The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-11-28

"How far are we above water9"
"This rock goes down like wall forty
fathoms, sir''
"What depth of water at the foot9r
'Thirty foot or more"
Good. Have you plenty of light long
rope?"
''Much as you want, SIT; out let me tell
you, sir, yon can't live ten minutes down
there! Ia first wave will throw you or
ia rocks and dash you to pieces. PLENTY
OF US would put you down, sir, but you
can't swim if you get down."
DO you you know, old man, what snrt
swimming ISL I have dived through the
surf at Nukuheva."
God bless you, sir! thought no white
man could do the same"
While this conversation was going on
Jones was divesting himself o, all super.
f1uous clothing, and cutting out the
sleeves of his heavy pea jacket with his
pocket-knlte. This done. he passed some
light, strong rope through them. The
men watched him with eager interest.
and, seeing their inquisitive look, he
said:
"The thick sleeve will prevent the rope
cutting my body, you see."
Jay, ay, sir; l see now what you are
doing"
Now, men, I have only one request
Give me plenty of rope as fast as l draw
on you. When Iget ON board-you know
how to make cradle, supposed"
LAY, ay, sir; but how are you going
to reach the water2''
Sc | fn MIN
dived from the main yard of the Ajax be-
fore this. 1t was hi gh leap"
He passed the double coil of the rope
around his waist, examined it thoroughly
to see that there was plenty to start with,
and saving, Nov, friends, stand out of
the way and let me have clear start"
raised his bare head one moment toward
heaven, and taking a short run, leaped
as from the spring board Of a plunge
bath.
Such an anxious crowd as followed that
leap! Great numbers, in spite of the
dangerous wind, lay flat on their breasts
and watched him. He struck the water
at least twenty-five feet beyond the cliff,
and disappeared In its dark, foamy depth.
from the men on shore reached him, and
now he began in good earnest to put his
When he rose to the surface he saw ,ust
before him gigantic wave, but he had
time to breathe, and before it reached
him be Owed below its centre It broke
in passionate fury upon the rocks, but
Jones rose far beyond it. A mighty cheer
Pacific experience into practice.
Drawing continually on the men for
more rope-which they paid out with
deaIening cheers he met wave after wave
In the same manner, diving under them
ike an otter, and getting nearer to the
wreck with every wave, really advancing.
however, more below the water than
above it.
Suddenly the despairing men on board
heard n clear, hopeful voice:
Help at hand, captain; throw me q
buoy"
And in another minute or two Jones
was on the deck. and, the cheers from the
little steamer were echoed by the cheers
of the crowd on the land. There was not
moment to be lost; she was breaking
up fast; but it took but few minutes to
fasten strong cable TO the small rope
and draw it on board, and then second
cable, and the communication was COM
plete.
There is a lady here, SIR said the
captain. I'VE must rig up chair for
her she can never walk that dangerous
| rope"
But we have not moment to waste, or
we may be lost; is she very heavyl"
"A slight little thing alf a child
| sir
Bring her here
This was no time for ceremony. With
out u word, save few sentences of III
recuon ana encouragement. he took her
| under his left arm, aud steadving himself
with the upper cable, walked on the
| lower with his burden safely TO the shore
The crew rapidly followed, for III such
moments of extremity the soul masters
the body and all things become possible
| There W As plenty of help waiting for the
seaman, and the lady. her father and the
captain had been put IN the carriage OF
Bradoon, and driven rapidly to the hos
pital nall.
Jones, sa.id the confusion, disappeared
| he had picked up an oil-skin coat, and
when every one tured To thank their dc
AA'Si1t AkS vas -t4-I. AtV OAC .
the sailors said they believed him 10 be
zone OF the military guests by his rig
ginq," but the individuality of me hero
! troubled 10 one until the danger was
over. In an hour the steamer was driven
| on the rocks and went to pieces, and 1t
being hy this time quite dark, every one
went home.
The next day the hunting party return
&c from Gwvnns Hall, the storm having
compelled them 10 stop all night. anu 81
the dinner that evening the wreck and
the hero oft were the theme OF every
ones conversation.
Such rlacky fellow said Ensign
! Powell. Il wonder who he wasi Gwynne
says he was stranger; perhaps one
OF thar crowd staying at the bay"
perhaps" said Captain Marks, ut was
Jones"
20, Jones would be too afraid OF his
mother.
Jones msde little bow. and said
pleasantly. Perhaps il was Powell 81
which Powell Laughed. snd said, NO: il
he knew It,"
/ IN week the event hsd been pretty
we'll exhausted. especially as there was &c
be crest dinner and s ball at Braddon
sr,.I ali Tho g+-5-rr had ,r~-sos,o,a Tre