The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1883-08-16

care and sorrow.
Last winter Mr.. Jordan was sick with
sciatica, and for many weeks unable to
move. He sent to the mainland and
hired n man to come and look after the
cattle and sheep, but this man was not
Willy, by any means, and Mrs. Jordan
and Jenny were unusually happy when
April came and Willy was home again.
The first day of Mayr.Jenny ran 10 the
we'll for water The wind was blowing
very fresh, and as she pulled up the
bucket she noticed how very rough the
water was on all sides of the island.
She wondered, half idly, if her own little
boat down at the north cove was Sc
curely mOOred; if the young lambs who
came into the world only the night be-
fore wouldn't get a chill; and,abOye all,
why the gulls screamed so much louder
than usual. Hank! surely that was not
the scream of a gull. That was a human
voice shouting: 80 Help! help She
rushed toward the north shore hatless,
eOatless, with her long hair, which her
violent motion leosened, streaming in
the wind.
As he passed the house Mrs. Jordan,
with a face like that of a dead woman,
locked out Of she door and pointed to
the cove. Once more she heard that
agonized cry, and then the truth broke
upon her. 1t was Willy; and gaining
the height of land at this moment she
saw, quite a long distance out, his over
turned boat. At the same instant she
heard Mr.. Jordan shouting through his
window: ''Hold on, Willy, Jenny is
coTningi' Poor Mr.. Jordan, so disabled
was he that it was only after repeated
attempts, and in spite of the severest
/ pain, that he got.to the window; and he
7 had not, as be afterwards owned, the
faintest hope that the girl in that sea,
could get her boat off, much less out, in
4 time to save Willy, whom he could see,
although she could not, struggling in
/ the water. But Jenny had no misgiv-
! ings. Yes; am coming, Willy; hold
oni'' she shouted. But, to her dismay,
4 her own little boat, with its slender oars
which she could use as deity rs she
could sewing machine was adrift, and
worse than that, Willy had taken the
koars belonging to the old dOry, still at
L its noOrings, to 90 out in his boat to
/ which, upside down, she could now see
\ him -elihginS. No oars were left but
/ the heavy ones used in the great sail
1 boat. She had no time wherein to
| think how much more difficult her
/ task would be on account of these
\ facts, hut quick as q flash unshipped
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Eoars So-ligh ran the waves, aud so
I terribly was the wind. blowingS THAI
!. both Mr.. and Mrs Jordan, whoswere
kwatehing her thought. ftlfeE boat kaatfiE
/ fiji, and thus they would lose both their.
ehifdren. But she was as cool aS-if she
I had been merely out for pleasure row.
4 and managed her clumsy craft 50
adrOity that she took in very little
I water, although She was drenched to
/ the sBiu,-by the flying spray Once
only, she told them afterward, she
nearly gave out. A mountainous wave
threatened instant destruction. and she
lost sight of Willy, whom, from the
moment of starting, she had kept IN
sight. The great, unwieldy oars
seemed to mock her utmost strength,
and she did not know but she was faint
| ing, perhaps even dying.
but it was only a second, - and She
said; Il heard this ringing in my ears:
They did everything for you, now you
save Willy"
And she did save him. His last con
sciOus moment was spent IN getting
into her boat, where he lay like one
dead, unable to help her in what was
almost as dangerous as getting out
getting back. + ortunately, the hired
man, who had been shooting on the sea-
side of the island, appeared in time to
assist her in making . landing and in
carrying Willy TO the house. 1t was
half day before he was able 20 speak
but they knew the first time he opened
his eyes that he was fully aware who
saved him,
NJ He soon told them that going out to
take up his lobster pots. he piled so
many, On-rhis boat that their weight,
combined with the rough sea, over
n Likemahy sea~farmg.pe6ple. he could
not swim n stroke, and il. the lobster
pots had not been anchored by what is
called a kedger,' which he had not
pulled up he would have given himself
up for lost. But the boat was SO en-
tangled with the lobster pots that the
kedger kept it from drifting atonce
Out-Of reach, and he held on.
l. When they asked him If he thought
Jenny would reach him in time, he
said. Il hadn't doubt but she would.
4 He had a rheumatic fever, spite of
all his courage. and they had to send to
the maiR-land for physician. They
told him the story, and we think he
3 must have written the Humane Society,
for one day when Jenny went to Seal
y Harbor for he mail she was amazed,
beyond words, as a nice little box was
banded her by her old friend, the H0l-
den boy, which contained the beautiful
silver medal the society bestOws for
such acts of noble self-forgetfulness.
denny likes TO look at the medal, but
says: OF course l do not deserve ii,
for / never could have looked my Aunt
Mary Jordan in the face if / had not
saved Willy. - VIDE -A1Cd5e.