The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1896-05-07
ICE5OUND IN SALT LAKE.
An Unexpected Happening In Water That
Never Freezes.


The large percentage of salt in the
Great Salt lake prevents its waters
ever freezing over, and yet curious
incident was related to me of how a
small pleasure steamer got icebound
a dozen years ago off the east end of
Antelope island. My informant was
the captain of the cattleboat that
makes irregular trips back and forth
to carry stock to and from this lar
gest of the Salt lake islands. I will
give the story as nearly as possible
IN his own words:
1T was curious thing that once
happened to me an Cap'n Dahls,"
he began, with preliminary undo
ing of the knot of his soiled necker-
chief. 81 amt much used to sail
oring at the time, an the cap'n often
took me with him on short trips he
made with his small steamer, the
Susie. One day he got word that
boat was becalmed off North Ante
lope. We steamed out to see, an
found q sheepboat bound for Car
rington island. There was three
men aboard an 200 sheep, an they'd
been out ten days an he'd no food an
scarcely any water left. We give
'em a fair divide of the grub aboard
the steamer, an, takin 'em in tow,
made our way out in the main body
of the lake, where we left 'em close
to Darlington. 1t was getting late
when we started back, an just op-
site Bear River bay we found our
selves in stream of ice which had
come down from the swollen rivers
that empty into the lake hereabout.
At first it was only provoking to be
hindered by the broken sheets OF
ice. but fin'ly it got SO we couldn't
make no Roadway. The cap'n said
he'd sailed around the world four
times an never was icebound before
AN that, too, in q lake that's too
salt ever to freeze. He was acting as
engineer, an at last got so mad
that he Cussed an swore an COM
planned of my steering.
Sat last we had to give it up till
morning, an then it wa mt no better.
There was no wind to break up the
ice an it KEEP closing bout US till we
could see nauthing but it on all
sides. The cap'n's temper got worse
when the bread an bacon was all
gone, an he growled out, 'Ketch mo
ever going to sea again with q green
hand fer crew. was pretty riled,
an said something back bout fool
of q cap'n who thought himself at
the north pole, We'd always ben
good friends, but after that neither
Of us spoke more'n we's 'bliged to
all that day an the mcknight. When
the second morning came an we saw
it was still calm, we got reckless an
piled in the wood till we got up
steam an commenced bucking ice at
q great rate. We saw the CLASSY
sheets give way to right an left, an
fin 'ly we was clear of it, so we could
go right ahead. 1t was Sunday
morning, an the sea an mountains
looked so bright an peaceful that I
saw the quicker in the cap'n's for'ed
smooth out, an he commenced to
whistle soft an ole hymn tune we
both knowed. I struck in where the
line repeats, an when we'd ended
up he said, Say, Duffy, you don't
mind my having been sharp with you
in that blamed ice, do YEP I up an
slapped him on the back, an an
swered, hearty like, 'Cap'n Dahls,
never served under a better cap'n
than yourself. (.
1--WE shook hands, an his big voice
was bit husky when he hlurted
out:
Say nauthing bout it, my boy.
I'm certain sure I never he'd more
able seaman than you've showed
to be. San Francisco Chronicle.