The Montgomery tribune. (Montgomery City, Mo.) 1892-1910, 1910-06-03

one only did / discover a body, that
of Il child of three or four years, fax
en-haircd and bonny even in death.
Upon the deck at the foot Of the mast
I discovered the vessels log-book ly-
ing wide open, a~quill pen beside 1t,
exactly as 1t had been dropped. ] did
not take time to decipher the Spanish,
inscribed in a scrawllng hand, but my
glance caught the date of that last
entry-"September IL, 1853"
The date rang in my head crafty, as
/ stood there staring at them, totally
unable to grasp or apprehend the
truth. One hundred and twenty-six
years!-Merciful God! And all that
tine those men had been there at that
table; all through those days and
nights, those months and years, that
frozen image of De Nova had been
smiling, his cold fingers clutching the
glass; all through those decades that
woman had been lying on the couch,
that flaxen-haired baby In the bunk!
There, exactly as We found them,
during a century of inky ~blackness,
tossed about by the sea, Graded in the
pitiless ice, smitten by the awful
| breath of eternal Winter, those bodies
had remained rigid, ~motionless, ven
as the souls left them, for 1875 years!
1t was u~nthinkable, i~nconceivable,
miraculous, beyond all my power Of
apprehension. Blessed Mary! what
changes the world had witnessed
since these died! What wonders of
discovery; what growth in faith;
what widening of human knowledge;
what generations of men and women
had been born. lived, loved, and died
since the deadly ice locked these into
this floating tomb!
Not until after I had explored the
last empty room and returned to the
| group at the door did l regain my
senses and feel myself again a living,
responsible being upon whose strength
of will depended the future of all on
board. A glance into those Mortified
faces told me instantly that they were
| ready for a mad retreat to the boat;
that the slightest exhibition of weak
ness on my part would set them into
a panic. / stiffened into resistance, all
memory of the past blotted out utter
ly by the demands of the present.
Men, we've come into a hard job
here, but it is one which must be at
tended to-" said. graveiy. However.
Wen wait until after breakfast before
tackling the worst of it. Day is be-
ginning now, and we will need all the
light it gives us. Dade, get out some
provisions from the boat, start a fire
in the galley, and prepare a hot neal.
Sanchez, go along and help; you will
probably have to cut away some ice
before the fire will draw. Not a word
to the ONE about what you have
seen aft, my lads"
The two started forward willingly
enough, and | Immediately turned to
the others, marking their uneasy
chances, and fully assured that / must
keep them also busily employed, or
else lose control altogether.
I'VE have too much to accomplish
here to waste any time while those
fellows are getting a meal ready" I
continued, quickly. mcknight, you
tackle these front shutters. Kelly,
climb up on the poop and dig the ice
off the skylight and out of the funnel.
We've got to have daylight and a fire.
Now, De Nova, / want you and John
son to help me Come on. men; what
are o two afraid of? These are all
dead"
/ fairly drove them to it, but 1t did
them both good, although the name
in which they advanced down the
cabin, their faces blanched under the
torch glare, their bodies shaking as
with ague. made me nervous and irri-
table. l put them at the after-ports,
Johnson with the c~leaver, and De Nova
with his sheath-knife, and between
the three of us we finally succeeded in
%wrenching both stern-ports free of
their icy letters. AS we burst them
open, through the wide apertures we
looked forth into the gray dreariness
of the dawn. Satisfied with what had
thus been accomplished, we retraced
our steps back through the cabin. OBJ
serving that Kelly had made some
progress above. the faint daylight al
ready beginning to tinge that grim in
terror.
(To BE CoNTINUED)