New-York tribune., 1909-08-08

it ended found myself waist high out of water
This was better than nothing. and / resumed
my shouts to the men in the boats. ut times
they answered, but very family, and after
awhile they grew silent And then from some
where out of the fog came the faint stroke of d
bell | shouted again but was not answered.
There was very little wind. and only per-
CeptIble heave II the ground swell 50 | was
bothered at first only by the dense fog and the
current But after time had other troubles,
of a mental nature The water was unquestion-
ably rising anil whether or not IL would rise
above my chm was an unsolvable problem.
did not know the time OF low tide IN that part
of the world on that night Then too. that
bell sounded again. And again and again
shouted into the silence. IL struck twice this
time; but It was not until another half-hour
had gone by. and IT struck three times with an
interval between the second and third strokes,
that | realized that somewhere at hand was a
ship bell clock. yelled for help, calling ship
ahoy' ''lve me a hand here I'm standing on
bOttOm-on 4 reef Lower a boat"
Nothing answered me- and suppose went
more or less crazy as the night went on and that
internal ghostly bell struck off the half-hours.
Ii seemed % have the correct time but il was
hard 70 realize that a ship had gone through
successful mutiny and ShipWreck IN the half
hour between eight bells and one bell
RUT It ended at last when from the cold and
- the wet and the strain IN nv Voice. | found
myself unable 70 call out any more. And 1t
struck me rather hard. too. for at daylight
the fog lifted bit, and there. about a mile and
4 half q the nor ard showed the lug sail Of one
of the boats The current must have drifted it
u the north during the night. and when the
fog lifted | suppose they set the lug and sailed
tore the wind aS the easiest and fastest way.
But another sight met my ewes Over 70
the east about fifty yards was the stern Of the
ship. tattraI and cabin out and the mizzentop
and tOpmaSt. She was Just hung there canted
o. an angle Of forty-five and ready 70 slide
down with the first hit of a SEA. And there was
where that clock was high and dry IN the
cabin The tide had reached my shoulders by
now and perhaps this was what did the Job;
for | suppose there was some air in that wreck.
and when an extra heavy pulse Of the ground
swell came along. there was a Slight wrenching
sound as though the sternpost had carried
away then with a very little furry, the stern
and nizzen sank out Of sight.
RUT up into the froth and the bubbles caused
by the plunge came the red head. anxious
face and big shoulders Of Mac Kiln He sighted
me, and came on. breastIng the water with all
the vIgor ~ strong man IN good form. and
with 4 new look IN his face that meant trouble
for me. looked for the boat but the fog had
thickened again, blottIng her out
What You got there he demanded as he
putted NO dose u me.
g" Rotk bottom answered Keep or,
There's room only for one
And that one Is me-
squared myself as could with my bad
right hand tucked into my shirt out of the way
and my legs far apart as / could get them
struck ~ HIM. and pushed him under but
the reactIns force OF the blow sent me back
ward and then II was a mad scramble under
water - get my foothold again. Macklin came
up. SAW me and SWAIN under water until he had
reached my legs then he hove me off and tool,
my place
But he wasn't used t. the push If the cur
rent. and The next moment he was ott and
swimming again. while N.,s on breasting the
current, anu waiting for him. He came back