Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1905-06-23

over me. How long / remained at this
weird post, / do not know; but / was
driven from IL in such terror as l hope
never to feel again.
An unusually large wave carried me
nearer the sky than 1 liked to be. and
Just as the sharp bow Of the great iron
ship was balancing on its crest for the
desperate plunge. glare OF lightning
made sky and sea like a sheet OF flame
and curdled the blood in my veins. In
the trough of the sea, under the very
loot OF the Immense steamship, lay a deli
cate pleasure-boat. with its mast broken
flush with its deck, and its helpless BODY
the sport of the cruel waves.
me light did not last longer than Il
would take TO count five, but in that
time l saw four figures that will always
haunt me Two sailors in yachting
costume were struggling hopelessly with
the tiller, and the wild terror of their
faces as they saw the destruction that
hung over them is simply unforgettable.
Inc other two were different A strong
blond man, young, handsome and brave
know, stood bareheaded in front of the
cockpit With a sudden vehement motion
ne drew the head of a girl to his breast
ana held 1t there as If to shut out the
horrible world. There was no fear in his
race, pain and distress that he was
unable TO do more. / am thankful that
l did not see the face Of the girl. Her
brown hair has floated in my dreams
until have cried out for help; what would
her face have done?
In the twinkling OF an eye 1t was over.
/ heard sound as when one breaks an
egg on the edge of a cup,-no more.
screamed with horror, ran across the
guarded plank, climbed the gate. and fell
headlong and screaming over the donkey
engine. Picking up my battered self,
''Bahrens! Bahrens! for Gods sake,
help! Man overboardl Stop the ship"
1 reached the ladder to the bridge lust
house.
For Gods sake. stop the ship; You've
run dow boat with four people!
stop her. can't you'll"
1t can't be done man. II we've rim
down boat. it's all over with it and all
IN II; can't risk a thousand lives with
out nope OF saving one. This is a gale,
Doctor and we have our hands fun"
turned from his in horror and despair.
stumbled to my stateroom, dropped my
wet clothing In the middle of the floor,
and knew no more until the trumpet
called for breakfast. The rush of green
waters was pounding at my portfolio; the
experience of the night came back 10 me
with horror; the reek Of my wet clothes
sickened my heart, and I rang for the
e'4NSS WINGS away GuSldNt anu
don't bring them back until they are dry
and pressed"
What things does the Herr Doctor
speak for?"
The wet things there on the floor"
wet" '' Az
You Dutch chump! said I, half rising
what do you mean by saying Well
III be damned" There were my clothes
dry and folded, on the couch, and my
ulster and cap on their hook, without
evidence OF moisture or use.
Gustav, remind me to give you three
rix-d dollars at breakfast
Danke, Herr Doctor"
or such stun are dreams made But
l VIII know those terror-stricken sailors
II DO not seen them for a hundred years;
ana am glad the dark-haired girl did
NOT realize the horror, but simply knew
that the man loved her; and often think
OF the man who did the nice thing when
no one was looking, and whose face was
not terrorized by the crack OF DOOM
-tFrom volume, 1.-THE Fat of the
Lamb published by the Macmillan Com
pany