The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-06-17
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topsaiis set, and the shaver headed little
west Of north, with the wind abeam, a
course that took her along the east end
of the island and at right angle to the
course steered BY the brig.
"We padded TO the shore as fast as we
could, and had just reached the beach
and turned to have look at the chase,
when what should we see but the brig,
which had now come quite near, headed
up into the wind.
Her yards were alive with men, and
what but moment before had been a
beautiful, trim pile of canvas from deck
to trucks was now a mass of Tapping
sails and flying cordage. EVERYTHING had
been clewed up and let go, and the crew
were trying to hand the sails, though
they Topped so loud that they sounded
Like velley of muskets to US on shore.
II looked over to the schooner, but she
was holding on to everything, though
she keeled over so far that her lee rail
was under water, and her crew were
hanging on the weather rigging and fife
rails like SO many flies on ceiling.
The wind now began to come in gusts
and the air grew cold, and it chilled me
as the fog used to do in London. There
was a dash Of rain, and it got so thick
that we could not see either vessel.
There was a flash, then a crash of
thunder, and it ightened for moment.
Then we saw that the SLAYER had taken
in his flying jib, his topgallant sail, and
his gaff topsail and was settling away
his topsail, and a crowd of men were
crawling UP the ratlines to reef it, though
how they could expect to hand the sail
in such gale could not understand.
1.-THE brig, under close reef topsails,
was standing away from the island and
steering nearly south. Her yards were
squared, and then / saw that the wind
had shifted round to the north'ard and
that the SLAYER was close hauled and dip
ping her bow under so that it seemed as
if she must be buried every plunge she
made.
"Then came another squall of wind and
rain, and the air grew almost as black as
night.
"'The wind is heading him off, my
father cried, placing his voice close to my
ear. He will never get past the rocks
again there was fash that almost
blinded US, crash that seemed as if the
world had come to an end. Then the
air lighted up SO that we could see the
poor Clelise. Her mainmast was gone
and had carried with it the foretopmast.
l thought could see the men that had
been on the topsail yard struggling with
the wreckage to leewapd, but there was
little time to think of them. The craft
was not a ships length from the sail
rocks, and headed right between them.
"a great sea came rushing toward her.
Oil 1 shut my eyes. There was crash
that we heard above the roar Of the
storm.
There was another volley of wind, of
rain, of light, of thunder. Then it cleared
again. The wind blew a steady gale,
and the rain fell more regularly. We
could see the rocks and the ocean, but
that was all. The Shaver had disappeared
and the brig was not in sight.
1.-THE gale continued until the sun
went down, but with the rising of the
moon, which was at its full, it subsidized,
and by o'clock in the evening the sky
was as clear and the stars shone out as
steady and bright as If all the world was
at peace and all its people happy.
1.-The storm had done much damage
had been blown down, number of the
canoes had been dashed to pieces on the
beach, and many of our finest cocoanut
trees were lying upon the ground.
"All that night cur people spent in 60
ing back and forth upon the beach, and
many terrible sight they saw. With
the food tide, which began TO turn lit
tie before midnight. the bodies of the
black people and of the sIaver's crew
came floating In with the wreckage OF
the vessel We looked for some signs of
life among them, but all in vain.
About o'clock in the morning one of
our people found the body of the cap
tain. His heart still beat and he breath
ed family, but he died before we got
him upon the beach. He had a fright
sui cash in his forehead and both legs
were broken.
Just after the finding of the captain
1 came across the body of woman with
a baby in her arms. The little thing had
its face against her breast, and when
felt it ] found that it was warm. took
it up and gave it to my wife, who car
ried it to our hut. She rubbed it and
held it by the fire and in few moments
it gave a low moan, then opened its eyes
and began TO cry.
my wife and took good care of the
little thing; 1T was boy, and we brought
it up. You saw him on board your ship
this morning. Surf Johnson, for so
christened him, and that hgure-head you
see in there, are all that is left to remind
US of the Clelise, of Bordeaux.
THE next day we buried the bodies Of
persons, black and white,
that were washed ashore. The rest were
swallowed up by great Father Ocean,
and, as the Good Book says, we shall
never zee them till the Judgment day.
I'VE heard afterward that the brig
rode out the storm and reached Sierra
I cone in safety" - Boyce in
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