Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1895-04-29

svnio suru Ior mo nownng or THO wliu
around us and tho swirl Of tho waves as
thcy dashed against I'm made the sturdiest
veteran In the boat feel a bit uncannylikc.
But we pulled with will and at last
came In sight of the sinl,iHy vessel The
jibboom, with tho masti'viad gone over.
board, and she was fast settling down.
When wo reached her side, there wcro
only four solitary beings clinging 10 tho
taffrail.
Jump forit" shouted our captain, Hal
Moxon.
Even as he spoke big wave came and
swept away two Of tho four Tho other
two sprang over the side and were dragged
safely into the lifcboat.
anybody clso on boardY' asked HUI
Moxon.
"Theres a sick man I'm tho cabin, with
q little girl who won't leave him." said
one Of the half drowned seamen.
my God, you don't say sol we can't
desert them. Will anybody volunteer 10
boaidT'
IT willp'
"You, Paul Allisonf There's no time
10 loso then. God be with you!" nc cried.
Tho boat was again swung round to the
sinking vessel, and lcaped up and caught
Its side. i had clambered TO tho deck In
tho twinkling of handspike. Then
staggered down the companion way to the
cabin
While life Is In this old hulk Of mine
shan't forget the spectacle saw. There
was dim light still burning. by IL saw
man lying In one Of the berths. Kneel
ing by his side, her head bowed In prayer,
was little girl. She looked up quickly
as entered.
"Save papa!" she cried, running to me.
"That's just what I've come for my lit
tie lass, and heaven willing to save you as
well. Come!' / said to the man, lifting
him up.
Save Elsiev" moaned the man. "Nev-
or mind me-"
Elsicl Even In that moment OF peril
the name cut at my hcartstrings as with
knife. i looked ut the sick man II bit
closer. 1t was the scoundrcl who had rob-
bed me Of my greatest treasure-Willough-
by Seaton.
/ did not stop to parley with him.
put lifcbelt round the girl and made IL
firm with "a connecting cord to my own.
Then wrapped blanket round the man
and carried him to the deck. Little Elsie
clutchcd firmly to my jacket.
The foam dashed up into my face. /
could not see the lfeboat, but above the
roar of the storm heard the voice Of Hal
Moxon:
"Jumpp'
1 leapcd blindly forward. The waves
struck me with terrific force as / fell.
heard the cry OF u man, the shriller cry of
a child. / seemed to be tossed up TO the
clouds and then to sink, sink, sink, until
could sink no farther The mighty sea
n
When 1 came out Of that awful pit, 1t
home. A pair of loving eyes were looking
anxiously into mine.
"Do you feel better now, Paul?' asked
my wife tcnderly
IT don't know exactly how I feel, my
lass, but how did get here, and-ah, now
| ] recollect! That man tried to save last
night
"Last night It's three weeks agoW
"Three weekss Surely notp But was
he saveds"
| "Alas, no! He was washed away wher
you jumped from the sinking vessel
Here's one who was saved, however"
| A pretty golden haired girl entered i
was Elsie. She camo to my bedside, he
face radiant with a smile when she saw
that was conscious.
"You-you saved my life" she said.
Then she leaned forward and kissed thii
rough, weather beaten face Of mine. III
that kiss the treachery Of the mother wa,
forgotten.
soon learned her story. Her mother
she little guessed knew her-had died IL
Bombay. Her father had lost all his mon
ey in sugar plantation over there ant
was returning to England in the Rum
nuggar to commence life afresh when h,
was stricken down with fever. Then tht
storm came which wrecked the ship.
Well, to cut long story short, got t.
love that girl, though In different wa.
from the love had for her mother. When i
came to n question Of parting with her
Maria and me put on our considering cap
and talked the matter over.
Well, we didn't send her away. I wa
to her father. Maria was to her a moth
er, and she--heaven bless her-was to IL
the best of daughters. But she's left IL
now.
"WhyP" you ask. Can't you sec how t.
all WASP She's now Paul's wife.-LondoI
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