The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1903-07-10
THE ToBod0AN.
a Tale of the Italian Fish.
Ing Fleet.
ny nEnNAuD BARRY,

mn IlEllN the little cottage ON the
southern slope OF Tclc-
graph I'm. Nlta was re-
I6 E pcatIng many Ave Marlas
EL--G4 before an uroclous litho.
graph of the Madonna The fog.hon
had been growing am morning. and
her futhcr ana her lover were out
with The lshing necL For every Ave
she offered mp for Louis. the lover.
she offered two for her father. the
Padronc. Every one connected with
the fishing industry Ia san francisco
knew the pndronr and his advice wns
the law Of the fishermen. Even those
who had Incurred his dislavor at times
bore him no iil.will. for the heart Of
that gentle, gray-huircd giant was as
soft ns his hiccps were hard Mia
loved him ms only a pottcd but nm.
spoiled child could Even Louis was
not half so dear to her MS the father
her method OF praying showed that
Just nc that time Louis and the
Padronc were greatly ia need OF
prayer or perhaps more material as
Hisiance. A tuc.hoat-ccrtainly steam
ing much faster than the half speed
prescribed by law FOR vessels IN the
fog-had made matchwood out OF their
little boat Louis and the Padroue
plunged almost simultaneously into the
cold water just IN time to avoid being
entanglcd In the debris. The tug may
or may not have returned TO invcstl-
gate the damage. At any rate. Il did
not lnd Louis or the padrone. who
were left noundcrng In the sea.
Boots on. Louis" called the Pad
rome, almost choorily; eve must swim
TN we reach the Islands. or TN the fog
lifts" He wanted TO keep the younger
man from realizing how hopeless was
their condition. In short time they
Invested themselves Of their boots aud
their outer clothing, FOR they were both
good swimmers
"Thls way. The Farallones are this
way. Follow close hut save your
strength" said the Padrone. He was
completely lost. but there were vol
umcs Of confidence and hope In his
voice The men struck out brensting
the waves with strong, sturdy strokes.
They swan for several hours. but
the fog did not Mt or thin IN the least.
Louis began 10 tire. and the Padronc
heard him gasplng for breath, "Cour-
age boy FOR Nlta." he cried But
Louss strength was fast giving ont.
put your hand ON my shoulder"
ventured the Padrone; II can tow
you
"No." painted Louis; 81 can not last.
Save yourself"
1T Is Tor Mia. hoy. You must b.
saved" said the Padrone. sharply; Tin
the name of God, listcn!-thc hroakcrsl
There Is land uhcnd."
The young man struck out despcr-
ately, ana the Padrone, swimming be-
hind with one powerful arm pushed
him forward, holding him by the hnir
and the other hand a heavy roller
caught the pair hurllng Louis nm ON
an exceedingly small area or sandy
beach. But the padrone was not so
fortunate. He was dashed against a
high rock on one side OF the beach,
ana though nc managed 60 crawl over
10 Louis, his left knee was painfully
crippled They lay breathlcss ON the
sand for some time
Apparently they wore I'm little
gnlly. with walls running perrendicu.
larly. and the floor slonlng upward az
a sharp angle.
holy AIaryr whispered the Pad.
rome. Out OF the mist above came
the sharp bark Of the seal Louis
was too much exhausted Ia realize