Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-07-13
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duSRy unQerSlOW came tie NeiSh
carriers, giving birth to a file Of gro
tesque shadow monsters as they swung
up the plank into the field Of the
searchlight.
The footplank had been drawn in
the steam winch was Gathering, and
the landing stage had begun to come
aboard, when the two men whose duty
1t was to cast off ran out on the fitting
stage and dropped from it's shore end
One Of them fell clumsily, tried to
rise, and sank back into the shadow;
but the other scrambled up the steer
bank and loosened the half-hatches in
the wet hawser. With the slackenins
of the line the steamer began to move
out into the stream, and the man at
the mooring post looked around to
see what had become Of his COM
panion.
Get a move on youse!" beloved
the mate; but instead Of obeying. the
man ran back and went on his knees
beside the huddled figure in the
shadow.
At this point the watcher on the
promenade deck began vaugely to un-
derstand that the first man was dis
abled in some way, and that the other
was trying to lift him. While she
looked the engine-room bells tangled
and the wheels began to turn. The mate
forgot her and swore out Of full heart
She put her fingers in her ears to
shut out the clamor Of abusive pro-
family; but the man on the bank paid
no attention to the richly emphasized
command to come aboard. Instead, he
ran swiftly to the mooring post, took
a double turn Of the trailing hawser
around it and stood by until the strain
ing line snubbed the steamers bow
to the shore. Then, deftly casting on
again, he darted back to the disabled
man, hoisted him bodily to the high
guard, and clambered aboard himself;
all this while McGrath was brushing
the impending crew aside to get at him
Charlotte saw every move Of the
quick witted salvage in the doing, and
wanted to cry out in sheer enthusiasm
when it was done. Then, in the light
from the furnace doors, she saw the
face of the chief actor; it was the face
Of the man with the stubble beard.
She could not hear what McGrath
was saying, but she could read hot
wrath in his gestures, and in the way
the men fell back out Of his reach
All but one; the stubble-bearded white
man was facing him fearlessly, and he
appeared to be trying to explain.
Griswold was trying to explain, but
the bullying first officer would not let
him. It was a small matter; with the
money gone. and the probability that
capture and arrest were deferred only
from landing to landing, a little abuse
more or less, counted as nothing. But
he was grimly determined to keep Nc
Grath from laying violent hands upon
the negro who had twisted his ankle
in jumping from the uplifted landing
stage.
mo; this is one time when you
don't skin anybody alive!" he retorted
when a break in the stream Of abuse
gave him a chance. you let the man
alone. He couldn't help it. Do you
suppose he sprained an ankle purpose
ly to give you chance to curse him
out?'
The mates reply was a brutal kick
at the crippled negro. Griswold came
closer.
Don't try that again." he warned
angrily. IF you've got to take it out
on somebody, I'm your man."
This was mutiny, and McGrath's
remedy for that distemper was ever
heroic. In a flash his big fist shot out
and the crew looking to see it's lighter
champion go backward into the river
at the impact. But the blow did not
land. Griswold saw it coming ant
.swerved the nece ssary body breadth
The result was a demonstration Of g
simple theorem in dynamics. McGratf
reeled under the impetus Of his owr
unresisted effort, stumbled forward
against the low edge-line bulwark
clawed wildly at the tickle air ant
dropped overheard like a stone.
The Belle Julie was forging ahea(
at full speed. Clearing the intervening
obstacles in a hurler's leap, Griswolt
raced aft on the outer edge Of the
guards and jumped overheard in timt
to grapple the drowning man when hi
was within few feet Of the churn.
and fought blindly. There was NJ
time for trick or stratagem, and wher
! the thunder of the wheel roared over
head, Griswold felt the jar Of a blow
and the mates struggles ceased alb
ruptly. A gasping moment later th'
worst was over and the rescuer haC
his head out; was swimming gallantl!
in the wake of the steamer, supporting
the unconscious McGrath and shouting
Justify for help.
The help came quickly. The alarm
had been promptly given. and th
night pilot was man for an emer
gency. Before the little-used yaw
could be lowered, the steamer hat
swept a wide circle in mid stream ant
the searchlight picked up the cast
aways. From that to placing the Bell
Julie so that the two bits Of humal
| hotsam could be hauled in over tn
bows was but a skilful hands turn o
rudder- work, accomplished as cleverl
as if the great steamboat had been
power driven launch To be steered b.
touch of the tiller.
All this Charlotte saw. She wa
| looking on when the two men wer
dragged aboard, the big Irishman still
unconscious, and the rescuer in tn
final ditch Of eXhaustion-breathl
sodden, reeling with weariness.
And afterward, when the Bell
jules prov was once more turned t
the north. Miss F'ranham flew back t
her stateroom with the letetr to MI
Galbraith hidden in her bosom AM
clutched tightly as if she were afraij