Under the Great Bear

hen the "Sea Bee" rounded Cape Ray and was headed up the west coast of Newfoundland. He had caught glimpses of lofty promontories and precipitous cliffs

stained a deep red, indicating the presence of iron, and everywhere it had been rent or shattered into a thousand fantastic forms. At short intervals the massive cliffs were wrenched apart to make room for narrow fiords, of unknown depth, that penetrated for miles i

of the "Sea Bee," or blackened by coal tar, darted with the grace and fearlessness of gulls, or rested a

rilous occupation. And he had plenty of time in which to acquire information, for so adverse were the winds that only by the utmost exertion did White Baldwin s

, and visit his home at Pretty Harbour. Much as Cabot wished to accept this invitation, he had declined it for the present, on the plea that he ough

find us at home, for there is no knowing w

as a pity he couldn't stay with them a while longer, seeing that he

m as he made his way through this crowd, wondering if he had time to purchase a ticket, and he glanced at it curiously. It was well filled, and heads were thrust from most of the car windows on that side. Through one window Cabot saw a quartette of men too busily engag

eyond hail, and was put back when her crew dis

g skipper, as Cabot again clambered abo

my mind at the last moment that I might just as well go wi

fully glad you did. We were feeling blu

"It were worse than a drop in the price of fish;

leave the old 'Bee' until I tried to do it. You said there was another stati

by a drive of a few hours from Pretty Harbour; and I'll c

and I'll let St. Johns

Cape St. George and up the coast past Port au Port to the exquisitely beautiful Bay of Islands, on

on whom he particularly liked. Walling, on the other hand, had boasted that the most popular fellow in the Institute had chosen above all things to take a trip around the world in his company, and was greatly put out by the receip

over. So he went to New York and made inquiries at the offices of the company acting as Cabot's guardian; but could only learn that the young man had left the

Grant on a trip around the world

Walling; "we a

id that was what he was about to do when he

where was she bou

only said he was

traightway engaged the services of a private detective. This man was instructed to ascertain for what port a certain Ca

Johns, and discover what he is doing. I might as well go there as anywhere else; and perhaps Grant will fin

d Truro, Nova Scotia, to Port Mulgrave, where he passed over the Strait of Canso to Cape Breton. Across that island his route lay through the Bras d'Or country to North Sidney, at which point he took steamer for Port aux Basques and the

nctively felt that the visit had something to do with his own trip to the island. He knew that Thorpe delighted to pry into the secrets of others; and also that he was of a vindictive nature, quick to take offence, and unscrupulous in

mpanions, named Gregg, spoke to him of Newfoundland's mineral w

ever before heard of Bell Island,

erican companies are trying to get control of them; but per

of Hepburn one of the interested p

Gregg, turning on him shar

ave every reason to believe that he has just sent an acquaintance of

an ex

ere classmates at a

so are a min

a

wfoundland to invest

in that line if I find a good opening. A

ineral lands myself. When we reach St. Johns I hope you will introduce me to your frie

d Thorpe. "At the same time I hope you won't mention having an

ked the other, with a meaning smile. "But it is h

d only been making some shrewd gues

hist when the train reached St. George's

ng at this crowd as i

is seat with an exclamation. At the same moment Ca

w him?" ask

as speaking to you about a