The New York herald., 1872-12-23

increased in fury, as the clouds became blacker
ana the SKY more threatening The wind 2, nowled ,e
gusts swept over their heads,
CHILLING THEIR BLOOD,
binding their eyes, and almost lifting them from
their feet despite their desperate Efforts TO the
contrary. IL passed through every fibre OF their
bodies; and when the blast had spent its orce they
had scarce strength enough to beat. Night came,
and they were wrapped In darkness. morning
dawned and no aid near. Another night-cease-
less working at the pumps-bitter gusts OF wind,
the roar OF the mighty ocean, unavailing prayers,
and stil no sail In sight. On the 3oth they made
the night OF December 1, when the gale increased
and the sea began to tear away the stern. What q
night It seemed as II all the powers Of SKY and
squali and the hailstones raned upon their heads.
The cutting sleet poured down and tore their faces
They thought they could not live, and still the
storm grew fercer and aercer.
IT FLUNG THE FOAAIN0 WAVES
se S up %
driven against each other by opposite currents,
and met In a wnirwind. II was horrid spectacle.
clouds. above them, as 1t seemed, were layers
upon layers OF sleet, and beds upon beds OF hail
and torrents OF yeasty water They saw dense ne
the bowling wind, as II it were bent TO scatter and
destroy them. There was lightning, and the deep,
round these clouds. The spray dashed to the
skies, and as the sea rose higher and higher the
watersspoa s eadyng mg6 6s1oong ioamng eapea
looked more like dream than like reality. There
was "A terrific peal but IL died away In q few
seconds, as IL the fury OF the elements
HAD C0WED THE THUNDER.
Silence, deep, gloomy silence; and now the hail
and seet and rain pour down In one mighty tor
rent, ana the raging sea-thc sea beiow-seems to
rise with still greater fury and meet this terrible
hood, and both mingle in one bonndlcss ocean OF
foam and mist, and cloud and vapOr and spray. and
hail and sleet, till the sky seems botted out and
the sea Is SWEPT away, and AL Is vast deluge.
There is no light and no darkness there is no shy
and no ocean; there is no horz0n--aIl s one lvid
chaos
The CLEAN OF the lightning bursts through this
comes from above, from beneath. The waves are
on nre, the sky IL on fire. Flames burst from the
clouds aud gstered on the spray. There is an clec
trio shock, which seems to come from the very
depth OF the ocean, ana the bil!ows toss madly to
and fro, az II wanting to vent their wrath. The
lightning nashes, but they still grow higher.
THE THUNDER SHAKES THEM
but they dash on, and 80 the elements battle TIL
morning dawns. Then the sun rises and sheds its
radiant glory upon the poor waits that are stiii
II was a ship no more. The tempest had washed
the galley overheard, crushed the boats ana gutted
the forecastle. The brave captain despaired not.
He had not had an hours sleep for week, and
him. and after unnumbered hours Of anguish and
weary watching and feversh waking OF the BRAN,
the Adriatc came to their rescue. "a sail q sail !"
the captain cried. 1--WE are saved" The noble
steamer came nearer the wreck. Life was again
bcaming before them
"sAvR OUR LivEs,n
the captain said calmly. The sturdy old sailor
could not show his emotion.
Then, as narrated, Captain Perry rescued Captain
Locke and his crew. They were kindly cared for
with Joy as they set foot again on the hospitaBle
shores OF America.