The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-06-18

not seem very difficult; for we had not
yet studied any mathematics that includ-
ed projectiles, and did not know what
nice calculation it required to land that
ball on the top of our cliff. But the mas
ter knew; and just as the ball struck dead
against the front rocks he cried out, dis
appointedly, that it was as he had expect
They've lost their last chance! God
help them!''
"She is getting deeper in the water"
we cried, as the ship lunged under
heavy swell.
'"There's woman clinging to the rig
gingr'
It was Little Tins who shouted that.
We remembered it afterward; but lust
then we we were all scattered along the
margin of the cliff, watching the rope,
that had broker away from the ball and
was bufeting the waves. If we could
only get possession Of it, the safety Of all
ON tie ship would be secured. TWAS but
moment, and then saw some dark OBJ
jcct going down, down, down. The mas
ter shouted: "Good heavens! what has the
boy done!' And we were all in des-
perate confusion.
'.It's Little Tins Little Tims:'' as
we saw his pale, frightened face rise
above the enraged water and look up at
us an instant. # II aEss
OF what happened next all can recall
is that somehow we followed the master
down the jagged side of the cliff, and in
six or seven minutes seized Little Tins
from the swell that dashed him ashore,
gripping the rope with both hands and
! looking dead. Then VIC hurried with
him up to the fire, and ran about frantic
| ly for wood to feed the blaze and warm
his numb body. l remember that when
| we had drawn the strong hawser-rope to
| the land, and secured it taut around a
tree, the great, burly Captain crept
ashore on it, and fell down before Little
Tins, excitedly saying, two or three
times: ''God bless the boy! God bless
him. Then he rolled him to and fro on
| the ground, rubbed his feet and hands
madly, and, finally, throwing Off his coat,
| wrapped it about Little Tins and ran
with him in his arms all the way to the
school,
You may be sure that we followed and
gathered in that great kitchen before the
open fire, awestruck and scarcely daring
to breathe, while they were trying to
bring Little Tins back to life How
frightfully white and cold he looked!
1t seemed as if he never would grow
warm again, as though hours
had passed while we were wait
ing. The crew of the vessel all cot
ashore and came up to the school. the
doctor rode over from Seabright, and the
vessel on the rocks went down At last,
however, he opened his eyes.
"You are feeling better now, my boy?n
said the doctor, cheerfully.
''The rope, meant to get the rope he
said, looking at us as though he were
dreaming.
Eyes, yes, you did get it bravely,"
answered the big Captain. you have
saved us all.''
We boys waited to hear no more; but
rang the old school-bell for joy as it was
never rung before. And then we all
went on the playground and gave three
mighty cheers for Little Tims-Fcather-
stones hero.
And the city papers the next day!
What glorious account they had of it!
| Such storm, they said, had not been on
our coast for years. ThenI.a description
of the wreck was given, and an account
of our school. Little Tins name was
printed in full, and it was explained
that he leaped from the highest cliff
along the Cumberland shore, and swan
out for the rope. That when it was OBJ
tanned and drawn over the water the
sailors rugged basket on it, in which
the Captains wife and they, one after
another, were brought across safely to
the land.-F. B. Stanford, in N. Y. In
dependent. -