The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1915-11-25
Copyright, 1913. by Emerson noueh

met me, pale, ler eyes Wlue. ueT ualT
disheveled, but none the less mistress
Of herself.
"What is it?" she demanded. "What
makes it jolt?'
We've gone aground" said l. "She
does pound little. doesn't she?"
She looked ont into the wild night.
across which the voices OF the confus-
ed wild fowl came like souls in tor.
ment-
This is terrible!" said she simply.
Are we lost:'
NO" said |. Let US hear no such
talk. Go below now and keep quiet
We may pass the night here or we
may conclude after little to go on
ahead a little farther. We've just
dropped the anchor. The islands just
over there a way" did not care to
be too specific.
found the men trying to make
soundings all about US as best they
could with boat books and spare
spar But it came to little.
"Peterson." said |, you're ships
master What are your orders?'
"Unlash the boat covers" said be
"Get even the dinghy ready. Williams.
close your hatch and bear hand to
swing the big boat out in her davits
Set the bottom plugs in we'll. And.
MIR. Harry, you and John. the Chink.
had better get some stores and case
or so of bottled water aboard the long.
boat. Have you got the slickers and
rugs ready and plenty Of clothes!
Well just be ready If it happens. !
don't know where that light or the
channel is. but the ducks maybe know
where something is. Well run for
them II we can't ride her out"
Peterson stood looking ahead, but
was anxious. "Shes coming up strong
err" said he. land two points on the
BORT quarter. We're going on harder
all the time, Anchors dragging.
Afraid we're going to lose her, Mr..
Harry"
, 7'Hush!' said /, nodding to the boy.
"And turn on the searchlight- 1t
seems to me hear breakers in there
THAT'S So" said the old man
"Hook on the lights battery, Williams.
and let's see what we can see."
The strong beam, wavering from
side to side. plowed furry path into
the fog. 1t disclosed at first only the
succession of angry incoming waves.
each as it passed thudding us down
on the bar of shell and mud and slime.
But at last off to starboard and well
astern in our new position. riding at
anchor, we raised faint white line OF
broken water which seemed constant
feature and now and then caught the
low boom Of the surf.
"She amt half mile over yonder.
/ heard Willy, the deck hand, say. AN
we could almost walk it if it wasn't
for the sea-"
"Yes. SIR said Williams, wed dc
fine in there now with them boats
When we hit the white water
"Shut up!" ordered Peterson. Safe
as church here or there, you lubbers
Stand by your tackle and keep YOU
chin Mr.. Harry, tell the ladies jus
to wrap up bit because-well, MAYBE
BECAUSE
Call me when it is time, Peterson,
said l. and moved aft, holding Jea1
Latitte by the arm.
''Geer' said he as he dropped, we
and out of breath, into the cabin. Ant
"Gee!" remarked very pale L'Olon
nois in return, gamely as be could AM
non
with the pound OF the keel on tn
shoal.
"What shall we do?" asked Helen'
at last calmly. "Auntie is very sick
am beginning to fear for her. it /
such bad attack. This is as roug|
as ever saw it on the channel"
There is no danger" said l, "bu
Peterson and just thought that i
she kept on pounding in this way
might be better to go ashore
spoke lightly, but we'll enough
knew the risk Of trying to launch
boat in such a sea, and what the sur
might be none could say.
Silently motioned to Willy, the dec
hand, to bring me the life preservers
"Put them on" said to Helena.
"Oh, can't! | can't!' moaned tn
older woman. I'm dying-let m
alone.'
"Stop this nonsense, madam" sal
] sternly, knowing that was the onl
way Put it on at once. You, tot
Miss Emory, and you, my boys. Quick
Then throw ON loose wraps-al 20
can. 1t will be cold"
In spite of all my efforts to seer
calm the air of panic ran swiftly. Mr.
Daniver awoke to swift action as sh
tremblingly fastened the belt about he
Pushing past me. she reached the decl
and so mad was she that in all likel
hood she would have sprung overheard
caught at her, and though my clutc
brought away little more than a han1
full of false hair it seemed to restol
her reason, though it destroyed h,
couture. Enough Of this!' | cried