The Brunswick times. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 188?-1900, 1897-12-19
SAVED BY DREAMS.
FISHERMAN FRAZlER'S THRILLING EX-
PERlENCE ON THE OCEAN.

The life of Arthur Frazier, one of the
rev of the Eliza S. Foster, the fisher
man recently i'll from the Grand Banks,
was saved by q dream.
One day when he was out in dory
there was strong northwest wind and
a heavy fog shut down and hid his
ship from view. He was making for the
vessel with a load Of fish when
heavy sea boarded his dory, carrying
away one of his oars and nearly making
his boat unseaworthy, This left him in
helpless condition, and he was at the
mercy of the wind and waves. He yell
ed at the top of his voice. The men on
board heard his cries, but could not see
him or understand what he said They
could hear him as his voice grew weak
er and fainter till nothing could be
heard but the mournful wind whistling
through the rigging; then his voice died
away. He did not return that night and
the wind blew almost "a gale.
In the morning the wind was strong
and the fog hung low. No sign of Fra.
zier could be seen. There was large
fleet of vessels from different parts of
the world-France, Portugal, Ireland
and America-and when Frazier failed
to return members of his crew went
among the nearby ones and reported
man lost. Not one had heard from him.
At about noon the sun came out and
pushed the clouds of fog away, but the
ind I,n1I b, : h.,
The Foster hoisted the flag to half
mast to give notice to the fleet of
missing man. The custom is in such
cases that should the man be on any
other of the feet an answer of flag at
half mast is given. No answer came all
the afternoon, the flag still held that
position, and the wind kept up at al
most gale, That night passed, no Fra
zier appeared, and during the night the
wind shifted two points to southwark
Next morning it was back to north
west again Frazier was given up as
lost. 1t was supposed that the dory was
capsized when his calls were heard so
the men resumed work, with feeling
Of sorrow, for Frazier was the life of
the crew and kept them in constant
laughter.
AT about 4 O'Clock in the afternoon,
as the cook was scanning the horizon
with glass, he noticed a black speck
in the ocean. He told the captain and
crew and asked them to look. They did
so. One man said it was a whale, an
other thought it was ship, and SO on.
The cook and John White, who were
the close friends of Frazier, believed it
must be he, and proposed to lower a
boat and go to meet him.
Both men had had an odd dream the
night before The cook dreamed that
Frazier had lost an oar and that the
wind had borne him away and he said
he was called out of sound sleep by
Frazier, who said: Don't give me up.
I'm beating back. White said his
dream was that Frazier had broken his
right arm and could use only one oar;
that he was alive and hungry in mid
ocean. Both men, on comparing notes,
found that they were awakened on the
same instant by Frazier calling them
and telling them, ''For heavens sake
take dory and come to leeward. "
When they saw this speck on the
ocean, they lowered dory, in spite of
the jeers of some others Of the crew, and
put off. They rowed in the direction of
the dot and soon were out of sight them
selves, for heavy fog had shut from
view the ship, but not the little tattcred
sail ahead. At 6 o'clock they reached Il
boat that was beating against the wind,
and sure enough it was Frazier He
was in the stern, using the car Is o
tiller. 1t was just as they had dreamed.
He had but one oar, and his arm was
disabled from blow received in fitting
the main boom.
He was in a frightful condition. He
didn't appear to notice the boat till they
were within few hundred yards Of
him. Then White yelled to Frazier,
and the latter tainted away with joy.
His boat began drifting, and the other
oar went over the rail 1t was quite a
race, but the rescuers soon overlook the
dory and took the man to their own
boat, and letting the other dory go to
sea they made for the ship.
That night there was intense excite
ment aboard ship. There were three
men missing now. Fog horns were
blown and bells rung till late hour,
and then, as if the last hope for their
return had been given up, the noise all
died away. The trio in the boat who
had neared the ship, now could hear the
talking on board, but they could not
make themselves heard against the
wind. All night long did they beat their
way against the wind, their only hope
being to hold the same position till
day break,
AS the day dawned they were sur
prised to find that the fog had lifted,
that they had passed the ship and that
they were about three miles to wind
ward, but the fleet was in sight. There
was no difficulty in getting back to the
ship, where they were taken aboard.
Frazier was nearly exhausted for want
of food and water.
Old sailors say that not one man in
10000 would have had presence of
mind to beat against the wind in such
case with no compass aboard. -Bos-
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