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The only chap as was anyways disagreeable was this feller Turnbull, who was rated as bo'sun, and give charge of the starboard watch, actin' as a sort of second mate, ye see. Well, as I was sayin', everything went all right until we got to the s'uth'ard of the line.

He sailed about five hundred miles out of his way away to the eastward and s'uth'ard. There might be cruisers and cutters galore after him, he said they might put out from Halifax, or telegraph ahead you couldn't tell what they might do, he said, and so he sailed the Colleen out to sea. But we came across the Bay one dark night without side-lights, and reached Boston all right.

"The wind's veerin' t' the s'uth'ard," said the skipper, anxiously, while they put a double reef in the mainsail. "'Twill be a rough time across." "Hut! dad," Timmie answered. "Sure, you can make harbour." "Ecod!" Jacky added, with a grin. "You're the man t' do it, dad you're the man t' drive her!"

"Very little," answered Forsythe. "We were well to the s'uth'ard." "A slight stumble in good diction there, Mr. Forsythe," muttered the listening Denman. "Otherwise, very well carried out."

Going down to the sea, he walked thence up to the edge of the bush, gazing with the utmost intensity at the ground all the way, in the hope of discovering Cuffy's fresh footsteps; but none were to be seen. "Come," said he, "it's clear that you haven't gone to the s'uth'ard o' yer home; now, we'll have a look to the nor'ard." Here he was more successful.

"And heave the lead sure enough. And then?" "And then, if you find you're clear of the North Shoal, you put her to the s'uth'ard and west'ard till you're in onto the Bank." "S'uth'ard and west'ard that's the boy. Man, but I'll live to see you going to the Custom House and taking out your master's papers yet." "And can I join the Master Mariners then?"

The sudden change in his voice startled the girl so greatly that she uttered a slight shriek. It took her an appreciable time to understand that he was speaking to the man at the wheel. But the sailor knew what he meant. "Something's gone wrong with the wheel, sir," he bawled. "I wasn't certain at first, so I tried to put her over a bit to s'uth'ard. Then she jammed for sure."

Drear weather, treacherous promising grief and pain. Off shore, the schooners of the great fleet crept by day to the s'uth'ard, harbouring by night: taking quick advantage of the variable winds, as chance offered.

"You see, zur," said the skipper, gently, "he've wonderful pain, an' he've broke everything breakable that we got, an' we've got un locked in the fo'c's'le, an' " "Where's Wreck Cove?" "'Tis t' the s'uth'ard, zur," one of the men put in. "Some twelve miles beyond the Thirty Devils." The doctor opened the kitchen door and stepped out. There was no doubt about the weather. A dirty gale was blowing.

"Benjy, my boy," said he, one fine winter day, when the galaxy of stars, the full moon, and an unusually brilliant aurora, diffused a strong light over the undulations of Cup Valley, "I have a notion of taking a trip to the s'uth'ard soon." "Which s'uth'ard d'you think of going to, father?" asked the boy.

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