San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1897-09-05

two years before gold was discovered In
California, tells us Of some young off,
GERS of our navy who persisted here with
their boat and left not even so much as
a plank to tell of their fate, and SO
their names for years and years were
carried forward. They were even pro-
NOTED In their order. But they were
never heard from any more.
"why don't you landf Why don't
you land?" gasped the blond boy at
last as the racing and eddying waters
of the Golden Gate began to lap and
leap into the boat
"Shut mp, or I'll land you over the
hullr was all that old Jonah said be-
>ween his set teeth.
Up and down, down and up and
Sway. Oh. but that old boat was saucyl
She seemed to smell the rafting salty
waters without the Gate. The snap and
the sparkle and the clash and the color
Of the awful deep delighted her. And
even old Jonah was wide awake now,
wide awake as he had not been since he
had retired from the sea and eked out
a stint as landsman. There was CLINT
in his old eyes, CLEAN Of gladness,
even with all this misery and helpless
ness at his feet in the boat. for the
young folks were nearly all sick now
fearfully sick.
The handsome blond boy had wilted,
faded as fades a sunfiower when it Is
out down. That last remark from old
Jonah had cut him up terribly. His
head leaned out over the boat. The lit
tie girl in black at his side held on to
him as if she were afraid he would fall
out, and he did not resent her kind
ness this time, but seemed to rather
like it. She drew him back closer to
her, after he had disposed Of his vanity
and his bile together, and his comedy
head gradually settled over on to her
little black and bony shoulder.
Poor. dear young man! It's the
cigarettes Help hold his poor head.
please. This is what the little girl in
black whispered back over her shoulder
to another quiet little girl who sat close
by. And so the two together held the
wilted blond head between them.
Firm as the rocks that lock the walls
Of the Golden Gate was old Jonah all
this time. The sun was setting low and
fast. Full and large and luminous as a
world Of flame lay the sun on a sea Of
blood for a second only. and then il
was night on the surging, heaving bosom
of the sea of seas.
Bear in mind that 1t was thousands
of miles from the spot where Balboa
and Cortes first saw this great ocean
and named it "the Pacific" but it is
not pacific here. 1t is roaring lion. II
is terrible ocean for an open boat.
from here even to Alaska.
The stars came as the sun went out,
as often happens in this life Of change
and events, and it was not dark, but ii
was cold-oh, so coldl You see, the
winds blow down from Alaska with
great force all the season here, and out
in the open ocean here you should be
clad in furs Indeed, often see ladies
wearing sealskin cloaks in San Fran
cisco all through July and August
The girls that lay crouched in the
boat were but thinly clad They were
wet and crying with pain from the cold.
The boys were no better. In fact, they
shivered harder and made a good deal
more complaint than the girls. The big
blond one. however, had managed to
get in between the two quiet little girls
before spoken of and was comparatively
dry and comfortable, but the two little
girls were SO wet and were shivering SO
badly that old Jonah began to fear for
their lives. More than once he lifted