Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-10
sising from the two which were on fire and burning furiously.

S1sing from the two which were on 1re and burning furiously.
 Hatfield. whose treatment of her had been perfect-she would never forget it--kept by her, supporting her on the uneasy deck of the unsteady ship, in- tently surveying the scene, too. He did not see the Torbay among those at anchor AS he drew nearer to the group, however, he happened to cast a glance to leeward. and instantly rec ognized the wrecked ship on Le Four The involuntary start he gave, as the recognition came to him, attracted the attention of Anne, who turned to him Torbay. Intultively she divined that something had occurred, and she gave him no rest until he told her the truth.
 It seemed to her that fate could have laid no heavier burdens than those she had already borne, until this last blow came She would have fallen to the deck had not Hatfield supported her. He endeavored, of course, to comfort her, but without success. Though the Torbay was wrecked, they could see that many of her men remained on her, and she still held together. It was quite likely that Grafton was safe, he urged; in which event she would soon see him.
 Nerved by this thought, she sum. moned her resolution once more, and leaning over the rail gazed at the wreck of her husbands ship, and pos sibly of her own hope and happiness, as they swept on. She would know all in short time, she thought; mean while she must have the strength to wait little longer. That wait was to be longer, than she dreamed, and of all the demands upon her strength made during the past week it proved the greatest and the hardest to be met
 Hatfield intended to send boat of to the flagship at once. but when he reached a suitable position for anchor ing, the seas were running so heavily and the storm blowing so hard it was impossible for him to do anything all that day. Indeed. he had to bring all his seamanship and experience to bear to save his ship. Anne. in a fever of impatient anxiety, had to wait as best she could. Philip might be there on that ship. wounded. dying. she could not get to him: he might be dead, and she, not knowing it. yet alive. Oh, the raging sea, the cruel storm!
 She forgot the anger of men which had wrought such havoc, and railed in her heart against wind and wave and tempest. She was almost beside her. self. Hatfield. whose anxiety for his friend was also very strong. had the greatest difficulty in calming her. In- deed, he had but little time from his duties. He had to watch his ship con- stantly. Great are the demands of duty, but great are its compensations as we'll. If Anne only could have had something to do she could have borne the killing suspense better; alas! she had only to wait. The strength of woman is to wait. Weakness is pas sive, yet it conquers, or dies, in the end.
 For the same reason of the storm no help could be offered the men on the wrecked ships. Some of them made rafts and escaped to the shore, where they were promptly captured. but most of them clung to their vessels until the weather moderated. when they were rescued.
 It was not until the gale blew itself out that Hatfield was able to com municate with Admiral Hawke. On the third day after the battle. there-