St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-01-01
few miles ahead could see several dark
columns rising out of the ocean and
REACHING THE CLOUDS.

few miles ahead could see several dark
columns rising out of the ocean and
REACHING THE CLOUDS.
knew at glance they were water
spouts, and that we were going dead
toward one of them as fast the ship
could carry Us. / rushed down to the
cabin and called the captains daughter.
AS l entered saw that the captain was
dead; his jaw hung, and his eyes had
fallen back into their sockets, while a
CLASSY stare greeted me from the I'M
closed IDS, and dozen or more big flies
DaZZed around him. told the girl cher
name was Dolores, by the way how mat
tiers stood, and we went immedi-
ately on deck. She took the wheel. and
L, with fhe aid of one fear-stricken
sailor who had managed to crawl up
from the fOrecastle, tried to put things
in order. Southwark we flew; the gale
increased about us and soon became
terrible. A deafening roar now greeted
our ears from the waterspOuts.
could see that we were approaching one
OF these terrible pillars of water, which
was some hundred or so feet in diane
ter. All our efforts to change our course
were In vain; we could not work the
rigging, and Dolores was beginning
to give mp at the wheel when
greatly to our establishment we
heard a loud whistle above the shriIl
sound OF the blast. In answer to this
whistle was not little Mortified to see
twenty or thirty men coming from the
forecastle. Then heard loud com
mand given and repeated. Quickly the
men sprang into the rigging and put the
sails into shape. L noticed. too, that two
sailors stood at the wheels, that the
spanish girl had fallen from her post
ha
hel beads again. On the quarterback
stood the captain giving his orders
knew that he was lying dead
below! On worked the ship. The
roar OF the WaterspOut was now directly
at one side, and it seemed as though we
were being smoked toward it, but we
were not, and we wore away from it,
and dashed up to the top of mountain
Gus sea, which is the last l remember
until one day opened my eyes in Nal
donado, Uruguay. Twas in the Quaran-
tlne hospital, and it was long time
before L remembered what | have al
ready told. l was informed that the
Santiago had been found by man-of-
war hundred miles at sea and brought
INTO port. When found she was ali in
ship shape. Her captain was still in bed.
dead as stone, and evidently had been
dead week. was found low with the
fever In berth. The captains daughter
was still alive, but also low with the
fever, as were four of the sailors and inv
first mate. All recovered but two of the
sailors, who were Spaniards, but we
were held as smugglers by the govern
ment, and it was not until / proved that
myself and first mate were Americans
taken from the burning Eastport that I
was set at liberty. 1t was this legal part
OF the story that has already been pub
lished
Il nave seen many storms at sea, and
some tight SqueeZeS, but never before
such as happened on that night when
the ghostly captain and the ghostly
crew took charge of the Santiago and
brought her out alive"
IF there was any doubt in my mind
about the authenticity of the story. ir
was done away with by the captains
daughter and two of the sailors L have
mentioned as among the survivors. They
also told the same story, and, though at
first l thought l might have dreamed
the events l have described while in the
delirium of fever, there is little chance
that all would have dreamed the same,
and l now believe the story truly, al.
though | cannot, of course, explain any
part of it."