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1 * • The Mate’s Mate By M GOLDSMITH (Copyright. 1117. W«oUr« K< ipor Uaioo.) Tho third day out of ^ort. and the oconn wbh nn cnlm aa a mUI pond. Not *o the heart of the flrni mate of the food BteaiiK r .Ocennlea. He had weathered many a hurrlmne, hut had never experienced auch an emotional Ktorm a a now swept over hU soul. The unconscious cause of it sat on deck near the bridge reading a novel—a bright, brown-haired maiden with rosy cheeks and an exuberance of spirits, an American rosebud who had been jtourlng In Europe and was now home ward hound. Mrs. Laird, her mother, 'who accompanied her, lay In her cabins seasick, and Irene, tiring of the stuffy ;alr amidships, had come on deck to breathe old Neptune’s osone. Spying the mate on the bridge, she ;nodded pleasantly. “Mr. Caldwell,” she .said, “you proaoised to take me ^through the engine room and show me ithe machinery.” “So I did,", he replied. “If you are 'ready, this will be as good a time as tiny.” Calling the second mate to take his place, he descended the ladder. Irene had risen, and placing her arm In Ms, they wended their way leisurely to the engine room. Truly she was a vision of lovetynefts and the mate's heart best as londly—so It seemed to him—as did the pulsating machinery. Next they turned their ateps toward the room where the dymamo whirred and sang as It turned out current for the ship’s Illumination. The mate ex plained In detail the delicate contriv ance. while Irene listened with evident Interest. "Thank you ever ao much. Mr. Cald well." the aald; *Tve enjoyed It huge ly. but I really moat tom In new. Will y«*J esrort me to the robin entrance?" He left her at the door and waa- j have gone to rertata for the trot time dmrlar the day "W# shall have a hoe day after alt," said the rmptato as he came no deck with his sextaot aod took observetlooa. He appeared ponied. "Good heaveoa. Caldwell," he exclaimed suddenly. "We ore out of the dome. Fully 40 miteg hr the northward. What do you sup pose Is the matterr *Tt must have been the hurricane of last night,” replied the mate, "or per- hape—" “Ship ahoy," cried the man on the lookout “Where?” shouted the captain. “Right ahead. She Is flying a signal of distress." The captain’s glass revealed a craft pot far off laboring heavily In the waves. In an hour the Oceanic caught up with the disabled ship. She proved to be the Dorothy, a sailing vessel which had bee& caught by the awful storm and was fast going to pieces. By this time the passengers of the Steamer had assembled on deck to wit ness the unwonted and exciting scene. Irene stood by the rail and gazed in fascinated wonder at the spectacle of a wreck in midocean. The hurricane had dismantled its victim, the vessel had sprung a leak, which was fast be coming larger and her sinking wife < only a matter of a few moments. The lifeboats had been washed away and the bulwarks were on a level with tlm sea. The crew, driven by the en croaching waters from the deck, had lashed themselves to whst remained of the masts and were helpless to avert their certain doom. With Infinite trouble and by dint of great personal risk and courage, the Oceanlca's boats were towered and piloted through the tempestuous waves to the sinking ship. Caldwell directed the operations with skill, and after each boat had received Ita allotment of rowers, he swung himself into one of them. Before cutting loose; how ever. he glanced up and Bought a face oa deck. Irene had watched him and waved her handkerchief encouraging ly. It was all he seeded. 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Next <Uj a aud'leo atonu Ira no farmed the oreoa lata u ctmaa of MBs I At ftsagth the IB Mfti wtM • »d valley* The aqua It rhangrd to • | massed the til fated PutUthf tempest which buffet ted the tog ship trumfiiTrl foam the Of—alma hauls •bout like a ouch. Irroe dragged her to the OcauulCU heeoetf. whefw tht t •elf «Wh ; It waa her ooly «w I vat lea l were met with Iasi arrtamatl— | rejwfiiug. BsiB—If tht | ship 1 while the avu iv* u lurrii asd ta s t’aldueU was the thwtoafl rally Tea dM weft* hi crlv* a / “May I Coma on tha Bridjer* from aea*irkn«‘»a. aud-hy holding on to th*- rnI•« and rope* she mnnngt'd to reach her chair near th«* bridge. Mat** ('aldat-IJ wa»* not long In dlm'overlng hrr, and gn-eted her cordially. “May I come on the bridge.” asked Irene wistfully. She felt timid In this ntdrl of elements. Caldwell hesitated. "You may come tip if you like.” he said, “hut only ion a minute.” He helped her up the eteep fdeps, holding her hand longer than necessity re quired, and showed her how to steady against the rail. “Please, sir,” said the man at the wheel; “there’s something the matter with the needle.” Indeed the compass showed unmis takable sliyis of perturbation as Irene passed it. ^Caldwell left the girl’s side and looked at the box. The needle was calmly pointing ahead without a tre mor. “The wind must have affected your vision, Brown,” he said and resumed his place near Ms fair edmpanlou. The allotted ten minutes lengthened to an hour and a quarter. “I must go,” she said at length. “Mother has not had her breakfast yet. She may be waiting for me.” He helped her down and as far as the cabin door, after which he re turned to the bridge in a delightful revCHe. ‘There Is something wrong with the compass, sir,” again aald the pilot timidly. "As yoo lafl ttou bridge with the young lady, the aeedle made a complete d tde." CShf veil * I?, but evuto tforoieary T# toitutf thsryty at Ms Up. Ha I am —I mtef for (huff — the of —ip—I. I * —fti the raptatow *1 I by what tf—gfor ff— wummi is §» ss Mr i I luff we kepi — ear < Dufuthy. sad dm— paar Mtowu < mnm be at tbe batfam *f foe a—.* •Ifbf Hamwwae. Tbe urfoff w— fog aortb. sad could aat bate btowu wUr« to tbr aaetbue*t. Tbcf* be auaeibiag wruag with tbe etcerfog I gear." "I bsve It." cried OBffwiff. HtWUOl I —M tbts mn—fog Hmt Hto I •fratic. Perhaps that ta tbe cause «f ; The captain made a rush for the bridge, followed by tbe mate. The needle wa* normal. "Who was up here this morning with ( Brown?" “I.” said Caldwell. “Anyone else?” “Yes. Miss Laird,” replied the mate reluctantly. i ”Oh.” said the captain, as he hMikisi J at the mate searchlngly. ✓ “You know that such a thing Is against orders. Well, 1 won’t seold you after what you have Just gope through. Will you please come up again. Miss Laird?’ “Oh, yes, with pleasure.” She climbed up the ladder. No sooner had she - reached the bridge before the needle again trem- 1 bled In her direction. “What a strange phenomenon,” cried the captain, astounded. “Are you mag netic, Miss Laird.” “Not that I know of.” “Wait a minute!” cried Caldwell. “Do you wear steel in your 'corsets. Miss Laird?” • Irene blushed and looked troubled. “That’s a strange question to ask a- lady,” she said. “Never mind the unconventionality of the question. Answer me.” “Yea.” “Then the mystery is solved. Yester day I took Ireno, Miss Laird, I mean, into the dynamo house. The current probably magnetized her corsets and they In turn affected the needle.” “And lucky thing it was," laughed the captain. “But for that magnetisa tion. these po*r fellows would now b* In their watery grave. 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