New-York tribune., 1908-08-16

mart Of the machinery poked up through the galley
floor and wrigged itself around after the manner OF
a spoon in inverted teacuP- Thereafter had the
ministerial Miggs been called on to serve hight
repast it would certainly have been something on
the pcked-up Goldfish order, or, more likely still a
stew of the gunshoe, grasshoPPer variety
Bat fortunately Miggs was not present II there
was one thing which his English spirit could not
withstand that thing was thunder storm; for'
like thousands of our friends and acquaIntanceS
his vanity was such to convince him that each
separate bolt was intended for him personally Whle
the fact that he still remained unsnged was prob
ably attributed to bad craftsmanship on the part ol
Providence. At any rate, Mlggs had retre9 iIoIL
the galley and hiding somewhere IN the darkest
part of the Yacht where the CLEANS of the vengetuI
lightning failed to penetrate Had he known. poor
heart that the butt ends of broken machinery were
looking for him too. he might have gone oVerooaru
and made end of It.
THE Spittire when deprived suddenly Of her mo-
L tive power swung into the trough of a raging sea
and drifted helpessly Captain Joe made SlgralS OF
distress TO the Forsehair and began clear hls boats
in case of emergency; but the emergency came from
a wholly unexpected quarter, Tor even ABOVE tht
bowling of the wind came a sullen roar OF Sur1
though whether it the shore itself or some
hidden bar, was an open question 70 oe deter
mined later by the gods of black catastrophe
The Horsehair was too far behind to bring I'M
mediate relief: but Captain Joe Larrs was not the
man to sit cross legged and play jackstraws while
relief was coming. He stood on the bridge 6e!loWlng
orders through a megaphone and his talthlul sea
chinerv was in a useless, Jumbled snarl. there was
still the sailing gear, though seldom used MuG[
valuable time lost hosting a SAIL that would
carry the yacht away from the danger line Ana
alas, it came too late for even the makeShtt sall
rose whipping in the wind, the Spttre struck with
a shock that almost broke her patrician back
On sand bar it WaS,-a most deCe1ttul KIND OF b5T
that lav hidden beneath the low tide line yet holding
the Yacht in grip of steel to be hammered by hungry
rollers that came in an endless, overwhelming rush
At the shock of grounding, a heavy spar crashed
down and gave a sort of left hand grapevine to
corner of the main saloon The cabin cracked and
swaved; its lights were smashed into Jngllng tying
fragments; while its rosewood paneng split and
opened into yawning seams. Then the hurricane
took a hand 1t seemed to wreaI its special fury on
this special spot and results were gratifying to
the hurricane The cabin hung as II by despair
ing strength alone; but the wind was inside now,
like a cat in a sack, and presently that cabin. to-
eether with the deck above. ripped from its
moOringS torn out by its very roots 1t rocked and
careened with last grinding snarl OF protest and
then went whirng away IN crazy somersautS. to
be deposited somewhere the bosom OF geography
general
HOW the Yachting party escaped with lite and
II limb was indeed miracle Several OF them were
knocked down and all or less demorallzed.
Owing a bSeCting paSSageWaY, that portion OF the
roof covering the galley and the women 5 sleeping
quarters was left intactj but the main saloon itself
was a yaWning wave washed hole IN the middle
of the deck Ormond had been partially stunned
bv a blow his head but recovered quickly as the
cold water dashed over him; and 1t was he who dis
covered Marcus Girard houndering like fat round
turtle in four inches of bTiny wash, and heaVed hum
upon his feet.
may be applied to ladies-scared blue. They clung
To oil in = cDeeChIpSS mortified await