The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1894-11-01
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Wien Ne wstc within 30 yards oi him,
ssw there wls mighty little use THROWING
The rore Most likely te.d mtss it. II b
dropped ti, paddle 70 grab It, tie sin
would throw his by iisbt round aud may
bee roll tim over, llhe did catch ou we''
JERK him overheard aui lass tine uyIu,
to fetch BIN 10, spd be pouu5lu 90 th,
reef oarstlves
There wss lasl oue elstes to get hin
sboafd, bnt to axe IT wss desptrstr. /
was 70 80 bell round 90 the sind, tut
close along ii ie him, give him chance tt
Jump for our rail, Keep our speed ls h
along, wheel sharp aud set back on oul
course along shore. But there was th,
Woe 90 close thst could bear clearly 1
soft Of rumbling like boslders grinding
10 the waves and was We to point ioI
that deAthY
Ne, sir. didn dare, and my sister
li1ched too. She kept th 9 oourse, aud We
was gong to fly past his bow. 1t ~at
.booling ont 20 hieh il looked moet IS II
It would be aboard us If We we're 10 The
trough when It oeIt came down, Well
sir, We wasn't three length Of this boat
ilom that chap when be tpered out with
d roar like II fog torn:
You can -do-It Thank you for
trying Tell a--doctor-to -go-in'
stsntly to Buar- island. There's-a-
man there with broken legs i
wss-golng -ior-a- doctor.
DO you see thst2 cried Absslom, swing
ing bis free arm, with a curved elbow, out
from bls side aud around to bis front hon
lzontally, Before the words were out cf
his lips, that's what this boat did !
thought my sisterd gone clean crazy, She
went round on the wind. 1t was like maxi
lug scoop at the canoe, The Minuie
jerked straight up on an even keel fcr two
seconds. ! thought she was going to Iibe
but in them two seconds our quarter bad
knc cked up against the canoe, and the
young chap reached for our rail,
| didn't even look TO see what became
of him, My eyes were on Nonmsns Woe,
We seemed night on it, sure, Lord! the
Of them breakers ! Jumped to
my sister's side. We jsmmed the whte
down together. Thank God, it was catl
boat under usl Back We were on oar
course again almost before the young chap
could pick himseli up from before our
feet!
Don tell me there amt no miracles
Ihese days Saving him was one getting
clear of the Woe ourselves was the other.
some might say the wind slanted bit fa'
vorable Just then, being sort OF eddled
around The Woe / ut thsts the way with
He works so you can believe
nature just did it, or # your hearts t1m-
)er you can believe 1t b m.
Anyhow that sudden slsLt Il the wind
ct rs bear up as much as four or hive
points east aud fetched as barely clear Of
the Woe before we had to fall cii gai
But then we bad plenty of room to work
Up into the bay
The young chap said mighty little but
'hank you for! my life. Hislnsme was
ieorge Bowles, Boston Toy, But WON
n is curious creatures. My sister burst
ut crying and left the wheel to NE and
lung down into the cabin and lay there
obbing like her heart would break.
TO think she was so near lorsaking |
iml says she.
Well, sir, seen enough Of Norman's WoeY
We II go about, then. to clear Eastern
oint.
What became Of the chap with his legs
roken? Why, we ran up with tug two
ours later and fetched HIM TO hospital.
'errible bad oreak one leg was-.bone
ame through the tkin, and the doctor
aid he'd have tied to death il it wasn't
,r the way 20 ing BowIes bad tied up the
Y before he left, 0 stop the circulation,
Now, you see Dog bar yonder? Well,
nee / was ashore there And then Skipi
er MncIeever lauuchsd into II new tale
bich | may record here at some future
sy.