The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1893-12-17

furthermore, that she was in distress.
Her design was flying union down., .
at the peak of her closely reefed main
4 sail; there was only a splintered end Of
Ifore-topmast showing above the fore
mast cap while three sailors were
working desperately at the pumps. In
size she was about sixty feet on her
lwaterline. She was a very handsome
little craft.
! She was steering course almost
directly toward us
When she approached quite near she
was brought up into the wind and laid
to.
cat ahoyl how far is Erie marlboro"
a young fellow in glistening oil-skins
| hailed us from her quarter.
wen come alongside" shouted
Fred.
"Clank. clank! cIank" their pump
breakers were sounding. while the
ensign was swapping desperately in its
iunpleasantly significant position.
Some of the lighter canvas-jibs and
balloon-sails were drawn down under
the keel of the little schooner and
brought up on either side in way
that made her look for all the world,
like a bandaged human being. But
we could give her hardly more than
| a hasty glance 1t required all our
skill to keep the Mascot right side
up, not to speak of coaMing her up to-
wards the disabled schooner.
Great Scott! they'd have to make a
! circuit around the earth TO reach Erie,
! If they keep on the course they're
Isteering," sang out Fred to me. Nov!
! old man"
He put the tiller hard over as he
shouted and our little cat came up into
| the wind like a shot.
! l feared her canvas would go out of
| her as it Slated and threshed before
she took the wind on the other bow.
Were on our way to Erie Fred
sang out. TO the young fellow in oil
skins. You're heading the wrong way
its dead astern Of YOU.
"Well give you a hundred dollars to
| pilot us in, was the prompt response.
Well our eyes fairly stuck out at
the offer.
A hundred dollars seemed to be a
| perfect mint Of money to us. We
would have considered a proposition
to sail around the globe i'm our little
! boat for that.
! Yet we knew very well that the SER
| vice required of us was not an easy
one to perform. For, by the way the
clear water was pouring from the
yachts pumps. it was very evident
that the dash for the harbOr would be
a bold one without any time to spare
! for lying off and on, seeing iUst how
the piers and breakers stood
II don suppose there's time enough
TO waste even FOR MS TO sail ON ahead
and have them follow us in" ex-
iclaimed Fred, thoughtfully.
/ Allowing that we can hit the chan
mel the first time j suggested du-
| diously.
But VIC must help EN- in and get
that hundred dollars my chum de-
ciared.
You ber' [ answered.
THE weather may clear up Bit
hallooed Fred, hopefully, in my ear;
| though it was very evident that ii
was growing decidedly worse just then.
1.-THE continuous rumble of surf against
/ the bleak shore sounded anything but
:! redssuripg. The seas were rising every
! hour and the atmosphere was almost
/ the color and thickness Of an old u.
! S. A. Blanket.
/ But Fred was d boy of whom | was
justitiably proud. He was not long RI.
making up his mind as to the manner
/ of action necessary
Throw us a line strong enough to
tow the cat, We'll come aboard he
shouted.
Then he ran the Mascot up as near
the "WitchD-we read her name on
her transom as he dared. ] stood
ready to catch the line that was speed
! lily sent flying towards us.
/ Made fast to the light line, was a
heavier one which l ran through the
| ringbolt in the "MascOts, stem and
then bent onto the mast.
We had our canvas down in fifty.
| and gainedsthe Witch" by the cable.
| 1 recoleet Mr.. Hoskinson, her owner,
regarded us somewhat obviously, and
Ia companion complained TO ANOTHER