Front matter
Reading edition
“I ain’t blamin’ her, nor never will”
CALEB WEST, MASTER DIVER BY F. HOPKINSON SMITH WITH ILLUSTRATIONS BY MALCOLM FRASER AND ARTHUR I. KELLER BOSTON AND NEW YORK HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN AND COMPANY The Riverside Press, Cambridge 1898
COPYRIGHT, 1897 AND 1898, BY HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN AND CO. COPYRIGHT, 1898, BY F. HOPKINSON SMITH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
CONTENTS
I. The Cape Ann Sloop II. A Morning’s Mail III. Captain Brandt at the Throttle IV. Among the Blackfish and Tomcods V. Aunty Bell’s Kitchen VI. A Little Dinner for Five VII. Betty’s First Patient VIII. The “Heave Ho” of Lonny Bowles IX. What the Butcher Saw X. Strains from Bock’s ’Cello XI. Captain Joe’s Telegram XII. Captain Joe’s Creed XIII. A Shanty Door XIV. Two Envelopes XV. A Narrow Path XVI. Under the Willows XVII. The Song of the Fire XVIII. The Equinoctial Gale XIX. From the Lantern Deck XX. At the Pines XXI. The Record of Nickles, the Cook XXII. After the Battle XXIII. A Broken Draw XXIV. The Swinging Gate XXV. Under the Pitiless Stars XXVI. Caleb Trims His Lights
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
“I ain’t blamin’ her, nor never will” “Swung back the gate with the gesture of a rollicking boy” “Helen ... in white muslin—not a jewel” “No, it’s my Betty” “What’s she but a chit of a child that don’t know no better” “Sanford ... raised her hand to his lips” “Thank God, Tony! Thank God!” “Victory is ours!” “The diver knelt in a passive, listless way” “Ain’t nothin’ to skeer ye, child”