. St. Nicholas [serial] . d so young and smalland boyish in her gray cap and sweater, her hairplastered with the wet, and the rain running offher cheeks and chin—-or was it rain? He did nt smile, but she did—a faint, tremu-lous smile, while something took place behindthe captains keen eyes—who can say what?But he moved to one side, and Scottie walkedonto the boat and stood leaning heavily against;the Boys legs. A little later, when the Bonanza King waschugging her way through the rapids, the captainin his slicker passed through the warm, dry cabinand cast a look of interest at the three conten
. St. Nicholas [serial] . d so young and smalland boyish in her gray cap and sweater, her hairplastered with the wet, and the rain running offher cheeks and chin—-or was it rain? He did nt smile, but she did—a faint, tremu-lous smile, while something took place behindthe captains keen eyes—who can say what?But he moved to one side, and Scottie walkedonto the boat and stood leaning heavily against;the Boys legs. A little later, when the Bonanza King waschugging her way through the rapids, the captainin his slicker passed through the warm, dry cabinand cast a look of interest at the three contentedfaces and caught a fragment of conversation. And it was nt Waterloo, was it. Mother? No, certainly not Waterloo, said Motherthoughtfully regarding war-worn Scottie. Ilhas been a great and double victory. Not onl)did he overcome all material obstacles, but hiinatural fear as well. Scotties shifting eye proclaimed his self-consciousness; and when the Boy laughed happilyScotties lip responded with a flickering Si
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