Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1906-08-08


had secured the ships books.
He alone among the survivors
W of the Chinook had brought a
parcel Of any sort from that i'll fatcd
ship. The others possessed the clothes
they Wore, their money and in some
cases their trinkets.
Mr.. Emmett suggested that list of
those saved should be compiled. Then,
by ticking off the names, he could
classify the inmates of the lighthouse
and evolve some degree of order in the
community.
1t was found that there were thirty
seven officers and men, including stew
ards, thirty-three saloon passengers, of
whom nineteen were women, counting
the two little girls, and seven men and
one woman from the Storage.
1T isn't usual, on British ship, for
the crew to bulk so large on the list"
said Mr.. Emmett huskily, "but 1t
couldn't be helped. The passengers had
to be battened down. They couldn't
live on deck. We never gave in until
the last minute"
II saw that" said Brand, knowing
the agony which prompted the broken
explanation.
"An' not a mothers soul would have
escaped If it wasn't for young Mr..
Pyne," went on the sailor.
rs that the name of the youngster
who climbed the foremast?"
"Thats him. 1t was a stroke of
genius, his catching on to that way
out. lie was as cool as cucumber.
Just looked up when he reached the
deck an saw the lighthouse so near.
Then lie asked me for rope. Planned
the whole thing in second, SO to
speak"
"He is not one of the ships COM
panyW
mo, sir; a passenger, nevvy of Cy-
rus j. Trail, the Philadelphia nil
lionaire. Haven't you heard of Trail?
Not much OF newspaper reader, CHI?
There was lady on board, u Mrs.
Vansittart who was coming over to
marry old Trail, SO people said, and
the weddn' was fixed to take place in
Paris next week. Young Pyne was
actlll us escort.
rs she lost? What terrible thingw
The chief officer glanced down the
purser's lists and slapped his thigh
with much vehemence.
NO, by gosh! Here she is. marked
o. X. Well, that beats the band!"
$50 the lad has discharged his trust
to his uncle?"
MI. Emmett was going to say some
thing, but checked the words on his
lips.
Queer world" he muttered; queer
world"
With that he devoted himself to plan
ming out the watches. Soon he and the
purscr betook themselves to the depths
with a roll call. AS they cfept below
gingerly-thcse sailor men were not at
home on companion ladders which
moved not when the shock came-thcy
met Enid. for the first time She, COM
ing. up, held the swinging lantern level
with her face. They hung back polite
ly.
"Please come" she cried in her win
some way. These stairs are too mar
row for courtesy"
They stepped heavily onward. She
fitted away. Emmett raised his Ian
tern between the purscr's face and his
own.
"W'hat do you think of that2" he
whispered, awe stricken.
The man of accounts smiled broadly
pretty glrl!' he agreed. with crude
~ emphatic guperlativcs.
Emmett shook his head He mn"
INJURED TO ii!iii...:i !! -, j.
I see things
Enid handed III armiul CT dry Linen
to the damp, stcaming women In the
lower bedroom. She was hurrying out.
Some one overlook her at tho door. 1t
was Mrs Nansittart.
'.AIiss Brand" she said, With her, all
sufiicing smile, "glve me one moment
They stood in the dark and hollow
sounding stairway The seas were lash
ing the column repeatedly, but the
nights ordeal was nearly ended. Even
a timil child might know now that
the bowling terror without had done
its worst and failed. From the cavern
GUS depths, minglng with the rumble
of the storm. came the rhythm Of Il
hymn. Those left in gloom by the with
drawal of Mr.. Emmett's lantern were
cheering their Respondent souls.
Surprised, even while Enid awaited
the older woman's demand. the listen
ers heard the words:
IA wake. my soul. and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run:
~ Shake of dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice"