The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-11
SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING

SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING
 ~, , CHAPTERS.
 The great steamer Titan, supposed to be unsinkable, starts across; the Atlantic. Rowland, once lieutenant now common sailor, meets his olt love. Myra. She is with her husband and child.
 The Titan cuts ship in two, and her captain endeavors to conceal the crime. Rowland objects The cap. tain gives him. whisky, so that hs will be- discredited. Myra accusei him of attempting to. murder hel child.
 Rowland, is drugged by the cap tain's order and is then given : tn. starboard bridge lookout, so that h will disgrace himself. Myra's chilt steals away and joins Rowland.
 The Titan strikes an Iceberg and escapes in q boat. Rowland and the child find refuge on the iceberg. He loses an arm in a fight with polar bear.
 prays Tor help, and he and the child are rese6ed. Meyer, a marine insiir- snce mah, Is heavily hit by the loss of the Titan and the Royal Age.
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 We'll I've brought him half dead. ButtwhyS couldn't you give me time to dock my ship ?s A mate can't do every thing
 ssAnda this is Captain Barry of der PeeFlees,r said MT. Meyer, taking his hand: Tt Is all right. my friend; you .w1l1s hot, lose. And this is Mr. Row. slands and. this is der little child. Sit hovtn;s my friend. congratulate you 6n your escape
 Thank you, said Rowland weakly IS he seated himself. '.They cut my arm of at Christiansand, and I still live. That is my escape
 Capt1in Bryce and Mir. Austen, pale and 4)b1fonIess, stared hard at this man, fh whose .emaciated face, refined by suffering to the almost spiritual .softneag of age they hardly recognized the features of the troublesome sailor of the Titan His clothing, though clean. was ragged and patched.
 MT. Belfrfdee had arisen and was also 6taring, not at Rowland, but at the child. who, seated in the lap of the big Captain Barry, was looking around with wondering eyes. Her costume Fas unique. A dress of bagging stuff put together, as were her canvas shoes and hat with sail twine in sailmak- CTS stitches, three to the inch, covered skirts and underclothing made from old flannel shirts. It represented many an hours work of the watch below, lovingly bestowed by the crew of the Peerless. for the crippled Rowland could not sew Mir. Selfridge approach ed, scanned the pretty features closely and asked:
 'sWhAt is her name?"
 ssHer first name is Myra," answered Rcwlahd sShe remembers that. But I have not learned her last name, though knew her mother years ago, before her marriage"
 "Myra, Myra." repeated the old gen. fieman, s'do you know me? Don't you know mey' He trembled visibly as he stopped and kissed her. The little forehead puckered and wrinkled as the child struggled with memory; then it cleared. and the whole face sweetened to a smile
 ''0wampa," she said.
 70 God, I thank thee," murmured Mry Sefffidge, taking her in his arms s1 have lost my son, but I have found his child-my granddaughter
 But sir" asked Rowland eagerly. 'yous this child's grandfather? .Yon' son Is lost, you say. Was he on board the Titan7 And the mother-was she saved or is she toon- He stopped, un- able to continue.
 'SThe mother is safe in, New York. but the father, my son, has not yet been heard from" said the old man mOurnfully
 Rowland's head sank. and he hid his Eace for moment in his arm on the table at which he sat. It had been a face as old and worn and weary as that of the white haired man confront ing him., On it when 1t raised, flushed, bright eyed and smiling, was the glory of youth
 ssI trust, sir," he said, 'that you will telegraph her. am penniless at pres ent and, besides, do not know her name.r
 "Selfridge-which,. of course, is my own name. Mrs. Colonel or Mrs. George Selfridge. Our New York ad- dress Is we1l known. But shall cable her at sonce, and, believe me, sir, al though can understand that our debt to you cannot be named in terms of money. you need not be penniless long. You are evidently a capable man, and I have wealth and influence"
 Rowland merely bowed slightly, but MT. Meyer muttered to himself: Wealth and influence. Berhaps not. Now, gen. tlemen.s he added in a louder tone, ito pizness-. Mr. Rowland, will you tell us about der running down of der Royal AHeT
 X. twas it the Royal Age?" asked Row. land II sailed in her one voyage Yes, certainly"
 MT. Selfridge, more interested in My "a than in the coming account carried her over to a chair in the corner and eat down, where he fondled and talked to her after the manner of grandfathers the world over. and Rowland. first look anx steadily into the faces of the two