The morning call., 1893-05-25

lOT WPfkS, anu Uuatty HiScUFcicu ny dCCi-
dent-but nothing WAS found.
As We SAT once more in the cabin talk
ing over the remarkable affair. Hams Col
lns. my first steersman, lay with his arms
on the lable-I see him still sitting before
me-and suddenly he ben. over the card.
visibly alarmed. pointed with his hnger 10
one 50. {, and said:
"Cap'n Petersen, did you make that?"
what" said L; "wh t should / makeP
Here" said he, ION our course. at just
the place where we stand with the Mary
| Anne. is on the chart line toward nor
nor'east, drawn as il it were scratched
| with figgeI-nall."
| l lonkei, and sure enough so 1t was.
would have sworn it WIS not so before.
| We stared silently at each other for a
while, and then SAID l:
Young 'u1s. that means something,
and now l know what l will DOR l nut
on my cloak, pulled the c. p over my fore
head and ran up on deck. | give the
order, in TWO minutes and half the Mary
Anne had turned about. and we were sal =
| ing in the course marked out upon the
chart by our mysterious passenger.
| To all the rem0nstrances IF my officers
only shook my head. Il want t. know
what this means," was all l said. In my
inmost heart l was convinced tnat some
unusual experience was before US.
| Ire night wore on, and then in the gray
morning-I was again on deck-the look
out suddenly announced an iceberg n
sight A couple of minules, and in a
straight line before MS a blue shimmering g
| mass rose above the broad rolling sea.
| stared myself half blind through the
telescope, but the light was still so dim 1
could not see distinctly. Hans COllins-
the chap had eyes like fishhawk--took
| the glass out of NY hand and had scarcely
| g'anced through il when he cried:
"Cap'n Petersen, / see somethiDg!"
-''What do you see. lad?" / asked,
| trembling with excitement.
81 see tOpmast. and red flag of dis
| tress is hitched to it."
Now l tell you, BOYS, it was pretty lively
aboard the Mary Anne. Every body ran
to the beakbead. crew and passengers
together, screaming one minute to each
| other and next minute still as death. The
iceberg came naarer aud nearer. until we
could see the flag of distress. wind-torn
red biOnse, with the naked eye.
The Mary Anne lay to before the wind :;
we launched boat. with Hans Collins al
the helm. eight men at the oars. myself at
the bow with the glass, and away we
went toward the iceberg.
We lay 10 by an advancing cake and l
cried out of a full throat, BOAT ahoyw
but no answer, and Hans Collins-the lad
had limbs like cat-had already cattered
up over the pointed ice wall. and in a mo-
ment cried out to us below: There they
lie. three menP In an instant we were
up beside him. and in trough in the ice
we saw lying wrapped in mantles and
greatcoats. stiff and lifeless, three men,
and one of them had the face had seen
once in life. in the fourth watch, DAYS be-
fore. behind the table in my own cabin.
There was the same deadly pale, anxiaus
face, the same blonde beard, only the eyes
were closed now, instead Of staring, as
then.
In half an hour the three poor, appar-
emily dead lads Law well covered up in our
boat. held the head of the blonde in my
lap; | rubbed his face with brandy and
wet his lips with it. and suddenly he be-
gan to swallow and his breast began to
heave slowly. His eyes opened : they
were the same water-blue eyes | had seen
betnre he gazed at me and murmured,
''The captain of the Mary Anne"
Yes. FRIEND" said and could scarcely
bring the words out of my throat tor ex-
citement, Have you ever in your life seen
me before?"
He shook his head. "Never-but yes-I
and gave up the last hope l saw suddenly
quite near me schooner-and l could read
quite distinctly the name Mary Anne on
the bow. And then | seemed to sit in a
strange cabin, behind table-and-and"-
he got no further; he had lost conscious
ness again.
When we brought the rescued bodies on
board the ship half an hour later, every
effort was made to bring the stiff and half
starved ones to- life. Thanks to God, we
succeeded. 70 be sure not one of them
could stand up, and they were so weak they
could scarcely swallow few drops and a
few poor bits. We shat them in the warm
cahoose till the nextmorning.
When they were awake then and had
been well fed the blonde told me he had
been the captain of the whaler Holfast ;
three days before his ship was lost in the
Wi II 4
him to tell me frankly how it happened
that he had seen the Mary Anne as he was
beginning TO grow cold 10 death, lie remem-
bered absolutely nothing about it, but in
sisted, stiff and fast, that ne saw me for
the first time when he came to himself on
board the Mary Anne.
Claus Petersen gave long pull at his
pipe. looked at us one after another, and
said:
Now then, lads. what do you think of
that?"
We were all silent. Only Stephen
Sunday ventured to make doubtful
remark.
Captain Petersen stroked his gray beard
with the back of his hand and said:
stephen Sunday, have you ever found
that Claus Petersen in all his life told a
lie? No: And that you may know it
the blondes name was Jungen Folding,
and he lives to-day, with his wife and chill
dren, in n fine little house in Ionberg,
near the harbor. And Hans Collins Is also
alive and sails on the Denderah between
Hamburg and Valparaiso. You may ask
both Of them, Stephen Suuday-what one
don't know the other does. So good night.
gentlemen"
Captain Petersen emptied his glass and
sailed out of the door, with his hands in
his pockets, like a close-reefed ship
Transla from the German of Ludwig
Gaughofer.
A Mammoth SDeciaI Editiou