Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1875-02-04
A Storm 1T -Spa-ihc Rescue

"Mother, you will let me go:"
A terrible storm is sweeping along the
wild coast of North Devonshire. The
Dynmon;h life boat is prepared to make
its way to u foreign vessel, whicl, at some
short distance from the land, is showing
signs Of dire distress. The Iife.boat crew
is complete, with the exception of one
man.. Young viii Carew, plymouth
fisher lad and an expert sailor, is Offering
to fill the vacant place. At first he bends
down gently to woman, who stands be-
side him on the drcary shore. and it is
his clear, brave voice that we hear above
the raging OF the storm.
"Mother, you will let me go?'
The mother has been a widow only six
short months. Her husband was fisher
man; he put out one bright day last
spring, for the last time in fishing boat,
upon de]usivcly calm sea. A sudden
squall came on broken fragments Of the
boat were seen next morning on the beach,
but the fisherman returned 70 more to
home and love. And now the son asks
permission to brave the horrors ofthe sea,
which his fat er found SO pitiless.
A fierce, passionate refusal rises to the
woman's lips. But her sad eyes moye
slowly toward the distressed vessel; she
thinks Of the many loved ones in jeopardy
within it, thinks, will, sudden pang OF
agonized pity, Of many distant, dea,
homes in peril Of bereavment; she turns
to the boy. and her voice is calm and
courageous as his own:
"Gr. my son. And may God Almighty
go with you, and bring you safe back tt
your mothers heart'
Hurrie.Ily she leaves the beach, hurri
edly seeks her des"late home, and alone
she wrestles with the pain of her old anj
her new fear.
Morning dawns again. The storm has
spent itself. Sullenly the waves are tos
sing their naughty heads, but the sea-:
worst fury is over at last. A gallant YES
SCI has gone down upon the waters, bu
the Dynmloqth |ife.boat has n"bly fulfill
ed its noble task, and all hands on boart
the vessel have hcen saved
Why does young Will Carew lingcr il
hesitation outside his mothers door
Bravest Of the brave he has shown him
self throughout the night, Why does Ii,
shrink from the proud welcome tha
awaits him, from the heart nearest to Iii
own? ....,...'
Beside him stands tall, worn man; E.
man whom lie has rescued from water,
grave; Il man whose eyes full Of tender
ness never leave his own. Around tn
two, 'throng Dynmouth villagers; many
hands are thrust toward the man in hap
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"Who will dare to tell iuer? So speak
q VOICE well nigh ,chokcd with emotion
II will" Aud Will Carew makes hi
way through the awe struck crowd. An
other moment and he is in his mother
arms. He feels and knows for the frs
time, t4e whole depth Of that wondrou
maternal love, which Love Omnipnten
has chosen rs its best earthly token
@Mother, listen. I have 4 tale for you
ears. May God teach me how to tell i
right. One Of the men saved last nigl,
was plymouth fisherman. The boy
voice is sntt and grave, but it is eviden
/ that he steadies it only with q strong e1
fort. .z
"a fearful storm had overtaken hin
upon the .ea, one day not many month
4 Iago. He was observed and saved by /
foreign vessel. The vessel was outwar