"The trap's well set," said Skipper Tom, when Doctor Grenfell inquired concerning it. "The ice is keepin' clear, but I watches close."
"What are the signs of fish?" asked the Doctor.
"Fine!" said Skipper Tom. "The signs be wonderful fine."
"I hope you'll have a big year."
"There's a promise of un," Skipper Tom grinned happily. "The trap's sure to do fine for us."
But nobody knows from one day to another what will happen on The Labrador.
According to habit Skipper Tom was up bright and early on Sunday morning and went for a look at the trap. When presently he returned to join Doctor Grenfell at breakfast he was plainly worried.
"There's a berg driftin' down on the trap. We'll have to take her in," he announced.
"But 'tis Sunday," exclaimed his wife. "You'll never be workin' on Sunda
