Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-08-01
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The snow had ceased to fall and tn,
cold was increasing every moment
He scanned the horizon anxiously, bu
could see no sign of the disabled ten
der.
He had gone perhaps two hundred
yards when the boat grounded on th
flats. He saw at once that 1t was i'm
possible to make the yacht until foot
tide. The safest thing to do was t
get out and push to the island marsh
two or three hundred yards away
There they could take exercise enough
Ito keep warm until the tide came II
again. 1t would be wait of two hour!
in bitter cold and pitch darkness, bu
there was no help for it."
Bivens sat up and growled:
What the DEVILS the matter? CAM
you hurry up. I'm freezing to DEATH
I'VE can't make it on this tide. Wei
have to go to the marsh"
Cant we walk over the flats and lei
the boat go?"
Il could walk it, but you couldn't"
why not?" Bivens asked, angrily.
Because you haven't the strength
This mud is six inches deep and tough
as tar. You'd give out before you'd
gone two hundred yards"
Nothing of the sort!" Bivens pro-
tested, viciously. I'll show you!"
| He stepped out of the boat and
started wading through the mud. He
had made about ten steps when his
boot stuck fast, he reeled and fell. The
water was less than six inches deer
but his arms were wet to the skin as
far as the elbows, and the icy water
got into his boots and drenched his
| feet.
Stuart picked him up without com.
ment and led him back to the boat
Bivens was about to climp in when the
lawyer spoke quickly.
You can't sit down now. You've
got to keep your body in motion oil
youll freeze. Take hold of the stern
of the boat and shove her."
| Muttering incoherent curses the lit
tie man obeyed while his friend walk
ed in front, pulling on the bow line.
In fifteen minutes they reached the
marsh and began the dreary tramp OF
two hours until the tide should rise
high enough to float their boat again.
why can't we walk along this marsh
all the way to where the yacht lies?'
Bivens asked, fretfully. I'VE can fire
a gun and the doctor can help us or
board"
I'VE can't go without the boat. The
marsh is a string Of islands cut by
three creeks. The doctor has no way
to get to us. Both tenders are gone
Stuart kept Bivens moving just fast
enough to maintain the warmth of his
body without dangerous exhaustion.
| The wait was shorter than expected
The tide suddenly ceased to run ebt
and began to come in. The reason was
an ominous one. The wind had hauled
squarely into the north and increased
its velocity to forty miles an hour and
each moment the cold grew more ter
rible. Stuart found the little boat
afoat on the floor tide, jumped ir
without delay and began his desperate
battle against wind and tide.
It was absolutely necessary for Biv-
ems to keep his body in motion, so Stu
art gave him an oar, and ordered him
to get on his knees and help shove her
ahead. He knew it was impossible fol
him to keep his feet.
Bivens tried to do as he was told and
made a mess of it. He merely sue
ceeded in showing the boat around in q
circle, preventing Stuart from making
any headway.
whats the matter?" Bivens yelled
above the howl of the wind. You're
pushing against me, just spinning
around. Why don't you keep her
straight"
| Stuart saw they could never make
headway by that method, turned and
shot back into the marsh.
Get out" he shouted sternly. you
can walk along the edge-I can shove
| her alone"
Bivens grumbled, but did as he was
ordered.
Don't you leave the edge Of that
marsh ten feet" Stuart shouted
cheerfully. Il think We'll make II
now."
"All right" was the sullen answer.
1t was a question whether one mar
had the strength to shove the little
boat through the icy, roaring waters
and keep her off the shore. He did II
successfully for a hundred yards and
the wind and sea became so fierce he
was driven in and could make no head
way. He called Bivens. gave him ar
oar and made him walk in the edge
of the water and hold the boat of
while he placed his oar on the mu6
bottom and pushed with might and
main to drive her ahead.
| (To be Continued)