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ken one of his legs in three places,
but had made out to get onto q good
sized piece Of the deck. I could see
him although the storm hadn't let up
q bit since it started.
"For four hours We were In the wa.
ter. all trying to get to Arthur. We
did finally pull ourselves onto a rSfG,
you might call it that, only to find
poor Arthur dying.
That night as he lay In the lap OF
Thomas, Arthur breathed his last.
he moaned for water until the end.
We kept the body with Us for an hour
or so, but 1t made US feel a good dea'
worse and then We felt that we ought
to lower it overheard. We didn't
have to, though, for another heavy
sea lifted it into the ocean for US.
Sat noon Sunday 1t had Gained.
We began to feel a little brighter
then, for we could see some distance
away q four masSed schooner and q
steamship going south and a bark
going north.
"'Hail, for Gods sake,' sad the
captain, and we all did our best.
:" 'Tain't no use capn, said I. after
I had fhcused till I could scarcely
speak; they don't see u.s.
""No, no. he yelled at me. Keep
= sharper lookout; they must see US
I took a look at his face. 1 could see
Ia his eyes he was stark mad.
Then the captain said, as he seized
ne with an awful grip on the arm.
you must get some water, Warner.
| Aye aye, SIR says I, tut l didn't
know where 1t was coming from.
II don't know whether the Lord
sent it not, bnt that minute a rain
cloud came j lst over head and a show
or descended. I held a sou'wester to
catch what water we could and got
enough for everybody to- take a big
drink.
THAT Sunday night the sea got
high again. The mate, E. A. Chase,
who hadn't said much all this time,
looked at all of us in q queer way,
then before we could raise a hand to
stop him, be plunged into the water.
There was q trail Of sharks that l
could see all around US, and 1 knew
that poor Chase fell into their jlws.
I'VE stood looking at the place
where Chase went down when the
captain turned to me in a strange
way and said, Warner you've got my
WHISTLE
"'No, SIR says I, as respectfully
as I could.
Nonsense says he. 7 want it. I
can see my father. Hes calling me. 1
must answer him. Quick, give me
chat whistle
Poor men, his mind had left him
altogether. "See. Warner says he
there's my father; he wants me, he's
holding out his arms for me to com,
TO him. L,ok, look Then the
captain jumped overheard. God help
him.
I'VE we're all suffering the utmost
tortures that Sunday night when the
steward, he was q colored man and I
don't know his name, jumped up and
shouted, There's land, I can see
land
Poor fellow, his mind had gone,
too. He talked all night aud said we
we're drifting out to sea when we
ought to be making land. he said we
were lazy and didn't know what we
we're doing. he shouted and called
all night. When the dawn broke the
steward swore again that the land
was close by.
"'I'm a good swimmer said the
steward. I'll make 1t before any OF
you and over he jumped. That was
about 4 O'CLOCK Monday morning. l
watched the water and I saw the life
preserver the steward had been wear.
ing floating along. l was sure then
that the sharks had got him.
"The engineer-he was a German
and 1 never heard him called by name
was delirious and called all the
time for food and water. He wanted
TO lie down, but Thomas and I kept
talking to him and saying, Be OF
good cheer, somebody will pick US up
YETI
There he lay, his body becoming
more rigid every minute. At IL
o'clock, as we'll as I can figure, he died
in my arms.
"At daybreak Tuesday, October 10,
1t was calm, but there was nothing In
sight. Thomas pulled a buckle cf
his suspenders and made it into q
kind Of hook. He 6shed for a long
time and finally caught q couple OF
fishes, little ones. He ate one and l
the olher. They tasted pretty good,
but I aat was not much nourishment.
''T.ncmas was beginning to weaken,
when I said: Let me tell you OF q
dream 1 had last night. I dreamed
that a lady came to me on a steam
boat and told me that We should both
be brought into New York safely. ]
had not finished when he saw the
Stillman F. Kelly. I waved arc
waved, and then I broke down AND
cried when I saw her answering our
signal. Poor Thomas was pretty fal
gone. They had to lift him aboard
the schooner"
The Vanname and King was 9
three. master, 1905 feet long, 3d.
feet beam, 16 6 feet depth of hold net
tonnage 626 and gress tonnage 1876,
She was built at Fair Haven, Conn.
in 1855, and owned by Vanname and
King, OF New Haven, from which
port she hailed, She was valued a,
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