeed a very different place from Higbee School, with its cottages and one small recitation hall. "Come on! You get out first, Greeny," commanded one girl. "You were the last sardine shoved into this awful box. Move; can't you?" Nancy rescued her bag from under their feet and staggered out of the door of the 'bus. The other girls piled after her.
The cow-boy is now gone to worlds invisible; the wind has blown away the white ashes of his camp-fires; but the empty sardine box lies rusting over the face of the Western earth.
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