The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1906-12-31

The mate thrust her out with boat
hook. Amos Green and De Catinat
gave a cry OF dismay. but the stolid
New Englandefs settled down TO their
oars and pulled Off.
"The boat leaks like sieve" said
the mate. Il will take her to the berg,
leave you all there if we can find foot
Ing and go back for the captain"
But they had not taken fifty strokes
before Adele gave a Sudden scream.
"My Godr' she cried. 1.-The ship is go
ing down.
She had settled lower and lower in
the water, and suddenly, with a sound
of rending pIanks, she thrust down
her bows like n diving waterfowl. her
stern flew up into the air, and with n
long sucking noise she shot down
swifter and swifter, until the leaping
waves closed over her high poop Ian
tern. With one impulse the boat swept
round again and made backward as
fast az willing arms could pull it. But
all was quiet at the scene Of the dis
aster. Not even u fragment Of wreck
age was left upon the surface to show
where the Golden Rod had found her
last harbor. For a long quarter of an
hour they pulled round and round in
the moonlight. but no glimpse could
they see of the Puritan seaman, and at
last. when in spite of the bailers the
water was washing round their ankles,
they put her head about once more
and made their way in silence and
with heavy hearts to their dreary
island of refuge.
Desolate as it was, it was their only
hope now, for the lead was increasing,
and IL was evident that the boat could
not be kept afioat long.
The cliff which faced them was pre-
cipitous, and it glimmered and spar
Killed. all over where the silver light fell
upon the thousand facets of ice. Right
in the center. however. on a level with
the waters edge. there was what ap-
peared to be huge followed out cave.
which marked the spot where the
Golden Rod had. in SCATTERING herself,
dislodged n huge bowlder, and so,
amid her own ruin, prepared a refuge
for those who had trusted themselves
to her. This cavern was of the rich
est emerald green. light and clear at
the edges. but toning away into the
deepest puppies and blues at the back.
But it was not the, beauty of this
grotto, nor was it the assurance of
rescue. which brought cry of joy
and of wonder from every lip. but it
was that. seated upon an ice bowlder
and placidly smoking a long corncob
pipe. there was perched in front OF
them no less person than Captain
Ephraim Savage of Boston.
Friend Tomlinson," said he, when
] tell you to row for an iceberg / mean
you to row right away there, dye see.
and not to go philandering about over
the ocean. It's not your fault that |
I'm not froze. and SO i would have
been il I hadn't some dry tobacco and
my finder box to keep myself warm
Without stopping to answer his COM
manfer's reproaches the mate headed |
for the ledge. which had been cut into
Ia slope by the bow of the brigantine. go
that the boat was run up easily on to |
the ice. Captain Ephraim seized his |
dry clothes and vanished into tie back |
|of the cave, to return presently warmer |
lin body and more contented in mind. |
The longboat had been turned upside |
down for Il seat. the gratings and |
|thwarts taken out and covered with |
wraps to make a couch for the lady, |
and the head knocked out Of the key /
|of biscuits.
"We were much frightened for you,
|Ephraim.' said Amos Green. II had Il !
heavy heart this night when I thought
THAT l should never see you more
Tut. Amos; you should have known
|me better.
But how came you here, captain?"
asked Tomlinson. Il thought that may
|bc you had been taken down by the
suck of the ship
And 50 was. 1t is the third ship
lin which l have gone down. but they
have never kept me down yet 1 went