Bobby of the Labrador

py. It still lacked two hours of mid-day, and already he had caught a skiffloa

on a rude table at the foot of the sloping rocks. Above her stood the little tent that was their summer home, and here and there the big sledg

, returned the jigger to the water, and, as he resumed the monotonous tighten

little way, where she now stood, shading her eyes with her right hand and gazing intently seaward.

ak!" (A boa

zon, a boat, rising and falling upon the swell. It carried no sail, and after careful scrutiny Abel's sharp eyes could discern n

man who sees it and boards it first. And should it be a trap boat he is indeed a fortuna

in adjusting his oars, and in pulling away toward the derelict w

fine big trap boats which they carried. Sometimes he had ventured to inquire how much salt fish they would accept in exchange for one. But he had never had enough fish, and

, propelled by a gentle breeze and an incoming tide, came a boat that would cost him no

hat he might turn about for a moment and feast his eyes upon his prospect

ceful, it had recently been painted, and, as it rose and fell with the swell, a varnished gunwale glistened in the sunlight. It was fully four fathoms and a half in l

e the derelict. Grasping its gunwale to steady himself, he was about to step aboard when, with an exclam

and the boat were spattered and smeared with blood. The man was dead. In the fixed, cold stare of his wi