Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-12-01

selves loose. struggling against the ethargy that had
almost overcome them Useless he knew they were tor
his purposes.
go overheard on the end of line" he shouted
"The eboat will pick you up An We might ha saved
a swim if l thought you that game" he muir
INJURED through his set teeth
They were lucky if they got overheard without his
help But Gascoigne had more important business to
attend tO,-the and the baby. Crawling to the
cabin skyght, he drew his sheath knife and the
lashings that held the She did not move,
lift her closed eyeids but the baby locked
in her in wise.
"Knocked out, scared, or cold-or both" Gascoigne
muttered heartsick himself at her coorless face Had
he too late, after all?
A faint wall coming from the bundle in the shawl
brought lump to his throat. 1T is darn tough, ain t
it, Kiddy?" he said, apostrophizing the baby.
Il don't dare send you off with your ma. though You
fully. his clumsy hands withdrew the little bundle and
he tucked it in the breast of his peajacke buttoning
it securely in, against his own hard-thumpng chest.
His big cork jacket he made fast to the mother as
we'll as he could for its immense size.
"If they carried O these things coastin
hookers more folks nd come home, he said i'm
personally. Freeing the lifeline from his body, he
made it fast to the woman Then with wave
and shout of warning to the boat he lowered
her over the side. She'll wash down all right,
an they'll grab her, he said, with full confidence in
the boat crew. He her whirl to leeward, and he
the eboat intercept her and lift her aboard, and
he drew deep breath of relief and that's all right.
Now you an me, Kiddy' He tried to in his big
chest give the little thing his pea jacket "sea
So engrossed he that he paid attention to the
weather to W1ndWard. The Wild winds had swept the
clouds away of clean-washed sky and suddenly,
low down the horizon the shone out with the
spendor of day. And he waited mpatently for
Little Welsh to heave back the lifeline big reared
its head alongside the ship. He it coming, and he
jumped for the mizzen shrouds. The water fell with
the report of the hulk quivered, and the lee
ward deck and bulwark crumpled like paper, CARRYING
with it the two He the lifeboat wachful
terrier, dash into the open again. and presently
return to her position to leeward Whether they got
the men or not he did not know. Just then he did
much care They're not much, anyway, leavin' YOU
an to fight it out in the wet, eh Kiddy he said in
whimsical disgust
He saw Welsh rise in the bow of the lifeboat swinging
lifeline, ready for the cast.
make fast your long painter and stand by to haul
taut" Gascoigne shouted. "Gawd amt goin to let
em ketch them bunkers an leave aboard,
Kiddy' he said. 1t part of Shark Gascoignes
ethics to moraze, in thought or word. Simply from
looer of dead ships, he had taken to saving life and
he liked the sensation. "Never had much fun in my
fe!" he chucled unable to analyze his feelings.
In calling for the feboat's inch and a-haf towing
rope he had already planned his of from
the huk-"wthout the kid ketchn cold too If that
shaky after would stand the pounding of that big
it would stand any strain that he meant to put on it.
"If ony kin get the rope fast up there an the stick
holds half minute, II come down hand under hand