New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-03-23

,.cy 1--WE got to get that passenger Gifts life and
G4,b- The Captain won't dare refuse you"
\ext instant the wrcckcr had disappeared round the
corner OF the boahouse before Johnson could refuse and
hand him back the packet The surfman stared trown-
n,y at the big blue cnvelOp,-it was addressed, he
noticed. TO the Captain Of the Cornwan,-thcn he
showed II into the pocket Of his pcajacket.
81 reckon its safe there till give il back to Mr..
W~..kcr Nlorton-wcn ! see him again" ne said with
arm emphasis "Matter O life an DEATH ell? Well
cue Ships Bottom amt got no call to be in at the
death, anyhow.
r. Was late in the afternoon, after a combined attack
bl the crew on the long Surimans amorous hopes
and fears, they thought that Johnson was reused
from i, brooding thoughts With the closing in OF dark
mes. the storm had risen. Great rollers We're booming
IN ON the beach and from all the nearby life stations
warnings were coming in TO keep a sharp lookout for
coawsc craft that would hug the shore in the brewing
northeast gale.
From his post in the watChtowcr Johnson could make
out the slow-moving figure Of Yankee Evans, the beach
patrol. pccrng out TO sea. The boys were on duty,
faithful and stanch-while ne plotting plotting
10 help the girl he loved stand by the man he hated
,fY-tug to help Morton do the right thing Ohm
I'm laughed: but il was not good thing to hear. He
was beginning regret his tac understanding with the
v-cokc and he listened to the rising wind with pleas
uro. even savagcy
IN. said nothing when later he glimpsed the spccter
of big launch crossing the bay, though bound out
r., sea in the mist Ii Harry Morton proposed to put
through his innocent deception on the crew in the kind
weather that was coming well, ne deserved what
WIS coming TO him, that an
Him an his darn aunchT get Swamped if ne goes
o,. IN that smother an him right. That tub OF
q Cornwall can't make head in this sea. It'll be md
night before she comes down. What time IS IT, any
vav;
Eight o'clock The steamship was due to pass Ships
BIft0n before eight Well let her pass, hundred
hundred. Molly or no What was that,
II caught his breath staring into the storm-driycn
o..n red CLEAN shot up out there in the sea smoke
Before he could spring for the night glass another thin
I'm. oi fire shot up into the black sky.
rocket, The instinct of the life saver was reused
Fora moment ne forgot Morton; and then from without
came the pounding OF boots the crew running, CRYING
the alarm.
~Dvc hear it. Johnny They jus give Us the high
.;,-, fly help, There goes CoSton
From a locker Johnson pulled out his sea clothes He
made for the boahouSe the crew al his heels. knolng
thr , wcscrs under their chinS and betting up their
SEA BOOTS In the changing OF the alarm bell the big
whit. r7otorboat was Swarning with men. Johnson IN
the STERN shouting orders.
Even get her. all right-we1 make a board into the
no-',.-. and slam down her" he shouted. Take
alon. the bow gun an plenty O. line, WclShy: Vel
rt,f. need en-. Freeze onto the easy chairs, BucS
Her where we get mauled good and plenty
TIL. powerful motor cracked. and Johnson showed
over big steering sweep dsdainng the uIler with the
he, SCI, that was running. In the teeth OF the forty
mile le he swing the boat head round for the swrng
vat.-- o the inlet. The curved bow struck the On
coming oilers and shot clear OF the shadows heading
s.-. into the big comberS. The men sat silcn, on the
th,--, strapped 20 their seats and staring through
tbc~ followed hands for signals Of disaster at sea
F.~ long hour the white htcbJat held on, boring
dea,e- .ni deeper into the black ocean now brcasng
the M sweep Of the gale, when the seas threatened TO