Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1898-10-28

dignation. Mr.. Hayne was furious at
what he called "the presumption of an
upstart." The captain said frankly
that bis own family in Maine stood
quite as high as the Haynes did ia Balti-
| more, and that as for himself no man
| would dare to utter aught against his
character.
The old gentleman ended the inter-
view by ordering Tracy Byron from
the house and warning him, if he val
ued his life, not to attempt to enter it
again.
The captain left the house, wrote the
particulars of his meeting with her
father to Agnes and asked for one
more meeting, but she made no reply.
From this time on Tracy Byron was
a changed man. He heard the follow
ing year that Agnes had gone to Eu'
rope with her father, but his pride
prevented his inquiring into the mat
| ter.
Nearly six years after his last meet.
ing with Agnes Hayne the General
Scott, still commanded by Tracy
Byron, was bound for Dantzig. with
a cargo from Baltimore. They had
been out of port about ten days when
| the forward lookout shouted down:
ga steamer on the port bow flying
signals of distress!"
Glass in hand, the captain sprans
into the rigging, and he saw in the
direction indicated a transatlantic
mail steamer, her decks crowded with
people, while through the rigging
there rolled a black smoke that die
not come from the furnace tunnels.
"The ship is on fre!" shouted the
captain, and he looked at his watch
and saw that there were only two
hours of daylight left.
The course of the General Scott was
altered, and as the ships neared they
exchanged signals.
From these signals Capt. Byron
learned that the steamer was the City
of York, from Southampton for New
York, with a, general cargo and 12l
passengers on board. He further
learned that the steamship had en-.
countered a terrific storm and that all
her lifeboats were washed away.
Capt. Byron at once gave orders to
get one of his own lifeboats ready
he could not spare men to manage the
second one-and at once the work oil
rescue began.
1t was quite dark before the first
boat load of women and children
reached the General Scott, and they
were at once transferred to the cabin,
the captain leaving this to the steward.
BY the light of the burning steamer,
boat load after boat load was car.
ried over the waves till all the passen-
gers and crew were transferred from
the wreck to the deck of the clipper.
The sailors gave up their quarters,
and the matches were opened to make
room among the cargo for those who
could not find accomm oda tions in the
regular quarters.
But the people were SO happy at be.
ing rescued that they did not mind the
Inconvenience.
"Captain," said the steward, after he
had served coffee and distributed
blankets. there is a lady in your TO ON
that wants to see YOU"
The captain had been too busy res
cuing the people to attend to the de-
tails of their care, but he went at
once to his own stateroom, and stand
ing in the door he saw beautiful lady
dressed in mourning, whose features
he could not well make out in the in.
distinct light.
''Tracy," she said, shave you forgot
ten me?'
''Miss Hayne!"
"Agnes Hayne," she said, reaching
out her hands.
"Thank God, Agnes, that came on
time"
That was all the captain said then.