Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1895-03-14

Say your prayers, SIS, says l, and
in we went, flying half across the
trough.
Il could trust the boat agin cap
sizin, but her bows would fly wide
when she rose if hand quick as
mine wasn't at the wheel. One of
us must stand by To throw the man
a rope. My sister could stecr as well
as me, SO l gaFe her the wheel and
got II rope ready. guess the Ciank
of that bell was sounding like doom
to that young fellow, but he kept
padding, steady and cool. His face
WAS set rs IA stone, and every wave
flung Crests onto it.
When we were within 80 yards of
him, l saw there was mighty little
use throwing the rope. Most likely
he'd miss it. If he dropped his pad
die to grab it, the wind would throw
his bow right round and maybe roll
him over. If he did catch on, we'd
jerk him overheard and lose time
trying to fetch him in, and be poundin
on the reef ourselves.
There was just ono chance to get
him aboard, but to take it was des-
perate. 1t Was to go half round ON
the wind, run close alongside him,
give him a chance to jump for our
rail, keep our speed right along,
wheel sharp and get back on our
course along shore. But there was
the Woe SO close that l could hear
clearly sort of rumbling like bowl
| ders grinding i'll the waves and was
we to point for that deathi
NO. sir, didn't dare, and my sis
ter fiinched too She kept the course,
and we was going to fly past his bow.
1t was shooting out SO high it looked
most as if it would be aboard us If
we were in the trough when it next
came down. Well, sir, we wasn't
three Lengths of this boat from that
chap when The opened out with a
roar like a foghorn:
You can't-do-it. Thank -
ou-for-trying. Tell-a-doctor-
Observation-Disclosures.
There's man - there - with
broken-legs. was-going- for
a-dOCtOr.
DO you see that" cried Absalom,
swinging his free arm, with curved
elbow, out from his side and around
to his front horizontally. Before
the words were out Of his lips, that
what this boat did. l thought nv
sister'd gone clean crazy. She went
round on the wind 1t was like max.
ing a scoop at the canoe The Min.
ME jerked straight up on an even
keel for two seconds. ! thought she
was going to jibe, but in them two
seconds our quarter had knocked up
against the canoe, and the young
chap reached for our rail.
Il didn't even look to see what be
came of him. My eyes were on Nor,
mans Woe. We seemed right on it,
sure. Lord. the trampling of them
breakers! jumped to my sisters
side. We damned the wheel down
together. Thank God, it was a cat.
boat under us! Back we were on
our course again almost before the
young chap could pick himself up
from before our feet.
Don't tell me there amt no mira.
cles these days! Saving him was one
getting clear of the Woe ourselves
was the other. Some might say the
} wind slanted a bit favorable Just
then, being sort Of eddied around
the Woe. But that's the way with
miracles. He works SOS you can be
leve nature just did it, or if YOU
hearts simpler you can believe it.
him.
Anyhow that sudden slant of tn,
wind let us bear up as much as foul
or five points east and fetched u.
barely clear of the Woe before w,
had to fall off again. But then w,
had plenty Of room to work up int
the bay.
THE young chap said mighty lit
tie but Thank you for my life. Hi
name was George Bowles, Boston
boy. But women is curious crea
lures My sister burst out crying
and left the wheel to me and flung
down into the cabin and lay there
sobbing like her heart would break.
To think she was so near for
saking him says she.
We'll, sir, seen enough of Nor
mans Woe! Wen go about, then, t,
clear Eastern point.
What became of the chap will
his legs brokent Why, we ran W
with tug two hours later and fetch
ed him TO hospital. Terrible baC
break one leg was - bone came
through the skin, and the doctor sale
he'd have bled to death if it WASH
for the way young Bowles had tiet
up the leg before he left, SOS to stol
the circulation.
Now, you see Dog bar yonder
Well, once l was ashore there" Ant
then Skipper Mincheever launched
into u new tale which ! may record
here some future day. Edward w
Thomson in Youths Companion.
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