The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1899-06-29
A SHIP
That Rose From the Sea.
A SAILORS YARN.

lyon landlubbers write narrowing
tales of the ships that sink in the sea-
But did You never hear of a sunken
ship that came back from Davy Jones
locker p said one of the veteran sea
dogs at the Sailors Snug Harbor, at
Staten Island. near New York. to a Wis
itor al saw one come back. E." he went
on in lower tone.
II have seen ships go down. l have
been in many wrecks and have seen my
full share of all the strange sights Of
the sea. but no other sight ever made
my blood run so cold nor my heart sink
30 low as the sight of a great ship ris
ing to the surface through a thousand
fathoms Of water. with a crew of dead
men between her decks. 1t happened
back in the fifties, when was able sea
man on the Mary Clay, brig trading
to South American ports. We were
coming up from Rio, | think it was,
with cargo of hides and coffee, and a
long spell of storms and contrary winds
to the east in the Atlantic. Our main
and top masts had all gone by the board
long before the storms ended
when the weather cleared finally
and the waves went down. we were on
the edge of the Sargasso sea. The green
surface of that ocean graveyard was
torn and broken by the storm as far as
we could see, and great piles and
patches Of torn seaweed were floating
all around us. There came a day of
calm and Sunshine after two weeks Of
storm. and all hands were set to work
fixing up jury rig, with which we
finally reached port. We had a bit Of
canvas spread forward and another aft
on poles, just enough to give us steer
ing way while we worked A current
and light wind from the south helped
a bit, and we were slowly drawing
away from that sea of grewsome green.
There was long, heavy under
swell, waves seeming to come up from
the very bottom as if the storm through
which we had passed had stirred the
ocean to its uttermost depths Joe Dill,
the first mate, and | were at work by
the rail on the starboard side forward
at / 0 o clock in the morning. What
that :? said Joe as he caught my arm
and pointed to a disturbance in the
water some 200 yards off our bow.
al looked at the spot indicated Be
yond a heap of broken weed from the
Sargasso that WAS drifting along beside
us there was big patch of fairly clear
water. As l looked huge bubbles APP
peared on the surface, and then great
mound OF green water and greener
weed seemed to rise 80 feet above the
surface As this mound of weed and
water rolled away to the level of the
surrounding sea there broke from the
spot where we had seen the bubbles the
broken masts of what had been full
rugged ship.
"Dill shouted some warning to the
captain, but be did not move ont of his
tracks. We stood there as if chained to
the deck and saw the hull of a big ship
rise out of that sea as slowly and ma
jestically as a giant whale undisturbed
might come to the surface to blow She
came up on an even keel and rose until
her upper deck was clear Of the water
and fiOated there. rolling slowly with
the even roll of the sea that had cast
her up We could see that the vessel
had foundered in storm Her masts
were all broken off as if she had been
caught unprepared in a sudden squall,
and the spars and rigging were twisted
and piled upon the deck and hanging