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On this occasion he left the Lighthouse service, and went as a sailor in a vessel bound for America a step which, it is believed, he soon regretted, as, in the course of things, he would, in all probability, have accompanied Mr John Reid, the principal lightkeeper of the floating light, to the Bell Rock Lighthouse as his principal assistant.

When he 'phoned to the Lights using the depot 'phone the station agent had seemed to consider his calling a woman over the lighthouse wire great fun. The lightkeeper, so the agent said, was named Atkins, and was a savage woman-hater. He would not see a woman, much less speak to one; it was a standing joke in the neighborhood, Seth's hatred of females.

The lightkeeper hesitated. Then he obeyed orders by seating himself on an oil barrel lying on its side near the wall. The lantern he placed on the floor at his feet. Mrs. Bascom perched on one of the lower steps of the iron stairs. "Now," she said, "we've got to talk. Seth Bascom " Seth started violently. "What is it?" asked the lady. "Why did you jump like that? Nobody comin', is there?" "No.

Corkey, but I could have told you at the start that the administration, when it was confronted by the question whether or not it would give you anything, said; 'No! It will give you nothing. The administration said it would not appoint you lightkeeper at Ozaukee." "There hain't no light at Ozaukee," says Corkey. "That's what the administration said, too," replies Lockwin.

Instead she answered quite calmly. "I know it," she said. "You DO?" "Yes. You are 'Russ' Brooks, aren't you?" Russell Brooks, alias John Brown, dropped his cap again, but did not pick it up. He swallowed hard. "How on earth did you know that?" he asked as soon as he could say anything. "Oh, it was simple enough. I didn't really know; I only guessed. You weren't a real lightkeeper, that was plain.

But let's talk about yourself. You're lightkeeper here?" "I be, yes." "And these particular lights seem to be a good way from everywhere and everybody." "Five mile from Eastboro Center, sixteen from Denboro, and two from the nighest life savin' station. Why?" "Oh, just for instance. No neighbors, you said?" "Nary one." "I noticed a bungalow just across the brook here. It seems to be shut up.

The two of 'em ain't done nothin' but argue and row over diseases and imagination and medicines ever since Sophi got here. If they knew Seth was laid up, I honestly believe they'd drop picnic and everythin' and start fightin' over whether he was really sick or just thought he was. And I sort of figgered on havin' a quiet day off." Brown found the lightkeeper stretched on the bed in his room.

In a stormy and hazardous descent Tissandier, under the guidance of M. Duruof, landed with difficulty on the sea coast of France, when one of the first to render help was a lightkeeper of the Griz-nez lighthouse, who gave the information that on the other side of the hills, a few hundred yards from the spot where they had landed, was the tomb of Pilatre de Rozier, whose tragical death has been recorded in an early chapter.

"I guess 'tis; seems to be. Come on, and we'll eat." "I have eaten, thank you." "You have? Alone?" "Yes. That, too," with emphasis, "is a part of my business." The lightkeeper stared, grunted, and then went out of the room. He ate a lonely meal, not of the lobster he kept that for another occasion but one made up of cold scraps from the pantry.

That chuckle grated on the young man's nerves. "I'm not the assistant," he declared cheerfully. "You ain't? What are you then?" "Oh, just a helper. I don't get any wages. You've told me yourself, over and over, that I have no regular standing here. And, according to the government rules, those you've got posted in the kitchen, the lightkeeper is obliged to show visitors about.

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