The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-01-31
A MADMAN's WILD RIDE.
Down a Puget Sound Lumber Chute
on q Log.
From the Ne,c York Press.

Down a Puget Sound Lumber Chute
on Log.
From the Net0 York Press
On Drayton harbor, opposite Blaine,
Wash. is one of the longest logging chutes
in the Evergreen state. To see the great
fir logs come rumbing, rolling, groaning
and dashing down their long concave cause
way, making the grand final plunge OF 100
feet into the waters of Puget sound, sending
up terrible curtain of spray to the hight
Of slxsoore feet is a flneSspectacle.
But, though witness it a thousand
times, it will now never be without a shud-
der Of horror. Behind that silver curtain
| Of leapinR spray / would see a terrible pic-
ture, a scene l witnessed one evening not
many months ago.
A friend had taken me out for a moon
| light sail In his yacht. We were skirting
the thiokly wooded shores oppo-
site the town, with our bow toward the
outer harbor. It was a beautiful scene.
Flocks of ducks just lifting from the
swath Of moonlight, breaking the CLASSY
water into tiny riplets with their trailing
| feet, the great black man-of-war at anchor
In the ouber bay. the jagged. snow-seamed
peaks OF the Frazer River range curving
their crescent length around toward the
kingly, glacial head Of old Mount Baker.
Suddenly strange, faint sound reached
my ears IL was low, but like all sounds
upon the water, very distinct. We listened.
1t sounded nearer and like the sound of a
child's sobbing We listened. Once more
it sounded, and with increased distinctness
the lusty cry OF baby!
BABY IN THE CHUTE.
"Seei In the chute" exclaimed my friend.
He had sprung to his feet and was pointing
at a sag in the bed Of the chute, which af-
forded few feet of comparative level
There we both could see the huttering Of
some fabric or other.
Before l could reply a faint rumble
caught my ear.
"a log logr was all could gasp, as
the sound grew In distinctness.
My friend with instant foresight had al
ready shifted the yacht toward the shore.
Jump when swing in to land" he said.
l understood him. / was to grasp the
child, and misunderstood the hopeIessness
Of reaching it before the end of the log
would blot out its little life and hurl 1t into
the depths Of the sound.
On came the log, squeaking. grinding,
grooming, slowly down Its narrow groove
The yacht deftly swung alongside just as
the log became dimly visible toward the
lower portion of the chute.
It was foFlorn hope, but leaped ashore
and sprang toward the child seeing
plainly, as though it had already occurred,
the end of 1t all; there would be a slight
pause as the log struggled over the partially
level stretch of shelf-like bank which broke
for few yards the sheer declivity of the
descent, then there would be swift, silent
plunge which would sweep the child into
the foaming waters with only a shroud of
silver spray.
was still rod from tho child, think,
when saw the log, under full head, wrig-
Cling and gliding along the smooth
white lengths of the PROSTATE.
stripped sapling trunks which
formed the chute. One moment more and
it would DO across the partially level stretch;
Unaccountably the log had stopped.
leaped and tried to snatch the child. 1t was
tied down. Breaking the slight fastening
lifted it out.
'Safe!" l shouted to my friend, whose
foresight, together with the unaccountable
stoppage Of the log, really had rescued the
little one.
"Hark! Anotherl" he answered back be-
fore l had fairly begun TO descend toward
the boat.
A MADMAN's RIDE.
A second log was coming down the chute.
1t was, knew by the deep roar and the
trembling Of the earth, q monster. The
first glimpse of the oncoming log showed
fearful sight. Astride of it was a man. In
the moonlight bis face looked as weird and
wild as the face Of fury.
terrific impetus. 1t struck the rear end of
the obstructed log with a conclusion ike a
cannons discharge, and shot the man into
space as though he were a shell fired from a
mortar. His plunge into the waters was
concealed by the spray, which leaped up as
the logs struck the surface.
We ct last found the body, some rods
from the Shore hauled 1t into the yacht and
returned to Blaine, where both 10 and the
living child were tenderly cared for.
Subsequently the explanation of the en-
sire affair came to light, even a reasonable
accounting for the seemingly miraculous
stoppage Of the log.
The sharp edge Of the forward ends of
logs destined TO make their way through
the chute are trimmed" Off and rounded,
80 that they will not catch upon obstruo-
tions in their down ward progress.
The first log had not been trimmed, and
in passing over the nearly level portion of
the chute the sharp edge of its end had
caught upon some slight obstacle.
The man was identified as a young lun-
Der ''cruiser," who had recently suffered a
fall while descending the steep slope OF a
canyon, receiving an injury to his head
which caused temporary insanity. The
child was returned 70 its SagWa mother,
who was absent from the tepee at the time
when the maniac stole the pappoose, devot-
ing 10 20 destruction. She was frantically
roaming the woods in search OF il when the
nearly fatal incident occurred. Her Joy az
IFS safe return was pathetic beyond de5crip-
ton, and vs. It's resouers. could do no less
than accept the deliberately decorated cara
bou skin mocoaslns which she brought % as
q few days after the event - a token Of
gratitude.
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