Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1891-01-17

unfortunately Mr. Clement tried to pull
1t out the wrong way and the captain got
| ahead of him, whereupon Mr.. Clement
expecting blow jumped back and drew
a sheath knife. and asserted that a CAP
! tain who would leave sailors to die on a
wreck for the sake of saving a dollar or
two was a cowardly dog who deserved to
die, and die he should if he came a step
nearer with that pump brake Then Mr.
| Norton took hand in to subdue the
wrathful second mate.
Now by this time the wreck was
pretty well abeam, and her broken spars
were plainly visible, but her hull was so
low in the water that nothing on deck
| could be seen. Our men could see the
piece of spanker (for such it proved to
be, and not tarpaulin, as Mr.. Clement
said), but they believed it to be a tar
paulin, and that it was a signal of dis
tress. So when Mr.. Norton started in
with the captain to club the second mate
into submission, three or four of them in
tertered. One of them remarked that if
the Christians wouldn't do their duty to-
ward distressed fellow beins it's about
time for the devil to make EN- do it, The
captSR was a deacon in the Methodist
church at Northport, and this made him
I
neighbors would say when the story Of
wreck being passed in that way got
around, and turning to the man at the
wheel he ordered him to put it up. Then
the sheets were eased off, and we were
soon running down to the brig That
ended the fight
In less than half an hour the captain,
who was looking at her from the topgal-
liant forecastle, began to get excited He
was a warm hearted man, and was as
eager to make rescue as any one when a
rescue was to be made.
D." There they are, there they are, he
said. No wonder we saw no signals
They're all under the fo'gallant forecastle,
and the stern's breaking all up. The
waters making a clean breech across
amidships One, two, three-there's five
of EN- all huddled together, and not one
able to stand up, I'll warrant ye. Clear
away the boat
There was a rush aft by all hands and
the boat was soon ready. Then we waited
to get near enough to drop it. Every
body wanted to go in her, and there was
almost another fight to see who should
have the privilege. But the captain, who
was a master hand with an oar, said that
he would steer and that Mr. Clement and
two others only should go along, and it
was settled that way, though much to
Mr. Norton dissatisfaction.
Ranging close up to windward Of the
wreck, our yawl was eventually dropped
into the sea, and was soon under the lee
of the wreck in spite of the cross sea that
was still running and in spite of a lot of
the briggs cargo of timber that was float
ing about. Here Mr.. Clement and the
captain boarded the wreck, and after a lot
of labor got the five men into the yawl
Meantime we had run the schooner as
close under the lee Of the wreck as we
dared to do, and so the yawl rowed down
to Us, and we took them all aboard. The
/ five were all that remained of crew of
fourteen, the rest having been lost when
the masts went over the side. The saved
included the captain. the first mate, the
cook and two men.
"Of Sandy Hook about fifty miles we
transferred the wrecked crew to a pilot
boat bound in. When we reached Fall
River we found the papers had been full
of the story Of our rescue of those five
men. We were all mentioned by name,
and the fact that the captain himself had
taken the steering oar of the yawl was
made much of. Captains, you know, sell
dom do such thing as make a rescue
personally. The captain of the brig, in
his gratitude, had really exaggerated the
danger We ran.
'Of course the British consul was told
all about it, and he wrote letter to
Capt. Boden, thanking him heartily and
the crew as well, and saying that the
case would be laid before her majesty the
queen. The outcome of it all was that
instead Of the gift of binoculars which
her majesty usually makes in such cases
Capt Boden got a gold chronometer
'All this time, of course nothing was
said about Capt. Boden having been forced
into running down to look at the wreck.
There was not man on board who would
breath a word about it to another in the
forecastle, let alone blab it about North
port. The papers said that when Capt
Boden was called into the Maritime Ex-
change one day about six months later
and found himself before the British CON
sui and more than hundred brokers.
who were cheering him with character
istic enthusiasm, he broke down entirely,
and couldn't say or do anything but rub
his eyes with the back of his hand. as if
he was trying to get better sight at
something So they had to put the box
!
for him.
''As | said at the beginning Mr. Glenn
ent was in no way thrifty having too
strong liking for liquor But he had
smart wife, who, by dint of hard work at
whatever offered among the people of
NorthpOrt, had managed to buy and
partly pay for a neat cottage, with half
an acre of ground facing the bay, and in
the southerly outskirts of the village.
But the mortgage of something over $500,
with the interest, troubled her greatly.
| happened to be in the house the next
morning after Capt. Boden got the chro-
nOmeter, and she was Just saving she
wished the queen had given him the
money value instead. for then the captain
would have been man enough to divide
/ with the crew, when in walked the cap
/ tain himself, without knocking The cap
tain was plainly excited.
/ why, captain, said Mrs. Clement,
| what's the matter? Is Sarah or any child
/ sick?
No, no, said the captain, as he FUN
/ bled for a big envelope. No, we're all
! as wells common. Here's letter for We
/ | reckon it's from the queen of England
and if you'll ask Dan about it he'll
/ tell ye
/ Then he went out and slammed the
/ door. The letter was release of the
! mortgage on the house. The captain
knew that to Mr.. Clement was due the
credit of the rescue of the crew of the
brig, and while he could not refuse to
take the gold chronometer, he was deter
mined that the Clements should have
more than the value of the present -
/ New York Sun.
Value of Literary Ideas.
A primitive literary worker said to
me a few evenings ago while talking