The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1903-10-23

over on his back 10 draw breath ~ :
mountain OF solid green water ad
yanced toward him from the ocean.
But the sometimes relentless sea Is
sometimes strangely merciful. The biz
green wave lifed the exhausted boy
| tcnderly. passed under him. breaking
just beyond. and swept roaring 10 tho
shore.
Three good breaths restored limo
thy's senses and revived his courage;
| he had not been near enough 10 drown
ing TO lose his strength. There were
still more waves 4 be passed before
the boy was beyond the surf But
there were no more double-headcrS,
and some OF the waves did not break
swan on. soon finding himself beyond
the rollers and among vast waves that
rose and fell. but did not break.
Then he heard n cry: "Help! Help"
II was strident voice. but weak, as
of one too frightened TO Gil his lungs
for good. honest shout.
AS Timothy raised himself in the
water and turned his eyes in the di-
rection when the sound seemed TO
come, he saw the boat he had watched
from the shore. and recognized in the
persons clinging to her sides VIII Pc
ters and the three boys who had so
persistently nicknamed him Timorous
Timmy.
The boat was right side up. but full
OF water; the mast, stepped through
the bow thwart and without stays,
had been unshipped, and with the sail
was dragging astern. The wind was
light, but the boat was driving slow
ly shoreward, and the boys clinging to
her were not making the slightest ef-
fort To- keep her off, although they
could not but know that if they at
tempted 10 reach shore through the
heavy surf the destruction Of the boat
was certain and their death by drown
ing inevitable.
"Hellor shouted Timothy. Keep
her off! Keep her Off till the surf goes
down.
As he called. n vagrant wave broke
10 seward OF the prevailing surf line.
Timothy divcd, rising close to the
overturned boat and seeing three boys
wildly clutching for more secure holds
In the wreckage.
Within arms length Of the boat, but
having altogether lost his hold, VIII
Peters was thrashing about. arms and
legs out Of the water half the time
and head under all the time. He was
not 4 swimmer.
Timothy with his left hand reached
for the gunwale Of the boat, and with
his right seized VIII, who put both
arms around Timothy's neck, almost
instantly 10 released his hold and at
tempt to climb into the boat, which
promptly turned bottom upward.
Hold on" shouted Timothy. "You
can't keep you feet dry here. Hang
on TO the side and help tow her OUT.
Under Timotbys direction the boat
was righted and her bow turned away
swim. and they simply hung on; two
could swim little. and they gave Tim
othy such aid as they could in working
the boat farther from the surf line.
They they bailed her out with tin
pan tied to a thwart 10 guard against
over the side pulled the mast
and sail aboard. and got out the oars
for pull to Long Wharf, where the
boat had been hired and where the
boys had left their clothes. Nobody
suggested an attempt TO raise the sail.
As they dipped the oars for the first
stroke another boat drew alongside,
by four fishermen.
Don't you fellows know enough to
keep your boat out OF the surf? Want
any help| asked one of the fisher
men.
I'VE DO" said Timothy. taking il
up himself to answer both questions;
"but we didh't at 10 o'clock this morn
ing. We've been IN the water long
enough to get pretty cold. One of
you get in here and give hand down
to Long Wharf; let me get into your
boat and put me ashore ut Arcadia
Wharf"
"T'l pay You for your trouble" said
VIII. speaking for the first time since
he had called for help.
The suggested changes were soon
made. and in due time the sailing party
reached Long Wharf.
The boys went ashore, dressed, set
tied with the fishermen and the boat
owner. and rode their bicycles to the
hasthhouse. where they expected 20 sec
Timothy, hut did not. They spent some
time looking for him. and then re-
grctfully took the bicycle path for
home.
Timothy had left the lshermon'S boat
at the Arcadia Wharf, gone to the
bathhouse, where they expected 10 SEQ
thirty-fve cents necessary 10 pay car
fare, he then took the bicycle path for
a sixtcen.milc walk 10 his home. -Four
or five miles out whceman passed
him with Il rush. but stopped few
yards beyond. 1t was Joe Brown,
and behind him came the others Of the
boating party.
who's afraid OF wet feet?" shut
cd Joe. as he came running back.
Timothy Farnham's four friends"
bawled the others in chorus. as IL prac-
ticing a new class yell.
Into whose heads has some sense
soakedy" sung out one OF the others.
Heads of Tim Farnham's four
friends" shrieked the chorus.
Say. Tim" said VIII. when you've