Bisbee daily review., 1913-10-05
By CYRUS TOWNSEND BRADY
Copyright 1912. by cyruu TOwuIsnd Brady


 we can. have had some experience in taking boat through the surf. and although it is a prodigious risk. be lieye 1 can take this one over. think we shall win through if you will sit perfectly quiet and trust to me
 ''I will do whatever yolT tefi me she said with a most becoming and un- usual meekness. ''I think-I know- trust you entirely. Master Hampdon."
 Very well" said l quietly. and may Cod help ust"
 Fortunately the tide was making to ward the shore of the islauG select. ed a spot where the huge, rolling waves seemed to break more smoothly thar elsewhere. which argued a greater depth of water over the barrier. less roughuess and fewer possibilities of S-ing wrecked on the jagged points ot the coral reef. Dousing the sail. un shipping the tiller and rudder and pull ing the oars with all my strength after ap unuttered prayer l shot the boat di -5ctiy toward the spot had chosen. Just before l reached it l threw the cgr1 inboard, seized one of them. which wished @ use as a steering oar, and stepped aft past my lady. who sat little forward and well down in the bottom of the boat. I braced myself in the stern sheets and waited We were racing toward that reef with dizzy speed. rising with the uplift up the wave. ' had just time for one word.
 If we die,' l shouted. remember that I have been your true servant al- ways" " ''-- '
 She nodded her head. her eyes gIis. tening, and then l lost sight of her. A huge roller overlook us. The little boat rose and rose and rose with a giddy. furious motion. Suddenly it began tO turn. IT it went broadside to the reef and wave caught it or one broke over , it we should be lost, but had foreseen the danger. l threw out my oar and with every pound of strength in arm. leg and body 1 thrust bliudty. desper- ately, against the thrust of the sea. It was an unequal combat, a man against the Pacific ocean. couldn't have main tained it for long And yet it seemed ! hours The strain was terrific. The wave we were riding broke just i as we reached the top. We sank down | into what seemed q valley of water. { the breakers roared in our ears. the ! spray fell over us like rain. We sank ] lower and lower. there was a sound of ] grinding a.ong the keel. We had struck ! the coral evidently. l thought this was all. for another moment and the bottom would have been ripped out of her; but ! no. we were over in safety.
 The last remainder of the wave ] broke fairly over us and struck me in i the back as ] stood aft with such force as to bring me to my knees. However, In that position I acted as sort of i breakwater and the dinghy was not l completely filled Although she had shipped quantities of sea, she still doated. The force with which we had been thrown over the crest of the wave drove US landward with tremendous speed. It was terrific. was stunned for a moment. but the sweetest voice in the world recalled me to my senses
 Tt was glorious. magnidcentg' cried my mistress exultantly. Are yot hurt: Are we safe:'
 Her clothes had been drenched. o course. but she was otherwise unharIn cd and there was strange light in hel ! eyes.
 q am not hurt" I answered. "Gct has preserved me thus far"
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 For your service" answered grayeIy. quite understanding that wa
 what she meant
 And now tO make the landing. Tn
 boat. while it had come tO a standstfll
 was filed with water. but ! couIdh'
 stop to bail it out then, so 1 stePpe' carefully forward. shipped the oar
 and rowed slowly forward across th
 lagccn.