The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1858-11-11

Pui PooO, ceecIcu Ills Udfk on tne way
before the fierce howling blast. +
Once, only once, he faltered, and
that was when the launch quivered a
moment on the crest of mighty surge
and the unwieldly boat went reeling
and plunging, standing almoston end,
down into the kissing vortex of the
liquid ravine. Then single quick cry
OF horror escaped the boys lips; but
the next moment Jenny crept up to bis
side and laid her hand upon his shoul-
der and spoke in low, soothing tone,
which almost instantly called back his
confidence, and elected from his lips O
cry of admiration for his sisters hero
ism. SO .ss,;1s- lisir
~" Don't be frightened, Willie," said
the little angel. Mother says that
God watches over the people that live
on the seas. And don't you remember,
brother, how often our dear mother
has told us that Jesus loves little chill
dren? If God watches us and Jesus
loves us we shall be- safe. So don't be
afraid"
Night-dark, wild and gloomy night
came on the world of waters; and Still
the terrible tornado ragged in all its fury
of wild lightning, rain and thunder /;
and there, in their frail, open boat, we
viii leave the hapless young voyagers
speeding on and away, right out into
the very heart of the Atlantic Ocean.
We bid them adieu and glance back to
their home-to their fond mother rem
dered desolate in heart, by the dread
calamity that had fallen upon her in the
loss of her children.
AT the moment when the children
first embarked, Mrs. Walton had
glanced out towards the cove, and, for
few moments watched them with
maternal pride as she saw them sail
ing on the quiet waters of the bay /;
and then some visitors called and she
forgot her children until just as the
storm came down, when a neighbor
rushed in with the heart-rending intel
ligence that the launch had been seen
only few minutes previously several
miles out at sea.
The first terrible shock almost kille d
her, but soon rallying her woman's
energy and mothers love, she rushed
from the house, regardless of the furi-
ous and Implying storm, aroused her
neighbors, and besought them with all
the eloquence called up by the anguish
of her riven heart, to preserve her lost
darlings from watery grave.
There was no vessel at Rockway or
Faulkner's Island, and to venture out
to sea in such a storm with such small
crafts as were along the shore, were
worse than madness, and immediate
dispatches were sent to New York, not
only to the owners of the ship COM
manded by Captain Walton, but to the
Pilots, and within an hour after the
news had reached the city, two of the
staunchest Pilot boats, manned by
extra picked crews of gallant souls
were under weigh and speeding on their
swift winged course in search Of the
ocean lost children.
Mrs. Walton herself hastened to the
city to urge, with her presence and in
fiuenc,, more prompt action; but the
vessels had been gone an hour when
she arrived, and so she repaired to the
house of Mr.. Alvin, the owner of the
ship her husband commanded, to await
the return of those who had so nobly
gone forth in that mad storm in search
of her three darlings.
Leaving her there in state of fe-
vered anxiety, hoping in the very teeth
of dispair, We too will go forth into the
wild yelling gale, to look upon a most
sublime and yet awful ocean picture
1t was an hour past midnight, dark
as the deepest gloomiest cells in the
inquisitorial dungeon, save when the
red winged lightning's vivid flash, lit
up the Cimmerian, blackness with a
glare rivaling in brightness that of the
noon day sun.
Some ninety miles to the eastward
of Sandy Hook, lay hove to, noble
ship inward bound, in one of the most
terrific gales that ever swept along the
northern coast of America. The gale
had set in just an hour before sundown
and ever since dark, the ship had been
hove to under the shortest possible
canvass, heading up south west, with
the gale comming in violent squalls out
of the northwest.
"Do you think there is any danger
to our ship, captain ?" inquired one of
the three passengers who stood near
the commander of the ship; partly
sheltered from the storm by the pro-
jecting roof of. the round house.
"Not the least, Mr.. Kinsley. You
are as safe as you would be at your
own house in New York. She is a
bran new ship, and l had no opportu-
nifty of trying her hove-to before; but
1 am perfectly satisfied with her be-
havior. In fact, l never saw any craft
conduct herself quite as well in hurri-
cane like this.
"'Tis terrible night, however, and
God help those who may chance to be
out in smaller craft than ours For
the last hour have been thinking of
my wife and children. My wife will
not sleep a wink tonight. She can
never sleep in storm like this when
l am not at home. / was cast away
once on the Long Island Shore, and
not half mile from home, in just such
gale, only it was from the south
west / would give a hundred dol
lars to be at home, only for my wife's
sake. But we must--my God, what
is that ga