Charlevoix county herald., 1909-01-09

VI u shiP tnat Noysseo " sne NeA"B """es
From the sunny southland where the soft
winds blow
To the iar-oH regions Of eternal snow.
But she little reckOned on her cruel fate
A. she boldly entered at the Arctic gate.
Little saw the storm-cl ouds gath ring Ger
her path.
Little heard the mutterins Of the icekins's
wrath.
But he swept the waters with his chilly breath
Till the waves ell round her rigid grew -
death.
And he shook his leeions Of hoar frost and
Down Ger ell the landscape and the sea below;
And across the portals. cold and bleak and
wild.
Like chain Of mountains great iceberss he
piled.
And there all securely in his wild domain
That lone ship he fettered with his icy chain:
And he held her firmly through the passing
years.
Held her spite of famine and of bitter tears.
Held her spite Of longing in the far-of home
For the loved and lost who nevermore might
come.
For the stern old icekins's heart is cold and
hard,
Every cry for pity finds it closed and barred;
All who would adventure his forbidden path
Ever must be mindful Of his venseful wrath.
Ever deep and deeper grew the ice and snow.
Empty grew the arder and the fire sank low:
And at last q silence like dreamless sleep
Wrapped that fated vessel and the frozen
deep.
But when in the cleaning Of the bright
polestar
Sailed another vessel to those realms afar.
Lo. like some strange phantom. in the pale
moonlight
That lost ship came drifting down upon her
sight;
Drifting. slowly drifting through the ice and
Toward the opened portal and the sea below;
For the icckins's anger now was overpast.
And the chains that bound her riven were at
last.
With his cruel vengeance fully satisfied.
He had set her drifting on the waters wide;
Drifting. slowly drifting through the ice and
snow
Toward the opened portal and the sea below.
But Q scene scpulchral fell upon their sight
A. they climbed aboard her in the dead Of
night.
As they saw all round them, cold and stiff
in death.
Forms to statues frozen by the icekine's
breath.
There. his wheel still claspins. stood the
helmsman dead.
Yonder hung the lookout in the shroud DER
head.
Der his flint and finder bent the steward low.
Trying to rekindle the dead fires glow.
And low on his locker still the ships boy lay
Where in frozen slumber be had passed
away.
Dreams Of home and heaven leaving still
their trace
In the smiles that fingered on his fair young
face.
And the faithful captain sat where he had
All their tale Of suffering in that frozen waste:
Saddest tale venture ever yet was told
Of unequal struggle with remorseless cold.
Thus were found that ships crew. that
ill-fated band.
Each where he had perished at the icekins's
hand;
Thus together drifting through the ice and
Toward the Arctic portals and the sea below.
Twas sight for pity. twas . sight for tears.
Thus with death imprisoned through the
passing years.
Thus alone to perish on the frozen wave.
NouS " uehf VI ueiP tuem shu ~ sne"es""b
grave.
Over them the night winds in their grief
mosned loud
As they onward hurried through the icy
shroud,
And the sleet that sIisten ed where the moon
light cleaned
Like the tears Of angels Ger them weeping
seemed.
Oh. they tell Of secrets yet to be revealed.
Fame and fortune waiting in that far of field;
But Ill who would venture the forbidden path
Let them e'er be mindful Of the icekins's
wrath;
Let them heed the story written long sso
Of the ship that perished in the ice and snow;
Of the men who fingered cold and stiff in
death,
CHANGED to frozen statues by the icekins's