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

Strengthened up from the steering sweep tossing Oh hi
pcaJackct.
III get him he SAID unless the gets me first
Serves me right for coming out to help Harry Morton
take his runaway partner of that ship hat what
done, Boys.
LIE was over the side with the last bitter words swim
"a ming with all his strength. He had the drowning
his grip while the ship stu looncd over thclil
The swrlng waters flung them both against her SIDE anu
Morton ceased struggle but the lie saver service
Jacket of Sea Island cotton held them both up over
head he heard men yelling Tor rope, Tor lie pTcseIN,
but there time 10 wait Johnson planted Dol"
feet against the ships SIDE at the SAME time etagcn-
ing his long legs like jumping jack. he shock ana the
onrush OF the hull did the rest throwing them clear 81
the wash, tossing them dozen feet away hc ieIt
the lash OF the propeller II roarcd past leaving them
fiOundcrng astern. Death had snapped al thcI very
heels, missing them by an inch
81 kind a thought it could be done, Johnson gaspcd.
"Ill be broke when get ashore but We give her ron
for her money, anyhow
brawrly arms dragging them the side, while the
shouted joyous abuse Johnson lay painting IN the
bottom OF the boat al IN; spent with his tussic with
Old Ocean and the liner which had slowed up marking
tmc dozen ship lengths away. Evidently the rcscu,
had reused commoOn aboard. Shouts and questioning
cries came down wind, passengers crowdng the ran.
In the lfcboat the crew closed IN on Aortcn listening
while the wrcckcr talked eagerly urging them to some
plan OF Johnson went hot ana cold as nc SAW the
men looking back him. their faces grim IN the shdd-
owy light Wcll-hc didn't care, he bullcs knew now
nc gong to sell them out tidt nc 81 rlSkcl every
lie in the boat love Of Molly and hundred dollars
That WAS what hcd donc No USE pretending any thing
else In spite OF his squeak too. Harry ~ oroi
still urging them 10 take of his fugitive partner.
suddenly "a guiidW went up. Yankee Evans sirang
for the steering sweep and the liicboat Shot ahead,
working under The lee Of the ship mass Of light IN th,
darkness Little Welsh made a trumpet Of his hands.
"Abo-oard the Cornwall Sta-and by to catch the
line"
The growl OF a mcgaphonc answered from the bridgc
whats all this row. anyway, What Your trouble,
You'll be foundcrcd if YOU board Us IN this wcllcr.
Wen shoot YOU a Inc an board YOU like "a Port Adj
mlral." The icsavcrs were tlcklcd over something
All ready"
Welsh swung a coil Of line and pointed to the bo"
gun Plainly the officer understood; for the whistle
up three four blasts, they could hear the thumi
Of The telegraph signal on the bridge and the ship slowed
hall speed ahead.
ado YOU think YOU can make IT," Morton cried IN AN
aptatcd voice.
The gunner laughed scornully. MAKE it, Like
rdin' IN automobile, We got 10 DO II, that /, ALL
IL dawncd on the wrctchcd Johnson that the crew
meant 20 stand by him finish up the work be- had
started. He struggled up with some vague notion OF
interfering. Yankee Evans. al the steering sweep,
pulled him back.
YOU'RE dcpo,cI'- Evans grovl,d. Then, Johnson
sank down with DO, face IN no hands, Nv got 'otctch en-
both ashore now. Evans explained. ats the on
chance Of squarng thing with the Inspector Tor tnn
out the boat, an BEN $50 long of station Now. NcN,
lct 'cr g,."
THE line gun IN the bow cracked like whip Tho W'n
Johnson bad brought along for The same purpose,
he remembered with groan, and the lifeline .n".