The Harbor of Doubt is written by Frank Williams. A hundred years and more had the Grande Mignon fishermen gone out with net and handline and trawl; and for that length of time the millions in the sea had fed, clothed, and housed the thousand on the island. When prices had been good there were even luxuries,and history tells of men who, in one haul from a weir, have made their twenty-five thousand dollars in an hour.
The Wilderness Trail is written by Frank Williams. The young man ground his teeth helplessly, torn between the desire to throttle ugly old Fitzpatrick where he sat, or to turn on his heel, and walk out without another word. He did neither. Either would have been disastrous, as he well knew.