The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1886-12-25

seemed at once to get stronger and bet
ter
"Won't you have some2 Here, take
it; you may have it ALL" fell childish
voice on his car and looking down, he
saw Grace az his knee, holding up her
cake.
He seemed about to put his hand
on her head when Mrs How
land gently but quickly drew the child
away.
The man showed no emotion at this
action of the lady. 1t was natural
the mother shout deem there was CON
neutrality-suspicious. his touch; that
she should not have permitted him even
to lay mis- hand on the golden hair of the
child.
''You must never go nea- that bad
man again, said Mrs. Rowland.
'Why mamma, isn't he little good2
pve heard uncle-and he is a minister,
mamma-say that every one is a little
good"
''You have heard him say that the
worst person has some good quality, but
| differ with him. don't believe that
convict, who, l have learned from the
captain, was thief, house breaker and
drunkard for years, has a single good
| trait.n
Just as she spoke a heavy squall struck
the ship, hurting her down almost on
her beam ends, and driving her through
the water with everything humming
The wind blew with terrific force and
the vast ocean was yelled for miles by
the whirlDg, driving spray, which flew
like snow-hales all round the vessel,
shroHding her in q white mis-.
Suddenly there was a wild shrek from
Mrs. Rowland, as little Grace, who had
attempted to run into the cabin,
was literally blown to leeward into the
sea-
"My childl 0 God save my childW
screamed the DISTRACTED mother, whose
voice, however was nearly drowned by
the booming thunder Of wind and ocean,
the rafting Of canvass the Stating Of
sheets and ropes and the swash-
ing Kissing noise of the sweeping
spray
The sailors looked, with appalled,
faces, on the form of Grace as she was
borne along by the merciless waves. Not
one of them dared to venture over
board in that tempest, and as to lower
ing boat, it was simply impossi-
bic, as no boat could live in such a
storm.
"Save her. Will no one save my
child~ screamed Mrs. Rowland,
confronting the seamen with clasped
hands and frenzied. besoeching eyes.
They looked at each other, and not
one moved, for all felt that certain death
awaited the man who should plunge IN
that wrathful ocean. But Mark Mold
plunged overheard, and the mother
chung to a backstay, eagerly watching
for his temperance. But seeing moth
ing Of him, she bowed her head on
the rall, moaning and raving like ma
MAC.
Still ragged the storm and on tore the
ship further and further from the place
where the man and child had gone over
board. The seamen changed ominous
glanccs and shook their heads.
Soon the squall sweeping far away to
leeward, the ship righted, and the sun
cleaned from clear sky upon clearing
From the captain, who, having now
brought his ship to, with maintopsail
aback, had run aloft, a wild cry went
ringing to the heavens sending an cleo
trict thrill Of joy to the hearts of all on
deck.
81 see something two miles off the lee
quarter. God grant it be the man and
childl"
His boat was soon down with good
oarsmen in it-with Mrs. Rowland full
Of wild anxious hope in The stern
sheets.
Nearer to that distant speck drew the
boat.
There he isw cried the watohful