Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1898-11-17

by the starboard shrouds. For moth
ing in the world would have again ven
tured, shaken as l was, upon the over
hanging port shrouds, from which Is
rael had so lately fallen.
] went below and did what I could
for my wound; il panied me n great
deal and still bled freely; but Il was
neither deep nor dangerous, nor did IL
greatly gall me when used my arm.
Then l looked around me, and as the
ship was now. in sense, my own,
began TO think of clearing II from its
lact passenger-thc dead man, O'Brien.
lie had pitched, rs have said. against
the bulwarks, where he lay like some
horrible, ungainly sort of puppet; life
size, indeed, but how different from
life's color or LIES comelincss. In that
position | could easily have my way
with him, and as the habit of tragical
adventures had worn off almost all my
terror for the dead, took him 10y the
waist as il he had been a sack of bran
and, with one good heave, tumbled him
overheard. lie went i'm with sounding
plunge, the red cap came off and re-
manned floating on the surface. and ms
soon as the splash subsidized could Sc"
him and Israel lying side by side. both
wavering with the tremulous movement
of the water. O'Brien. though still
quite a young man, WAS very bald.
There he lay. with that bald head
across the knees of the man who had
killed him and the quick fishes steering
10 and fro over both.
I was now alone upon the ship: The
tide had just turned. The sun was
within so few degrees of setting that
already the shadow OF the pines upon
the western shore began To reach right
across the anchorage and fall in pat
terms on the deck. The evening breeze
had sprung up, and though il was well
warded off by the hill with the two
peaks upon the east, the cordage had be-
gun to sing a little softly to itself and
the idle sails TO rattle to and fro.
1 began 10 see a danger To the ship.
The jibs speedily doused and brought
tumbling TO the deck; but the mainsail
was a harder matter. OF course. when
the schooner canted over the boom had
swung out-hoard and the cap of il and
a foot or two of sail hung even under
water. ! thought this made it still more
dangerous; yet the strain was so heavy
that | half feared TO NEEDLE. At last
| got my knife aud cut the halyardy
The peak dropped instantly, a great
belly of loose canvas foated broad upon
the water, and since. pull as liked, l
could not bulge the downhaul, that
was the extent of what could accom-
plish. For the rest, the "Ilispaniola"
must trust 10 luck, like myself.
by this time the whole anchorage had
fallen into shadow-the last rays, re-
member, falling through glade of the
wood and shining, bright as jewels, on
the nowery mantle of the wreck. 1t
began to be chill, the tide was rapidly
fceting seward. the schooner settling
more and more on her beam-ends.
] scrambled forward and looked over.
II seemed shallow enough and. holding
the cut hawscr in both hands for last
security. let myself drop softly over
board. The water scarcely reached my
waist, the sand was firm and covered
with ripple marks. and wade1 ashore
in great spirits, leaving the "liispani-
ola" on her side. with her mainsail trail
ing wide upon the surface of the bay.
About the same time the sun went fair
ly down and the breeze whistled low in
the dusk among the tossing pines.
At least, and at last, l was off the
sea, nor had returned thence empty