New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-09-01

with the end OF a haWSer. FROM llS ooW0i'
a figure rose up, hurting line. Big Jehl
Casco Then the sailors hauled in, and Casco
went up. hand over hand, and the Algonquin
crew started climbing down.
The cutter must have seen the peril TOO,
and Ships Bottoms preparations for the
rescue. She swung off to one side, training
her searchlightS on the wreck, lighting up
the scene like day. One beam of light fell
on the hydroplane, and Welsh laughed.
"Oh. I'm booked too! Soon as she ffops
over on me-bang! This GOSH
The hydroplanc was working! tie had
not shut off the motor, and now it moved
with an intermittent purring, the fanwheel,
hung high above the wash lashing out be
hind. The bird-ship was still fast, her alumni
nun runners glued to the sea; but the motor
was gathering courage. Welsh watched
raging.
Twice more the lifecar washed back to the
wreck, each time carrying away her load OF
sailors. The third time she nearly came to
grief. A sudden burst of smoke Streamed
upward smothering the scene. The sea had
reached the fires. The ship was down to her
fore peak now, tunnels and deckhouseS under
water. When the smoke cleared the lltecar
was gone. The single survivor renamed IN
the triangular scrap of wreckagc.
That was Casco, doing the hero act,
surrcndering his place in the litecar. lie
was balancing up there, bathed in the reve-
nue. sscarchlights, which picked out his ribbed
life Jacket, strapped round his mighty chest
The whole ship had Slumped. Over the
sinking bow Welsh saw Ships Bottoms boat,
packed with the saved crew.
But the hydroplanc was moving at last;
and, as one notices little things, Welsh saw
the burnt-out handle of his Coston torch
swept away from where it had chung all
through the driving wash.
Aftcrward he had cause to remember that.
He knew now only that he was free.
81 bet the Algonquin's plugged up that
hole in the sea an let me loose. he SAID. I'll
get CaSco myself
THE hydroplanc lurched out again-out
L of the whirlpool this time. The motor
worked strong. On both quarters OF the
freighter's sinking bow the breakers crashed
back: but Welsh bored up between them.
Going shoreward, he'd probably turn head
over heels; but Big Jcms first rate ballast,
at that" he chuckcd.
The hvdroplanc had not done 50 badly,
after ALI She had saved Ships Bottoms
face: she had fetched in the revenue cutter
and narcd out the lifcboat. And now she
was going to save Jcm Casco the man who
was worth them ALL
Across the maclstrom Of wrcckagc hc
drove the whirring machine, regardless Of
the suction that could drag down any other
craft but this. Nothing could sink the by
droplanc She was built for just such emer-
gcncics skimming on her air-tight pontoons,
buoycd up by the very blast that fought her
back, despite her battered planes. over
riffraff and water she vaultcd, landing on her
upcurvcd runners right over the wreck; for
the bow had vanished. CaSco sprang as the
waters snatchcd for him. sprawling in heap
on the hydroplanc's deck.
All down. Welsh shouted glccfully.
"Ncvcr lost a man
"Thc little white dog CaSco gaSpcd.
"D'vc see the tcrrier?'
"Thc dog" said Welsh 'e lost a pore
XVI, arter all donc?7
Hydroplanc and men y r.. irling shore
ward. \ biscuit toss away 4 white object
bobbcd on the surface, sending up pitiful
yap. Welsh jcrkcd the seat strap loose.
take her. .Jcm.' he snarlcd. I'm gon'
to get that tikc!"
He sprang far out, swimming strong, hand
over hand. The white terrier went under,
and Welsh with him, diving and swimming
down, following the struggling SpcCk. His