The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1858-03-20

steward, take away this light how Otter
shall tell you never 10 leave naked ligh
anywhere You'll make me swear yet il
spite of anythidg can d0 10 avoid g. NJ,
brother came and took the light 30, one,
more, boots and all, ! bundled into bed
About midnight o terrible squall burst upon
the house, the window-hiuds slammed from
side TO sde, the rain rushed down in torrent.
and theNcry house rock cd 10 iis foundation
Full Of the idea thut was .ftil at Aca,
jumped out Of bed, and landed on all fours
over a chair There could be no mistake III
my Imagination, the brig had been 'hrovn
ON her beam ends, and the sea was making o
fair breach over heri ! thought heard the
mate too, calling the men all, to cut away the
maiumnst, the very last thing ! would think
Of doing. Determined TO countcImand the
made bold rush up the attic stairs 10 reach
the deck but Ia my progress a long.hnudlcd
rat-trap seized me by the heel Of my left boot
. and went cliukcty.clank as bounded up
A. the head Of the stairs was q llt sky-light,
through which the moon she'd her troubled
. ~
desperate dash al H. head on, like y bun at
gate, sent it frame and all into the back ward.
! was now IN the compauon-way and could
see the whole deck, and what a sight There
lay the brig on her camcnds, or nearly so,
for the roof Of the house was to me deck
she was pitching aud rolling IN the trough
Of the sea, but her masts Uhe chimncys) were
s'll standing. Steadyng myself as well as
could in the compaion-way, ! mustered
courage, and roared out ~ my usual style
Who's at the wheel? p 'JTm,' somebody an
swcred III was probably the crcaking Of the
window-blinds below. Very we'll Jim, ease
hcr as she pitches, and take care she don't
pitch you overheard. Mr.. Brown, Mr.. Brown
was my next hnlloo, and distinctly heard
him answer, 'Ay, ny, sir Send the men aft
at once, to clew the main,opsaiI up. DO you
hear me| Hear HI an old salt growlcd
out close to my Sar. who's that swearing
bring the Fcprobatc here and I'll skin him
alive. Did not tell you was going 10 do
all the swearing this passage myself? Ease
her, ease her, Jim said, turning to the may
at the wheel, for she pitched drcadfully. Mr..
Brown, Mr.. Brown beloved out u dozen
times, but no answer Mr.. Brown, for the
last time and hc---to you Il did not say il,
though felt mad enough to swear through
a mile Of biblcsl, answer If you don't come "
.Ay ay SIR fell family on nay car as II the
Apeaker weEe- ia the main sia,l
"liaising my eyes alol and changing my
position, ! was almost swept out Of the
companion way, by heavy sea, which came
laundering over the quarter, aud ,went the |
decks fore and an Gt wa s,he first ins,allmeut
Of an ovaianohc) and filed the cabin
Steward, steward turn out, YOU lazy tlubbcr, /
I was gong 10 Say1 rriioW, and shut the T
companion-way. Bring up my sowcsicr with |
YOU Turning my eyes again to the main
top, sung out Don't you cut n rope yarn,
Mr.. Brown, or I'll kill you by, by some.
thing, that's not swearing. Come down aud
get the main-topsail Of her."
Becoming reckless, turned my attention
again 10 the deck, and haloocd with all my
my might Men. lay an here. anil square
.he how'd y.zstsa ~. q sudden gust Of wind
swept the main-topsaif"H "HH& left nothing but
he naked yards Gt was no doubt an old
,hirt OF some other piece of linen, which had
been caught up by the gale and tossed across
he field Of vicw) Rendered desperate by
,aying all my orders neglected, made a bold
ush ON deck, and scrambled to reach the
Gather rail (thc ridge of the roof which !
fectcd with great difficulty but did not S
And ,r al.
rig was bottom up, and alone was upon
he keel. Appalled, with the disaster, could 1
ordly pray. Fora moment, was silent, Y
ut feeling the rat-tray still fast to my heel, !
cntured to cast glance at it, and thought :.
saw n man struggling to reach me Gt was !
n old red shirt which had become tangled d
18th the trap in the nttie.) My humanity I
'as aroused, but IN reaching out my hand to 7
id him, lost my halnnce, and heavy sea 4
rn oyalanche) sweeping over mej away L
ent overheard, heels uppcrmost into pile h
f sloshy snow in the back yard.
Here was a subject for painter an old ~
llt wrecked in a snow-pilc, with a red shirt r,
oisted on the handle of rat-trap for ci
gnal Of distress. How l struggled to the II
lrface | can't say, but in striking out, =,
utched clothes line stretched across the ii
ard, and hung on for dcA< lRS till got the it
ater out of my eyes. What change met u
y bewidered sight The brig was booming =,
ong under crowd Of canvas, and Vas al
wing usterni could see the light in her OF
bin windows. p'
%" Halloa, thOre !" shouted, 'hulloa on -, -,
'ck, there ! hullou, sbi9 ahoy, man over |.
'ard when up went one Of the Gaping nc
ndows, and my brother sung out: re
who's there ? What do you want p a. a.
" Want you son Of a." (no, daFsn't dc
'ear). What is there in swearing that ju
ak es il SO sMeeL To the tnaie of n srilnr i'm tr