The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-12-21

Rouse up there! Rouse upl Are you dead?" F. ...st~ ...-~n
 Whats the matter?" he asked, sit ting up. yaWning and rubbing his eyes.
 Matter enough! The lightship's adriftp'
 They rushed on deck together, and the mate roared with all the strength of his lungs, 'Lightship ahoy!''- sa
 By this time the Champions engines had been stopped, and she was pitching and rolling sullenly. The skipper, the mate and everybody else listened in tently, but there was no sound to tndi- cate the Ightship's whereabouts. The mate jumped from the locker. ''Let me take the wheel" he said. "It's more 3 matter of instinct nor anything ] else. You can't be far wrong if you go Iior'east.' s. r.. .-s.*.z-s ....-... "It's a poor chance" growled the mas ter. If this fog hadn't slnothered her I could ia' picked her up in a jiffy.'' For half an hour the master of the Banshee hung ghostlike on to the help less ship. Then he determined that the time had come for him to put the finish to the mates performance. He eased his engines to dead slow and guided by the shouts which were still coming from the ightship, lie made a. straight swoop for her.
 Suddenly, through the driving fog. \ the master saw the helpless, leaping, red bulk. He gave a groWl of joy. tBack port cad starb'dp' he cried to the engine room at his feet, and Whirled the wheel around. The Banshee obeyed Fher help promptly, and the master roared: Lightship ahoyI Are you EWantin' help?',
 You catch hold of us and take us into Thorough, { a voice replied. All right! It's . toW!" exclaimed the master.
 t 4 line was hurled from the ightship, and with it they hauled the Banshee's s rope and made it secure. | All fast4' shouted the lightship's people.
 Full speed ahead!" cried the master Ejoyously, and the engineer let the ma- Ichinery crank and rattle like a foundry. But the Banshee could go occasionally, and she went now so well that she was off the harbor in two hours, waiting, in clear weather, for the flashing of the Lighthouse lantern to indicate high wa |ter. &
 The Champion was not visible. She was groping about in the fog ten miles away, her people calling for the light ship and listening for the answers which did not come.
 E When the Banshee and her prey were safe in the harbor the shipbuiIder was teIegraphed for When he met the master his first and natural wish was to settle with him on the spot at the lowest price.
 Now, he said briskly, I've had a look at the lightship and she all right. I want no law over this affair. You picked her Up and brought her in. Come, how much shall we say?''
 T leave 1t to yoH, replied the mas ter.
 Shall we say fifty pounda??" contin- |ued the shipbuilder boldly.
 The master looked at him with such an aggrieved expression that the ship- builder, who was not easily abashed, turned his head away. What do you think q judge an jury 'ud say to fifty, remenberin the risk we've run and the coal we've burnt, an the number of our crew, an the claim of the owner, an
 arbor dues, all''',
 Well, then, the sfipbuiIder inter- rupted desperately, say 3 round hum dred. Come now, I've got to pay it out Of my own pocket. I've got no rich in surance company to go at. wish | could make a hundred pounds in a few hours work.
 The master was satisfied, but the ex- pansion of his ideas compelled him to conceal his pleasure. Make 1t a 'un- dred and ten,' he said. There's my mate, who's had a lot to do wi this ligl,tsllip, geisa. ii sasrsr an an [ | like to get q extra ten pound to furnish his one with K
 Very we'll; said the shipbuiider Come and help me to drink a bottle of champagne. You're what I call good, honest, square, straight dealing man.
 "Dos't dwell on it" replied the mas ter.Walter Wood in the Illustrated London News.
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