Washington telegraph., 1849-03-28
From tie Boston MuSguna.
THE RESCUE.

quietly at her anchors inside Of Sandy
Hook.
We had a hard time of it, beating about
for eleven days off this coast, with cut
dng north-easters blowing, aad snow and
sleet falling for the most of the time =
Forward, the vessel was thickly coated
with ice, and it was hard work TO handle
her, as the rigging and sails weie suIf,
and yielded only when the strength Of the
men was eXerted to the utmost. When
at length we made port, all hands worn
down and exhausted, e could not have
held out two days longer without reliet
a bitter cold night, MIR. Larkin,
said to my mate, as | tarrled for a mo-
ment Oh deck to finish my cigar.
The worthy down-easter buttoned his
coat more tightly around him, looking Up
to the moon-and felt Of Es red nose be-
fore be replied
us whistler, captain, as We used to
say on the Kennebec. Nothing lives
comfortably out of blankets III such night
as this
The tide is running out swift and
strong; it will be we'll to keep "a sharp
lookout for this floating ice, Mr.. Larkin.'
'Ay, ay, sir, responded the mate, and
| went below.
Two hours afterwards, | was aroused
from a sound sleep, by the vigilant officer.
Excuse me for disturbing you, cap
tain, said he, as he detected an expression
of vexation on my face but I wish you
would turn cut and come on deck as soon
as possible
Why-what's the matter, Mr.. Larkin
why, sir, | have been watching a
cake of ice that swept by at a little dis
tance, moment ago | saw something
black upon it-somethng that thought
moved. The moons under a cloud, and
| could not see distinctly but | do be-
leve there's child floating out to sea, in
this freezing night, on that cake OF ice
We Were Oh deck before either spoke
another word The mate pointed out,
with no little difficulty the cake of ice
| floating of to leeward, aud its white gilt
terng surface was broken by q black spot
more [ could not make out.
Get me the glass, Mr.. Larkin-the
moon will be out of the cloud III mo-
meut, and then we can see distinctly
l kept my eye on the receding mass of
! ice, while the moon was slowly working
its way through a heavy bank Of clouds.
The mate stood by with the glass. When
the full light fell at last upon the water
with briIIiancy only known in our
northern latitudes, put the glass to my
eye. One glance was enough.
Forward, there y | shouted at the top
of my voice, and with one bound reach
ed the main hatch, and began to clear
away in the ships yawl.
Mr.. Larllin had received the glass from
my hand, to take a look for himself
My God he said in whisper, as he
set to work to aid me in getting out the
boat my God, there are two children
on that cake of ice!n
Two men answered my hail, and walk
ed lazily aft III an incredible short space
of time we launched the cutter, into
which MIR Larkln and myself jumped, fol-
lowed by the two men, who took the
oars. l rigged the tller. and the mate sat
beside me in the stern sheets.
DO you see that cake of ice with some
thing black upon it, lads p [ cried put
me alongside of that, and III give you
bottle ofrum each, tonight, and mouths
extra wages when you are paid off,
The men bent their oars, but their strokes
were uneven and feeble. They were used
up by the hard duty of the preceding fort
night, and though they did their best, the
boat made little more way than the tide
This was long chase-and Mr.. Larkin
who was suffering as he saw how little
we gained, cried out
Pull lads-I'll double the captains
prize two bottles of rum, and two
months pay. Pull, lads, for the love of
God, pull!
A convulsive effort of the oars told how
willing the men were to OBEY, but the
strength of ,he strong man was gone One
of the poor fellows washed US twice in
recovering his oar, and then gave out
the other was nearly as far gone. Mr..
Larkin sprang forward, and seized the
deserted oar.
Lay down in the bottom of the boat,
said he TO the man; and, captain, take
the other oar we must row for ourselves.
| took the second mans place Larkin
had stripped to his Guernsy shirt as he
pulled the bow, waited the signal stroke.
Tt came gently, but firm, and the next
moment we were pulling long, steady
stroke, gradually increasing in rapidity,
until the wood seemed to smoke in the
oar locks. Wekept time each by "A long,
deep breathing of the other Such pull.
We bent forward until our faces almost
touched our knees, and then throwing all
our strength into the packard movement,
until every inch Of the space covered by
the sweep had been gained. AT every
stroke the boat shot ahead like an arrow