Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-08-10

VtldN IIi2 DitIS. CdiICu u AAIoo ANOO- ertson to keep the ship steady as she was.
 The boat urged furiously through the water, came up to us hand over fist the carpenter cursing us furiously, and swearing that he would do for us yet.
 got my pistol ready, meaning to shoot the ruf1ian the moment he should be within reach of the weapon, but abandoned this intention from a motive of hate and revenge. knew if l killed him as he sat there in the stern-sheets that the others would take fright and run away, and such was my passion, and the sense of our superiority over them from our position in the ship as against theirs in the boat, that 1 made up my mind to let them come alongside and get into the chains, so that we might kill them all as warning to the occupants of the long-boat, who were now coming down upon us before the breeze.
 took one glance at Miss Robertson; her figure was visible by the side of the wheel. She was steering as steadi- ly as any sailor, and with an emo- tion of gratitude to God for giving us such help, and her so much courage at this supreme moment, addressed all my energies to the bloody work before me.
 The boat dashed alongside, and the men threw in their oars. The fellow in the bow grabbed hold of one of the chain-plates, passed the boats painter around it, hauled it short and made it fast with incredible activity and speed. Then, pulling their knives out of their sheaths, they all came clambering into the main- chains.
 So close as they now were, I could make out the faces of the men One was big Johnson, another Cornish, the third Fish, the fourth Schmidten.
 I alone was visible. The boatswain and the steward stood with unified arms ready to strike at the first head that showed itself.
 The carpenter sprung on to the bull wark just where l stood. He poised his knife to stab me under the throat
 Now you murderous, treacherous ruffian" l cried, at the top of my voice, 'say your prayersl" 1 leveIed the pistol at his head, the muzzle not being yard away from his face, and pulled the trigger. The bright flash il- luminated him like ray of lightning. He uttered scream, shrill as child S, but terrific in intensity, clapped his hands to his face and fell like stone into the main-chains
 ''It is your turn now!' I roared to Johnson, and let fly at him. He was holding on to one of the main-shrouds in the act of springing in to the deck. l missed his head, but struck him on the arm, l think; for he let go the shroud with deep groan, reeled back JuorA oINd tnnO1nI r,I I heard the heavy splash of his body as he fell.
 But we were not even now, three to three, but three to one; for the boat swain had let drive with his frightful belaying-pin at Fish's head, just as that enormous protuberance had shown itself over the bulwark, and the wretch lay dead or stunned in the boat along side; while the steward, who had se- creted huge carving-knife in his bosom, had stabbed the Dutchman right ln the stomach, leaving the knife in him; and the miserable creature hung over the bulwark, head and arms hanging down toward the water, and, suddenly writhing as he hung, dropped overheard.
 Cornish, of all five men, alone lived. l had watched him aim blow at the boatsw aims back, and fired, but missed him. But he too had missed his aim, and the boatswain, sluing round, struck his wrist with the belaying pin -whack! it sounded like the blow of q hammer on woodland the knife fell fromshis hand.
 Mercy! spare my life" he roared, seeing that had again covered him, having two more shots left
 Tho c+n o1.1 h &l had gone well with us, of performing orodigies of valor, rushed upon him, aid hold of his legs, and pulled him off the bulwark on to the deck
 l thought the fall had broken his back, for he lay grooming and motion less.
 ''Don't kill him!" Icried. Make his hands fast and leave him for the pres ent, We may want him by and by"
 The boatswain whipped rope's end round him and showed him against the rail, and then came running up the poop-ladder, wiping the streaming per spiration from his face
 The breeze was freshening, and the boat alongside wobbled and splashed as the ship lowed her through the water
 ran aft and stared into the gloom astern. I could see nothing of the long-boat l looked again and again. and fetched the night-glass, and by it's aid, sure enough, 1 beheld her, 8 smudge on the even ground of the gloom, standing away close to the wind. for this much could tell by the outline of her sail.
 Miss Robertson,'' cried, "we are saved! Wonder is the long-boat leaving us. Our lives are our ownr'
 'I bless God for his mercyr" she an- swered, quietly. But then her pent- up feelings mastered her; she rocked to and fro, grasping the spokes of the wheel, and I extended my arms just in time to save her from falling. "Boson!" I shouted, and he came hurrying to me. Miss Robertson has fainted! Reach me flag out of that locker"
 He handed me signalling, and l laid the poor girl gently down upon the deck, with the flag for pillow under her head