The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1870-10-08

stadt A. The ircafinn fof The FIT n rfD
tect me mouth N ne rivers utV4n which
the capital II All the Russias VS. h stand,
and ~pfstafine The dftwinr win he own
hand, he eft lts execution n 0na N hls
engineer officers while Ne returned " 81
Petersburg 20 push forward those sln1si
superhumsn works, which, A. She cost 0f
neatly half a million lives, have msfe II
what lila The eastern coasts Of the BAL
tic, formerly divided between Sweden
and Poland, had also fallen into Peter
hands almost t1 the walls Of Revel.
All this the skipper Of the the I" Fhsian
Nrow" knew little of Dutch cheese
found a market al Revel, narrow straits
had 10 be dreaded sand banks and sunken
bars made the passage perilous and Auke
understood that the masters eyes must
never be closed until sea ROOT became
plenty. Tho solstice weather too. grew
thick squslly winds knocked the old ship
uneasily about. Narrow channels kept
the sailor on the lookout And after sew.
eral days Of shifting gales and d~srkening
skies, Karl began TO get impatient.
scrambling n morning to the deck, he
found Auke as usual ct the helm
care we far from Revel, now ?" he In
quired Of the sturdy skipper.
"If the wind holds fair" replied Auke,
we shall make its harbor before noon.
Yonder Is the gulf way to leeward."
Karl could see nothing In the direction
indicated but q waste Of foslny waves, and
on the right q distant outline of high and
rocky coast. There wa q roaring sound
of wind and waters all about them, but
through II came the deep boom of an
alarm bell.
"There's a ship in distress" said Auke.
"Haus, take my glsss and try if you can
make her"
His mate, q gray.haired, but active and
fearless seaman, had scarcely raised the
glass, when he shouted "Captain, she'sa
fishing smack ashore on Divers Shoals,
and her crow are clinging to her rig
ging."
"Boys, we'll ave them" said Auke;
'tbe case may be our own"
cay, captain" replied Hans, but
should we lose this wind, who knows
when the 'Frisian Vrow will drop an.
choir"
"We shall miss the market, tool" cried
Karl. "Don't be a fool, Auke."
"This ship Is called sfter my good
mother" said. the young skipper, putting
about the helm. "Before I left home she
told me Gods work had sure wages, and
believe it. Boys, we'll save those poor
fellows"
"Well done, captain I" cried the crew
with cheers, and while Karl went below
to grumble at Auke's Ill luck the "Frisian
Vrow" bore down on the laundering YES
sci, and Auke Stralen, with four sailors,
were calamity rowing the ships only boat
through the breakers. The little bark
was fast on the sands. A heavy surf
broke over her. The crew-the master,
three seamen, and two boys, all Swedes
-clung to the spsrs and rigging of the
hopeless craft. They were all rescued,
wet, cold, and nearly fsmished, and taken
on board the "Frisian Vrow," thankful
for their preservation, but unable to speak
a word of Dutch. The skipper gave them
dry clothes and a breakfast, fastened to
look after his ship, which was already in
trouble. The wind had veered due west,
and there was no getting the right course.
tut S1llOIH tdGhtu buu ICCktu duu OiuACu
up, but the "Vrow" was utterly unman.
ageable against the gale, and there was
nothing but to run before 1t.
"Yes," grumbled Karl, 81 knew how II
would be. The market will be lost and
we shall all be shipwrecked."
But nobody was in the hunor to mind
his gloomy representations; besides, he
was not the only one upon whom fear
fell when the vessel went speeding at a
rate she had never sailed before, straight
up the Finnish gull.
Geographical knowledge was none Of
the clearest at that day. Karl had studied
the voyages of the Dutch traders. Revel
was to him the end of the world. Be.
yond these, cheese and gin would be of
no account. No wonder, then, that the
worthy man took refuge below, to medi.
tate over the fact that Auke Stralen was
his fathers son, and would never come to
anything but ruin. From this contem.
plation he rose toward evening. The
wind, though it still blew strong, was
steady, and the ship went bravely on.
The crew were manning the rigging. The
rescued Swedes gave a hand. Hans was
on the lookout, and Auke was at the helm.
They had just passed an island where
huge piles of stone were shaping into en-
brasures and walls, and where pennant
and bunting were flying from poles and
masts. Before them lay a swampy shore.
On the right was the mouth of q broad
river, into which the "Frisian Vrow" was
standing.
"Where are we now, Auke ?" asked
Karl, holding his breath,
"If l read the chart right" answered
Auke, "this must be the mouth of the
Neva."
81 never heard Of such place in my
life" rejoined Karl, 'nor any one who
Travelled there"
"May be. so" replied the skipper, 'but
there is a report that the Gar Of Russia
is building q town somewhere on the
river, and perhaps he will trade with u.s."
"Trade with usi" cried Karl che will
take our cargo and make us work on the
walls"
AT this moment Hans cried out from
the masthead:
"a town ahead, Captain, and a boat
putting Oft"
The Gar Peter was in the midst Of that
work which had been called the great en-
t%erprise Of the modern world. Fnns
and Cossscks, Calmucks and Swedes,
were at work by thousands. Piles were
sunk into the acres of dismal swamps.
Solid ground was formed here and there.
A bay was ~excavated On the west. Hall
a dozen small houses had been erected,
streets and squares were marked by lines
of timber driven into the mud. French
engineers, English carpenters, and Dutch
boat builders superintendent hordcs o.
wild Russians.
The Gar was in i'll humor. No bottom
had been found for the piles on which
the imperial palace was to rest, Bsc
news had come from the north. TIT
soldiers grumbled to lose their boards
Sweden was raising another army. Pete
the Great felt that all was growing bad
when into his quarters rushed an Englisl
ship carpenter with the news:
dPlease your Majesty, there Is a shil
standing up the river"
"Dunder und b~litzenl' sang out tn
rough Gar, with an oath that chung =
him to the last, SAY ye so? The captail
of that ship Is a hero. Get ont my barge
man her, call Menzikof, and we will rul
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