Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-05-14
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Micudei toiu nlm or HIS ulSmlbSal dS first mate of the freighter Mansfield. When he learned of the young mans sacrifice and saw the statement Thompson had given him he was i'm mediately given charge of the Scioto.
 The Scioto was little "coal-up and Gre-down" boat of about 5000 tons cargo capacity.
 No man among the thousands who piled the inland seas labored harder to do his duty to the full than Michael Sullivan.
 After some weeks delay, the Mans field, thoroughly overhauled and newly sterned, took her place on the lakes again.
 On the morning of November 27. in spite of the fact that the storm sig nals were flying with every promise of threatening weather. the Mansfield cleared from Greysolon with 10000 tons of soft ore in her capacious holds.
 The wind rose as the temperature fell. By nightfall he was off Kewee- nav point when the full force of the tempest was hurled upon him. The wind was blowing 50 miles an hour. He retraced his course, therefore, and h,aded as straight for the gateway of Greysolon as the compass permitted. Hard after the great ship came the It. tie Scioto, loaded with coal and also bound for Greysolosl. We'll along to- ward noon Capt. Houston made out land. Two o'clock found him heading for the narrow opening between the piers. Taking advantage of sudden let-up in the snowstorm, he headed the Mansfield straight through the open ing.
 Houston pointed her nose fairly and squarely in the center of the opening, when the current which struck the pier and was defected, struck the bows of the ship. Although he put his helm hard-a-port she fell of gradually toward the lee pier.
 Capt. Houston had one-thousandth part of second to decide upon his course. He must go in or he must go back. He gave the order for full speed astern.
 The Mansfield responded nobly to the pull of the mighty engine. Now she was in the entrance In moment she would be clear. Then a mighty wave picked her up like toy and flung her broadside on against the massive end of the pier. She ground on the pisrhead helpless mass of iron and steel. It seemed to the spec tators that she hung grounded there for hours. She was in plain sight of all the terrified thousands, yet no one could do thing. The lifeboat was far away with another ship. Telegraph and messenger were dispatched to bring life-savers, and then there was nothing to do but wait and pray and watch.
 Among the lookers-on from the shore was Marion Houston. She could see her brave old father from the pilot. house trying in vain to communicate with the shore through megaphone.
 But this picture of disaster was not permitted to occupy the attention alone. Another stsimer was striving to make the harbor evidently. She rose upon the top of high wave and they recognized her. the Scioto. Ma rion Houston realized that to the wreck of the ship which carried her father was soon to be added that of the vessel which her lover explained.
 Keeling, tossing, whirling like a cork, the little Scioto rushed toward the channel. Just before she reached the piers the snow came whirling down again and plotted her out of sight as 1t had been curtain. Suddenly, far over to windward of the pier. in lull they saw the Scioto. Although his blood was up, Sullivan had never been cooler in his life in every sense of the word. t
 Out of the storm and tempest the Scioto rushed for the narrow opening between the piers. The watchers on shore held their breath. Down she sank in the hollow of wave. Up she rose. Down once more; up again. Now farther-now nearer, and then into the smooth water beyond she swung, into the haven where she would bel
 Thank God and her captain! A wild cheer heard above the roaF of the tornado greeted the marvellous exploit of the daring young captain. q
 Taking off his hat in acknowledg.; ment of the cheers of the crowd, his glance fell upon the storm-swept Mans held.
 The joy and glory of his owa achievement faded away. He knew that among the watchers on the shore would be the woman he loved. It was not until the next morning that the headed by Sullivan, reached the Mansfield. l
 When they got Capt. Houston home and to bed, he could not rest until he had withdrawn his inhibition of six months before. Sullivan" he whls- | pered. T take it back. The man who brought the Scioto through the pass where I and all others failed. guess ,an manage a woman all right
 T VIII take better care of her than did of the ship. sir" answered sulli- ran.