Under the Great Bear

him; but the thought of his luggage, which he knew he could not get off in time, c

t his old classmate," remarked Mr. Gregg. "In fact, it

n the following day, he reached St. Johns and learned of the loss of the "Lavinia," with all on board, except those saved in the mate's boat, he was more perplexed than ever. C

asked Mr. Gregg, who was stopping at the same

en't a

It can't do us any harm, and might gain us a

ay it was a

e following telegram was sent to the presiden

ere all right. What sh

nswer cam

B. I. report. If in n

re to report upon its value. Now, it will be a pity if the old man doesn't get his information, which he isn't

o it myself," said

ed ashamed of himself for cutting you so dead yesterday, when he finds it out. He is bound to get into

e. "I don't care how soon he ge

chance, and want to help him if I can. So in the present case, I think we really ought to send in a report that will satisfy old Hepburn, and keep the boy solid with his employers. I shouldn't kno

as quite sharp enough to comprehen

ell Island. There they paid a hasty visit to the mine, which Mr. Gregg plausibly belittled and undervalued, until Thorpe really bega

remarked Mr. Gregg, gravely, as he glanced over the paper, "and the man who would have anyt

St. Johns addressed to Cabot Grant, and desiring him to return at once to New York. As the bank people wired back that they had no knowledge of any such person, Mr. Hepburn in reply requested them to keep a sharp lookout for a young man of that name

y man living, the exact status of the Bell Island iron mine, and had only

neer, whom they expected by every train. They also anxiously awaited the news that the Hepburn syndicate had withdrawn its offer

tants to discomfit the combined naval forces of two of the most powerful governments of the world. Moreover, he had become so interested in this excitin

was glad of a chance to view some more of that magnificent west coast scenery, and when the little schooner finally rounded South Head, and was pointed towards the massive

ed through a narrow passage into the land-locked basin of Pretty Harbour. On its furth

ows. There's Cola waving from one of them now. Bless her! She must have been watching, to sight us so quickly. Oh, I can't

the young skipper was sculling ashore in the dinghy, whi

the slender, merry-eyed girl for whom the schooner had been named. She unaffectedly held out a

etically, to Cabot, "there's been a great catch of lobsters, and if I can only get them

dren, goats, dogs, and pigs, that swarmed on all sides. At length they came to the neatly kept and comfortable-looking house, overlooking the whole, that White Baldwin called home. Here Cabot was presented to the sweet-faced i

nterest while Cabot told of the loss of the "Lav

ing you from that dreadful raft. I am confident, also, that you have been brought to this place for some

I am certain I should find much to enjoy in this delightful region. I feel, however, that I ought t

s no one to see but fisherfolk, who can talk of nothing but fish, and there isn't a thing to do but watch the boats go

Mrs. Baldwin to

binet of specimens," suggested Cabot, indicating, as he spoke, some

in gathering those things; but I don't know what ha

ome of them," said Cabot, "as I have

ht away, for I am almost certain that several of them cont

e mysteries of periods, ages, formations, series, and other profound geologic ter

come from

Did this come fr

il of t

place, or somewhere n

ot if you are going away in the morning

over long enough for that, and guess I won