The diamond drill., 1915-08-28

mats IOr US tuo SAID Catmiyf
and then: Help me get another inch
or two on this sheet. We don't want
to let those people on the Osprey do
all the heroic things"
Together they held the catboat down
to It's work. sending II ripping through
the crested waves and lighting sturdi-
ly for every foot OF the precious wind
ward advantage. None the less. II was
the big schooner. thrashing down the
wind with every square yard OF its
reefed canvas drawing. which was nrst
at the scene Of disaster. Through the
rain and spume they could see the
schooner's crew picking up the ship
wrecked passengers. who we're cling
Ing TO lifebelts. broken bulkheads and
anything that would noat. So swiftly
was the rescue effected that the res
cuer had iuffed and filled and was tear
ing on It's way down the lake again
when the close hauled Clytie came up
with the FIRST OF the noating wreck
age, The tiller maiden's dark eyes
were shining again. but this time their
brightness was OF tears.
.Oh. boy, boyi" she cried. with q
little heartbroken catch In her voice;
some OF them must have gone down
with herl Can you believe that the
Osprey got them all7" And then. with
the sweet lips trembling: Il did my
best. Kenneth; my very best--and Il
wasn't-good enoughl"
She was putting the catboat up into
the wind. and GrIswold stumbled for
ward to get the broader outlook. Sud
denly he called back to her.
"Port-port your helm hard! There's
a man in a iiiebelt-he's just out OF
reach. Hold her there--steady-
steadyi" He had thrown himself fat,
face down, on the halfdeck forward
and was clutching at something In the
heaving seas. I've got himl" he
cried, and a moment later he was work
ing his way aft, holding the mans face
out OF water.
II asked for their united strength
to get the gray-haired. heavy-bodied
victim OF the capsize over the Clytie's
rail. They had to bring the lifebelt
too; the old mans fingers were sunk
into It with dying grip that could not
be broken. At first Griswold was too
much preoccupied and shocked to rec
ognize the drawn face with It's hard
lined mouth and long upper lip. When
he did recognize II the gripping fear
was at his heart-the fear that makes
a cruel coward OF the hunted thing In
all nature.
What might have happened II he had
been alone; II Margery. taking her
place at the tiller and busying herself
swiftly In getting the catboat under
way again, had not been looking on:
he dared not think. And that other
frightful thought he put away. fighting
against Il madly as condemned man
might push the cup OF hemlock from
his lips. Forcibly breaking the drowned
ones hold upon the lifebelt, he fell to
work energetically. resorting to the
first aid expedients for the reyivIng OF
the drowned as he had learned them
In his boyhood. Once. only. he flung a
word over his shoulder at Margery as
he fought for the old mans life Make
for the nearest landing where we can
get a doctor!" he commanded: and
then, In a passion of gratitude: 20
God, | thank thee that am not a MUIR
dererl-he's coming back! He's
breathing again!~
little later he was able to leave Oh
the first-aid arm-pumpings aud chest
DRESSINGS; to straighten the limp and
sprawling limbs. and to dive into the
cuddy cabin. under Margery's direc-
tions. for blankets and rugs. When all
was done that could be done. and he
had propped the blanket-swathed body
with the cushions so that the crash
and plunge OF the pitching catboat
would be minimized for the sufferer,
he went aft to sit beside the helms
woman. who was getting the hnal
wave-leap OF speed out OF the little
vessel
He is aliye?" she asked.
"YesJ and that is about all that can
be said. He isn't drowned; but he is
old. and the shock has gone pretty
near TO swapping the thread"
"Of course. you remember him?" she
said. looking away across the leapins
waters
Oriswold. with his heart on fire with
generous emotions. felt the cold hand
gripping him again.
'He Is the old gentleman you intro
duced me 10 nj the Inn the other day:
Galbraith; is that the name7"
Yes she rejoined. still looking
away; that Is the name"
GrIswold fell silent for the time; but
a little later. when the catboat was
rushing In long plunges through the
entrance to the Wahaskan arm OF the
lake. he said: you are going TO take
him to Mereside7"
Yes. He is friend OF poppa's.
And. anyway. It's the nearest place.
and you said there was no time to
lose"