Weekly Trinity journal., 1878-04-13

The men watched him with eager in
terest. and, seeing their inquisitive looks,
he said
The thick sleeves will prevent the
rope cutting my body, you see"
"Ay, ay, sir: see now what you are
doing"
Now, men, have only one request.
Gtoe me plenty Of rope as fast as /
draw on you. When get on board,
you know how to make cradle, sup
pose :"
"Ay, ay, sir but how are you going
to reach the water?"
am going to plunge down. l have
dived from the main yard of the Ajax
before this. 1t was as high a lesp."
He passed double coil of the rope
round his waist, examined it thoroughly
to see that there was plenty to start with
and saying, "now, friends, stand out of
the way, and let me have clear start"
he raised his bare head one moment to-
ward heaven, and, taking short run,
leaped, as from the springbosrd of a
plunge bath.
Such an anxious crowd as followed
that leap Great numbers, in spite of the
dangerous wind, lay fiat on their breasts
and watched him. He struck the water
at least twenty five feet beyond the cliff,
and disappeared in its dark, foamy
depths.
When he rose to tho surface he saw
just before him gigantic wave, but he
had time to breathe, and before it reach
ed him hs dived below its center. 1t
broke in passionate fury upon the rocks,
but Jones rose far beyond it. A mighty
cheer from the mon on shore reached
him, and no now began in good earnest
to put his Pacific experience into prsc-
tice.
Drawing continually on the men for
more rope-which they paid out with
deafenng cheers--he met wave after
wave IN the same manner, diving under
them like an otter, and getting nearer to
tho wreck with every wave, really Ad
vnncing, however, more below the water
than above il.
Suddenly the despairing men on board
heard a clear, hopeful voice:
Hop at hand, Captain Throw me a
buoyw
And in another minute or two Jones
WAS on the deck, and the cheers OF the
little steamer we're echoed by the cheers
not moment to be lost she was break
ing up tast ; but it took but few min
utes to fasten strong cable to the small
rope and draw it on board, and then n
second cable, and tho communication was
complete.
"Thore isa lady here, sir" said the
Captain. We must rig up chair for
her she can mover walk that dangerous
road"
But we have not a moment to waste,
or we may all be lost. Is she very
heavy ?"
"A slight little thing half a child,
sir"
" Bring her horo."
This was no time for ceremony with.
out word, save few sentences OF di-
rection and encouragement. he took her
under his left arm, and steadying him
self by the upper cable, walked on the
lower with his burden safely to the shore.
The crew rapidly followed, for in such
moments Of extremity tho soul masters
the body, and all things become possible
There was plenty OF help waiting for
the half-dead seamen and the lady, her
father, and the Captain, had been put in
the carriage Of Braddon, and driven rap.
idly TO his hospital hall. Jones, amid
the confusion, disappeared he had pick
cd up an oil skin coat and cap, and when
every one turned 20 thank their deliverer
he was gone. No one knew him the
sailors said they believed him to be :" one
OF the military gents, by his rigging"
but the individuality Of tho hero had
troubled no ono until the danger was ov-
or. In an hour the steamer was driven
on the rocks, and went to pieces and, II
being by this time quite dark, every one
went home.
The next day the hunting party return
ed from Gwynne Hall, the storm having
compelled them to stop all night, and at
dinner that evening the wreck and the
hero Of it were tho theme Of every ones
conversation.
"Such plucky fellow" sad Ensign
Powell. 81 wonder who he was
Gwynne says he was stranger, perhaps
one Of that crowd staying at the abbey"
Perhaps" says Capt. Marks, sit
was Jones'"
80, Jones would be 100 afraid Of his
mother"
Jones made little satiricle bow, and
said pleasantly Perhaps it was Pow
ell !" at which Powell laughed and said
mot if he knew it,"
In week the event had been pretty
we'll exhausted F; especially as there was
to be great dinner and ball at Braddon,
and all the officers had invitations. This
ball had a peclliar interest, for the young
lady who had been saved from the wreck
would be present, and rumors Of her rich
es and beauty had been rite fer several
days. II was said the littls steamer was
her fathers private yacht, and that he
was a man Of rank and influence.
Jones said ha should not go to the din
ner, as either he or Saville must remain
for evening drill, and that Ssvlle loved
good dinner, while he cared very little
about it. Sayile could return in time to