The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1894-01-19
WELL WON;
or. emo WhnIar.a MIG.


Or, the WhaIer's VYIEe.
Nantucket Jack was in n melancholy
mood because there seemed 70 be no
chance that he would ever win May
Blossom, the captains daughter. The
preferred suitor was the mate, Boles,
who had made q record as q whalcr
and stood high in favor.
So Jack longed for an opportunity
to distinguish himself and this is how
it came: The crew had pursued n
whale of great value and almost killed
it. when they saw squah coming on.
All the boats st once cut away 20
ing ON and refused to lose such n
prize. His crew deserted him and left
him to cope with the monster alone.
And now a truly desperate combat
took place. Alternately working the
light craft with skIllful hand, and
plying his lance-with the spray all
around him-with the whales 6ukes
whipping the air about his head, and
the white scroll of the jaw occA-
sionally almost grasping the boat.
Jack fought desperately with this
old king of the sea-" SO close
TO him all the time that tho
and the nimbIe form of the young
man. seemed almost blended into one.
Aboard the man-of-war crew and
officers were excited witnesses Of this
combat The shroudS, the boOmS and
all the sails were alive with blue
Jackets while even those 1loft, stow
ing canvas to prepare for tho squall,
kept an eye upon the strange specta-
Gle of this one brave man struggling
with 80 mighty an antagonist
All At Onco n ringing cheer rose
IL l.
lance near the life spot" caused the
leviathan to spout blood. The move
ments Of the monster now were more
feeble: he swan round and round. his
spout becoming lower every moment;
and finally, with one last, desperate
furry, he rolled over stone dead
An oficer-the first lieutenant
now spranR upon the ships hcrse-
block and roared through his trum pot:
Leave your whale and come aboard
here lively, my man." pointing with
rack of the roaring, screaming squAll.
close aboard.
But Jack shook his head; for, having
obtained his prize he was resolved not
| to run the risk of losing it.
"Ay, ay." remarked an old fore
! castle man; did ye ever see the like of
that chaps pluck? But Davy Jones
/ will be sure to swallow the lad in his
nav, though he's escaped that OF
Johnny Whale"
! moment later along came the
/ squall. booming. shrieking and shroud-
/ ing Jack aud his whale from sight In
/ the whirling rack.
! The man-of- war was hurled far
| from the spot. with the ends OF her
| lee main and foreyards almost dipping
in the scething. kissing foam, and. for n
| quarter OF an hour, the wind blew so
hard that the water wAs beaten down
| Aaf.
At last when the squall had passed
far TO leeward Captain Blossom and
his crew watched In vain for the
daring young harpooner. who. instead
Of returning to his ship, as Boles and
the others had done, had refused to
cut and kept on after the whale.
With pale cheeks and streaming eyes
I May Blossom was among the watch
| ers. A mist lay upon the ocean in the
! direction where her. lover was last
| seen, and as the Meteor kept on Jacks
broken steering oar and the red wool
len cap he had worn were discovered
and picked up
;.'Thtf tellStAe story. said the cap
+ tain sadly.
! Poor May gave a despairing cry. but
I Just then shout was heard coming
from the mist and the girl. with
l flashing eyes. arched her neck and
| reared hsr head like . young colt
That was jack" she said. 81
| And she WAS right AS the ship
1 forged on the wind partly blew aside
the misty curtain, showing the gallant
fellow standing. bareheaded In the
%stern sheets OF his boat by lashing
the latter securely on the lee side of
the whale TO the barbed irons sticking
In the body of the monster. he had
prevented the craft from swampinR in
the squalL He was soon picked ur.
when the captain. In his joy at Secur-
ing so valuable . whale after he had
thought It. was. lost. fairly embraced
the young hArpoOher. g - L
81 see now," said the skipper, "that
l mistook your character; that N quiet
mau-A msp Of few words--maY have
@s much Ianergy and pluck "a .. noisy
one, and sometimes more. BOleS was
for cutting from the whale, but you
I; held op, eyen in the face of death.
I You deServe Steward. Here 10 Is -
To the side of the young man he
drew blushing May Blossom, now hap
pier than words can express, and
4 placed her hand in that Of brave Man