Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-03-19
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1ueIe Was ITO Ll1Ilc 10 WASTE, though C1eTe
was time for Carnahan and another to revive
the half dead Raja.
When Raja opened his black eyes, and
the glare of Darkness passed from them, he
struggled to rise.
Il fetch him." he said aNow l 60 back
to baby, that wait"
1t was Captain Carnahan that went back.
The riding hawser ran out to the maintop
of the ship now, taut as an iron bar in the
gray light of the morning and fickered with
red from the blazing bonfire. On the ships
shrouds a line of people were going up. And
the breeches buoy was whipping in.
"Takin' the women aloft, they are, Carny,
an feler's comm in" the delighted Bresin
Missus- Ho, there, watts up?"
There was silent moment, sag and
hitch in the line by which they were hauling
in the laden breeches buoy. Then the load
came on, the buoy swung inshore over the
sand, and was lowered down-and Carnahan
lifted out the body of a sailor.
"Smashed on the rocks, an gone, he said.
@This won't do feared it wouldn't clear"
well kill 'em all on the reef" man
cried despairingy. "They should a made
fast to their hind stick; an the hawsers too
short to splice more on this end
"I'll go out an show en-" Canadian said.
They understood and glanced at one an
other; but this time no man opposed him.
The baby was out there, and the question of
its safety was not yet solved.
"Them Reef Rock can't kill Carny-not
now!" Breslin said in sovereign contempt.
"Git aboard, Capt."
J you'll know if l strike the reef" Car
nahan said grimly, as he swung himself into
the bags of the breeches buoy. "Don't stop
if do. I'm goin' right through to the ship!"
In another moment he was boring into the
teeth of the gale, dangling over the black
caldron of Reef Rocks, and smiling at death.
MEN and officers in the maintop of the
A'A wrecked clipper, high up over the
swarming deck, shouted with surprise, when
the breeches buoy, returning after the disas-
trous trip inshore, which they had watched
with falling hearts, brought to them burly,
round shouldered man, whose first hail,
when still a stones throw away, after he had
apparently swung breeches buoy and him
self by main force clear of the rock barrier
that had already proved fatal to one man,
was hoarse with deferred hope and great
joy and came from dry lips:
"Where is the baby you picked up? Where
is he?"
"The Kanaka and the boy we picked up
last night?' the officer in the maintop stared
man did get ashore, of course. The boys
down below: Man, you don't mean to say
you re his
Canadians face had already told the
story, and then the father of the saved boy
showed the ship crew what life saver glori-
fled by JOY unspeakable could do. He swung
himself into the maintop, his big frame ex-
banding, his voice like battle trumpet.
"Thank God and you! The boys mine!
And now, men, we've got to switch this
hawser back to the mizzenmast, or every
man Jack of you'll hit the reef going in
Back there the buoy will clear. An my
boys safe! Oh, thank God! It's good to be
alive! How's the ship below, Boys?"
Troned on the rocks-she'n last awhile.
Even then Carnahan waited to show them
out of his professional knowledge, exactly
what to do. When at last he swung out of
the top, in his panic haste sliding down a
backstay to deck, he ignored passengers,
Captain, and crew, who hailed him as a
savior dropping from the clouds to snatch
them out of the jaws of death, and made for
a group of women.
From motherly shielding of arms little
form sprang up. and shrill cry, the sweetest
sound Captain Carnahan had ever heard,
plunged straight to his heartstrings:
Daddy! Oh, Daddy"