The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1896-11-27

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break OH a sardine fishing tiip; the
second, aged fifteen, had just gone lob
ster fishing, in the employ of his cousin,
Pierre Marie Go,lenantin. The latter
expedition comprised three persons,-
Pierre Marie Gouenantin, Eugene
Gouenantin, aud Michel SamZun,-
who had embarked on the little boat
LEnjnnt dm Desert; the light blue sail
hoiste,l, the vessel disappeared. The
sky was Slightly clouded; the wind was
blowing from the west; / was seated on
the rocks. ks.~lreaming the grand dreams
that the sea forces upon You. Distant
cries caused me to raise my head; !
looked. -....
A pair Of sea-gulls passed above my
a mistake was getting ready to
leave the rock, when fresh cries, dis
tr.sscd and explosive. like the s"i,S OF
child. came to me. Raising my head,
| saw on the iSlet where the PnulainS
lighthouse is. on the other side of the
little strip OF beach that separates it
from nv rOck.-I saw Mother lie Pei
letter, the wifi. OF the lghthouse-keep-
er. on her knees, waving her handker-
chief, and calling for help amid sohs.
Men at work near by saw the scene at
the same time'tha | did. In few
minutes everybody was on the islct.
All! what an ahOminahle and distress
ing spectacle! Or the point of the is
let, three hundred yards from shore,
L'En/at 1u Desert lay capsize", her
sails under water, her keel in the air,
and clinging to this keel was young
Eugene GOuenantin, his face as white
as sheet. his eyes closed, and his head
swaying from right to left abandoned
to the waves. With my glasses | fol-
lowed the horrible course of this tra1-
edy The boy, his strength exhausted,
was on the point of letting go his hold.
By his side Michel SamZnn his hand
clutching the edge of the keel, uttered
shouts of alarm, hoarse cries of agony
cut short by the sea, which stopped his
mouth furiously, wishing to keep its
victims. A hundred yards away Pierre
-.&t Il. L.,
armpits, was disapp beneath the
waves; but, strong and tiercely strug-
Cling, he lifted himself with 4 shout Of
joy. He had inst caught sight of Fa
ther lie Pelleticr, the lighthouse-kcep-
er. who had been the first To hear the
cries. and who, without loss of time or
calling any one to his aid, had started
in his boat. fz-
1t wa: necessary to round the point
"Courayrr' cried Michel Samzun to
the little scamrn clinging to the keel;
courage! there comes Father lie Pelle-
tier. the brave lic-Saver" Just then
came a wave. crested and wicked, COY
ering the capsized boat. When it had
passed, Michel raised his head, and
pushed with his foot in the water in
order to lift himself; the keel was swept
clean. Already the wave rode in the
distance, hearing the vanished child
within it; he disappeared in the whirl-
ing current: the waves disputed for
his possession i'm Il mad, foaming dance,
lighted by the sun that pierced the fog.
Father lie Pelletier arrived in his
boat, after having picked up on the
way Pierre Marie GOuenantin; big
tears We're rolling down the blue cheeks
OF the brave lighthouse-keeper. With
infinite gchtlcncss he looscned Michel
SamZuns clutch. For three-quarters
of an hour the three fishermen had been
struggling with the waves, and also
with the wind, which had been blowing
with some violence for twenty min
utes. Michel's fingers being unclasped
he was lifted into the boat beside Pierre
Marie, and, after trying in vain to re-
cover the little fisherman, they came
back to the lighthouse. Mother lie
Pclletier had already prepared linen.
stockings, coats, and shoes that
was necessary fora change. My maids
had gone to my villa to prepare hot
wine with little cinnamon. When
lie Pelletier - landed, followed bv
the poor shipwrecked fishermen Shiv-
ering and in despair, the pilot grasped
both his hands. My brave fellow!
my brave fellow! he exclaimed; IAN
other rescue. s.Ah!" answered lie
Pelletier, pale and furious; "a bad job.
There is one lost! Then, aIthou Lh
weak and drenched, he began to help
the two fishermen, whose teeth were
chattering. Michael Samzun could
not open his hands; they were swollen,
anu TtiHaiit'i ltN'kctt To III lnNiSl'ic
prize; his skin was white and soft, like
dead skin. Pierre Marie. Older and
who was now experiencing his second
shipwreck, recoved more promptly: he
looked fiiriouSly at the sea, and | heard
him "I!tter Il savage oath; then, as he
took off his soaked wooden coat, his
eyes fell Oh his watchguard; he pulled
his watch from his belt and held it to
his ear. Say, it has not stopped,' he
exclaimed, as he tapped upon it gent
ly; there's good watch for yon!''
Once in dry clothing and refreshed
bv the hot wine. they wanted to know
what had become of the boat. The face