The Grangeville globe. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho) 1907-1922, 1914-08-06

Win heightened anxiety ana fear.
Wilmington stared AT the steam still
outpOuring. The thunderous canking
Of ponderouS machinery galloping loose
heat frightfully into his ear. With
much more of 1t bilge plates would be
started,
Ii was then that blear eyed, cinder
burnt signalman came hurrying along.
Flagship tiingin' out Chase signals.
sir. was his report.
Ill.
When Torshell again dragged him
self Oh the bridge he was a mere I'M
shapely mass, held together by swaths
of lint. Widdrington stepped hastily |
to him and helped him up the last
rungs OF the ladder The captain look
ed into the scanned and scalded face. |
nearly hidden beneath bandages. Said |
he heartily: by heavens, we've pluck! |
These men owe their lives to you.
we've pluck And with this certifi-
cate forthcoming at last for service
done he dismissed the case for hero
ism.
But about this breakdown-wha
can you do? Our east wing scouts are
in touch with the enemy and here am
| not doing five knots. Never a shot
to be fired. and ahead they've got all
the work. Can you do nothing with
( these starboard eugines?"
They are in II pretty bad fix. but
/ I'll do my best to work them for a
time at least"
an0 in OF m
deep wallow of the stricken vessel as
n tumultuous swell tilted her casemat-
ed broadside. He would have fallen
headlong If the officers had not sprung
forward and caught him under the
arms. He moaned. MY knee. My
knee It's smashed
Half an hour later he was supern-
tending his officers and men. who.
stripped to their trousers. We're clear
ing away the wreck. Every order that
issued peremptorily from his blanched
lips went full and fair to the mark and
afforded succinct knowledge and con
tidence to the grimy, sweating workers.
Theirs We're unbegrudged obedience
and execution, for each now understood
his man. launched shouldered. he was
through physical agonies; yet, know
ing that he held the lives of 700 men
and that great, glorious ship in his
hand, he maintained his will indomita-
BILE. Not Il detail escaped his eye or
slipped his brain.
Night had long since dropped. The
, immense boat lay lurching from side
to side. plunging wildly under the tons
of green seas that thudded like batter
ing rams against her bows and fore
), castle what time the high walled swell
broke roaring.
q Make for northwest trade patrol
\ Regain nearest port Much regre
: breakdown" had been the sorely har
!. assed vice admirals latest message.
. Captain Widdrington. a barrel swath
:, ed in shawls and many waterproofs
!, was with the first and third lieutenant
on the afterbridge. YEARLY he turn
, ed from straining his eyes over the il
= distinct SUBMITS of yeasty seas an
, cleared the brine off his face and bush
" eyebrows with the fiat of his left hanC
l. He was cautiously making his way u
short. A quartermaster shouted, "D'y
70 hear that, sirT
;; A faint boom had rung through IL
- stormy wind. ominous, like to dyin
-, worlds last echo.
The first lodged scattered spout {
sea. IF the enemy drive down on
:, will you fight, sirt''
~ Eyes. by heavens. AS well go dow
fightin' as not. If we can work shl
= - it's the very weather for us. See To
,, shell. | must risk the port engines
~ And as Wingate carefully made
~ way on deck "Firin' east sou'east
was the lookouts hail.
He climbed down the thirty odd Re
~. of slippery ladder into the maze OF III
"A tionless machinery. AS he touched Il
"a senior engineer on the elbow he not
,is his inbent and quiyering lips.
ho Cant say" was the answer. ME
or be we will. But every man is work.
his best. If ii Is in my power the Sta
,,,s board mills II run"
of '1f we can't steam God help III
w. calculated the first.
He V.
ent AS the luckless warship flung hers
all. about the iron flooring beneath
the wornout men seesawed hither a
nd thither, throwing them off their re
'di She evened herself in broad val
of of the mountainous sea wastes.
Torshell yelled: Let her go!
attn her go!''
the A breaking hill of wild water v
sell hurting itself on the weather quar-
OF Just as the chains ratified through
ms blocks. Torshel lurched forward
an then, to the boats violent heeling,
pied helplessly between the hinder
mes umn of the intermediate engine
the banging mass of cylinder gear.
mp "Lower. Lower. Never mind II
came in an intense shrek. Their re-
eld- ed and knotted arms pulled desper