The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-04-14

the steamer rolling and plunging and
fioundering toward the Arabian sands.
Let us get out and walk ashore" said
one of our party. impossible. we should
be swallowed up in the sands" another
one of US admonished. Let us die brave
ly,' said a third, shifting his manly
will mourn our fall" he added, making
use of one of the few lines of Pope's
by It's total lack Of application to us
and our condition Let us all die to-
gether" exclaimed the girl of the party.
Il Will not go ashore in the first boat
with the women and children!"
She did not In fact There was no other
woman on board, and there were no chill
dren. Anyhow, relief came. We heard
man speaking in tone of authority and
we naturally assumed him to be an I'M
speakable Turk or Egyptian, or some such
and introduced himself to us as an En-
glishman high in the service of the killed.
i've, and who had especial authority as
regarded the postal and Geographic serv
ice; and in the kindest way announced
that We should have a boat at our dis e.
posal at once to take US ashore-the rest
of the passengers, he explained, would be
not really be quite safe for any of us to
remain on board the little steamer all
thing of the kind. She could not sink
very far down, but she might immense
herself deeply enough to make it rather
inconVenient and disagreeable for mex.
perienced travellers. So we were to be
put ashore. on the Arabian side, and what
were we to do when we got there? That
our kind and prompt friend had thought
about already. There was only one build
ing of any kind within attainable dis
lance and that was a little shanty con-
tanning two rooms which was used as a
telegraph station. One man lived on the
premises, and him our rescuer proposed
TO displace for the night in order that we
should ind a roof to cover our heads
But what will the poor man do with him
self? Oh, he will be all right; he will
camp on the sand or he will walk up and
down until morning, and he will warn us
of the coming of the early steamer which
is to take US to Port Said. There really
is nothing else for you TO do" our friend
said with generous insistence. We some
how agreed with him that under the con-
ditions there really was nothing else for
US to do. Therefore, with our usual self
sacrificing readiness, we complied and we
entered into temporary possession of the
telegraph shanty.
There We're two rooms, one a bedroom
with an attempt at a bed in 1t. This was
of course assigned to my daughter, and
she said afterward that she contrived to
sleep very we'll on, rather than in 1t. We
four men, our rescuing friend included
simply laid our coats and rugs on the
floor and were soon stretched on, them
side by side, or heads and tails, as the
case may have been.
Our sleep was not likely to be very
sound in any case, but was frequently
interrupted by the custodian of the sta
ton, who every now and then put his
head in at the window and asked for
Instructions from our rescuer as to some
matter connected with the business Of
One lteles;aph. Sometimes our rescuer
merely got up and talked with his SUI
bordinate at the window, but sometimes
too, he went out Of the shanty and pacad
up and down for an hour or so on the
sand outside discussing earnestly with
the official. The night wore away in this
sort of fashion amid snatches of sleep
and odd perturbed dreams. / do not
think l had ever spent a whole night
sleeping on plank floor in all my life
before, and although there was some
thing humorous and even romantic in the
thought of thus passing a night on the
Arabian shore, yet there was a continu-
Gus sense Of WEAKNESS in the limbs and
in the frame generally which did NOT
make ever so many snatches of sleeE) al
together refreshing. AT last the morning
came and the sun of the east shone IN
upon US, and the air was diVnely bright
and clear, and we staggered up from orr
plank bed and shook ourselves and wan
dered out TO see what the place was
like, and to hear the rescuer tell us about
its conditions and It's surroundings There
was Bedouin camp not far Off. we learn
ed, and our rescuer expressed a strong
wish to escort us there and get us treat
ell to a genuine fantasia, as Il is called in
those parts, much Of the delight Of which
consists IN seeing the Bedouins in q kind
OF warlike order gallop their camels af
the very top Of their speed, making them
look Ike gigantic horses in the full stretch
OF gdllop, and then suddenly turning
them round, 50 that they seem like 70