213

The Lighthouse 220

"It was a beautiful farm" 225

"Took up his bundle and went out the wide gate" 231

"He started up, thinking of the farm at home" 235

The Bags of Money 251

"Ran to get another bucket" 267

"With guns and swords and cutlasses" 272

"That was a signal for the _Industry_ to stop" 277

"It was a bigger flag than the first one" 280

"He took it up and looked, very carefully" 315

"The sloop was on her way" 319

"Many times had she been tied up at that wharf" 329

"At last the arm-chair was all done" 338

The Model of the _Industry_ 342

_The Sandman: His Sea Stories_

MORE STORIES OF THE BRIG "INDUSTRY"

THE SEPTEMBER-GALE STORY

Once upon a time there was a wide river that ran into the ocean, and
beside it was a little city. And in that city was a wharf where great
ships came from far countries. And a narrow road led down a very steep
hill to that wharf, and anybody that wanted to go to the wharf had to go
down the steep hill on the narrow road, for there wasn't any other way.
And because ships had come there for a great many years, and all the
sailors and all the captains and all the men who had business with the
ships had to go on that narrow road, the flagstones that made the
sidewalks were much worn. That was a great many years ago.

The river and the ocean are there yet, as they always have been and
always will be; and the city is there, but it is a different kind of a
city from what it used to be. And the wharf is slowly falling down, for
it is not used now; and the narrow road down the steep hill is all grown
up with weeds and grass.

Once, more than a hundred years ago, when ships still came to that
wharf, the brig _Industry_ came sailing into that river. For she was
one of the ships that used to come to that wharf, and she used to sail
from it to India and China, and she always brought back silks and cloth
of goats' hair and camels' hair shawls and sets of china an