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Sometimes he is seen paddling among the islands far down; sometimes seining a little, by methods invented by himself; sometimes carrying home an old gun and more or less loaded with ducks; sometimes his torch is seen far out in the dark, night-fishing; but few meet him face to face besides myself.
This trip, then the race, and maybe one more trip after the race, and we would be done seining. And so we drove things. Four gangs of four men each took corners in the waist. Each gang had two keelers yard square boxes, eight inches or so in depth, and set up on two or three barrels.
Sometimes they went seining at night in the river, and Peter never forgot the flaring torches, the lights dipping and glinting and sliding off brawny, half-naked figures and black faces, while the marshes were a black, long line against the sky, and the moon made a silver track upon the waters, and the salty smell of the sea filled one's nostrils.
I drew what money I had saved that summer out of my seining share two hundred and twenty-five dollars and bet it myself with one of the Withrow's crew that the Johnnie Duncan would beat the Withrow, whether the Johnnie was home to race or not. It was really betting against Withrow himself, who, it was said, was taking up every bet made by any of the Withrow's crew.
Robert H. Davis, editor of Munsey's, replies in this wise: "If you went out with a mosquito-net to catch a mess of minnows your story would read like Roman gladiators seining the Tigris for whales." Now, I am at a loss to know how to take that compliment.
But I didn't go back with him. I didn't think that I could do Maurice any good then, and I might be in the way if Clancy wanted to speak his mind out to anybody. I went home instead, where I expected to have troubles of my own, for I knew that my mother wouldn't like the idea of my going seining.
"Then go below and tell him, Joe tell him to mouse his pots and kettles, for with sail alow and sail aloft, with her helmsman lashed and her house awash, in a living gale and the devil's own sea, the Johnnie Duncan's going to the west'ard." And she certainly went. That trip ended seining for the Duncan that year. Everything went well with our friends, after we got home.
We fitted out as though for a Cape Shore seining trip, and that's what we were to do in case we missed the Flamingo or could not persuade her skipper or Maurice himself that he ought to leave her and come back on the Johnnie Duncan. It was Clancy who had the matter in charge. Indeed, it was only Clancy who knew what it was really all about.
Ha, Joey-boy?" and gave me a slap on the shoulder that sent me half-way to the break. That was all right, but I went aloft so I could see the rocks of Cape Ann a mite sooner. I was just beginning to discover that I had been almost homesick. We were high line of the seining fleet when we got home from the Southern cruise and we felt pretty proud of ourselves.
I asked Clancy about that part if there was not a chance that Maurice might not stay down the Cape shore way and let the race go. But he only laughed and said, "Lord Joey-boy, you've a lot to learn yet about Maurice in spite of your season's seining along with him." It was a Monday morning when Clancy and I reached Gloucester. The race was to be sailed on Friday of that same week.
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