The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-04-07

1t was blowing a moderate gale, we were
making about twelve knots an hour and
the wind was about one point abaft the
/ beam.
Hard a .starboard, but go to the port
| braces, unloose the jib and set the
spanker," reared the. captain, all in one
! breath, and" he continued, fly you lazy
loafers. fly, or within ten minutes we'll
all go down together
There was no panic. We didn't have
any time to get panicky. Every man
! flew to his post and in a very few minutes
| she was braced sharp up on the port
! tack and the jib sheet was hauled fat
aft, We must weather that rocky shore
within the next half hour or be dashed
| to pieces against its rugged face
Heavy Odds Against the shooting
STAR"
The odds were against us, owing to
! the loss of our main yard, the broken
| half of which dropped from its fastenings
and hung helpllessly to leeward, spilline
and rendering useless. the main and main
! topsails. She sagged in shore good deal
| and every sea that struck her on the
weather bow pushed her a little nearer
the rocks, the outline of whose Jagged
! edges could now be seen above the seeth.
The Shooting Star pitched and groaned
! ing spray.
and creaked till every joint could be
! heard complaining of the terrible strain
/ She split asunder seas that threatened to
engulf her and orept ahead despite the
terrors. of the storm. The decks were
/ them
! was soaking. We all stood here and
there, being unable to see each other in
the darkness. Our faces at the time must
have been a. study.
] pulled off my sea boots monkey
jacket and trousers, and pitched them
into the cabin through the skylight, The
ship was laboring so that 1 didn't know
but what she would founder, and If she
did l should not need much clothing on
The least clothing at such a time the
better a mans chances. Others of the
crew also undressed. but left their clothes
on the deck, where they were washed
about the ScupperS.
The Captain Sticks to the Quarter
Deck.
Captain Peck stuck to the quarter
deck, rushing from the weather TO the
lee side, keeping his eyes on the topsail
; leeches and upon the rocks now close
well up to the wind, little too much So
for at times the sails tapped so loud that
it added more agony to the terrible scene.
We were now so close that we could
rocky perches and some of the men de-
clared that they could smell the sea-
weed weed growing upon the rocks.
appeared to US as the most dangerous
point was abreast the beam. and we
were SO close. to the shore that when
the waves broke upon the rocks the re-
turning spray splashed into our faces.
That was a close shave" I said ap-
preaching the captain who was leaning
up against the lee Hlizzen rigging peer
ing through the darkness and the spray
at the wave-lashed. rocky cliff that loom
ed up about the pumpkin.
Closer to Cape Horn Than Ship Ever
Went Before.
Yes. that's closer to Cape Horn
than any other man ever was on night
Ike this and with such a sea running
and lived to tell it, he observed. And
40 other ship but the Shooting Star
could have weathered it. How does she
head there?' he asked the man at the
Wheel
South sou'west, sir"
Let her go off two points. Check IN
those weather braces, Mr.. Kearney." he
cried, land then let the watch go below"
Next morning we missed the American
eagle. He couldn't stand the sousing
over night. 50 he broke from his fasten-
ings and disappeared in the darkness.
Next day the wind moderated and the
sea went down enough TO enable US to
fish the main yard.
This done we sailed north to more
peaceful ATTITUDES and the Shooting Star
arrived in San Francisco with her broken
yard arm in splinters and without a fig
urehead.
Here She was sold TO Rosenfleld & Biz
mingham who put her in the coal trade
between this city and Napaimo. 1 heard
lately that she was still alive, and is now
engaged in carrying coal oil from Phila-
delphia to Hamburg.
DENIS KEARNEY.