Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1875-01-22
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A STORM AT SEA. THE RESCUE.
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A terrible storm is sweeping along the
wild coast Of North Devonshire. The
plymouth life-boat is prepared to make
its way to foreign vessel. which, at
some distance from the land, is showing
signs Of dire distress The life-boat
crew is complete with the exception of
one man. Young Will Carcw, Dyn-
mouth fisher-lad and an expert sailor, is
offering to fill the vacant place. But
first he bends down gently to woman,
and it is his clear, brave voice that we
hear above the raging Of the storm.
The mother has been a widow only
six short months. Her husband was a
fisherman he put out one bright day
last Spring for the lasttime, in u small
fishing boat, upon delusivcly calm sea-
A sudden sqnall came on broken frag-
ments OF the boat were seen next morning
Oh the beach, but the fisherman returned
no more 10 home and love. And now
the son asks permission to brave the hor-
rors Of the sea, which his father found
so pitiless.
A fierce, passionste refusal rises to
the wonian's lips. But her sad eyes
move slowly toward the distressed vessel
She thinks Of the many loved lives in
jeopardy within it; thinks, with a sud-
den pang of agonized pity. of many dis
tant, dear homes in peril Of bereavement
she turns to the boy, and her voice is
calm and courageous as his own:
go my son, and may God Al
mighty 60 with you, and bring you
back safe to your mothers heart"
Hurriedly she leaves the beach, hur-
riedly seeks her desolate home. and
alone wrestles with the pain Of her old
sorrow and her new fear.
Morning dawns again. The storm
has spent itself SulenIy The waves are
tossing their naughty heads, but the
seas worse fnry is over at last. A gall
liant vessel has gone down upon the
waters. but the plymouth life-boat has
nobly fulfilled its noble task. and all
hands on board the vessel have been
saved
Why does young Will Carew lipger
in hesitation outside his mothers door
Bravest of the brave be has shown him
self throughout the night. Why does
be shrink from the proud welcome that
awaits him, from the heart nearest TO
his own?
Beside bin stands tall, worn man !;
man whom he has rescued from q
watery grave q man whose eyes full of
deep tenderness never leave his own.
Around the two tbrong plymouth VIII
layers many hands are thrust toward
the man in happy recognition.
"Who win dare to tell her p SO
speaks a voice well-nigh choked with
emotion.
II will.7 And VIII Carew makes
his way through the awe-struck crowd.
Another moment and be is in his moth
er's arms. He feels and knows for the
first time. the whole depth Of that won
drous maternal love, which love omnipo-
tent has chosen as its best earthly token
:. Mother, listen ! have tale for
your ears. May God teach me how to
tell it right One Of the men saved last
night was a plymouth fisherman" The
boys voice is soft and grave, but it is
evident that he steadics it with only
strong effort.
g A fearful storm had overtakcn him
upon the sea. one day not many months
ago lie was observed and saved by
foreign vessel The vessel was outward
bound. Away from home. from wife.
from kindred, the man was forced to
sail; and by wife and kindred be was
mourned as dead. He arrived at the
vessels destined port, only to set sail
again with the first ship bound for Eng
land Last night he found himself with
in site of home but wild storm was
raging on land and sea, and once more
the man stood face to face with a terrible
DEATH Help came in bis need; help,
God sent, God directed. And
The boy breaks down now. On bis
knees b. biz mothers feet, be clasps her