Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1918-02-21

went overheard. But how we ever kept
right side up in this little dinky boat
when tibet big iron pot sunk is more'n
enybody but God could tell. We Just
couldn't do nuthin' but just hang on.
We wus way up there, sir, a scrapin'
the clouds, an then down in a hollow
that seemed mile deep; an when we
come up out o. that, there you was, sir,
shootin' out O. the waves straight ut
us. The girl. she saw you an
screamed; she'd have gone over after
yer. II hadn't grabbed her, an then
Red he got boat hook inter the collar
Of yer jacket. an we hauled yer in
over the side"
"That must have been hours ago."
"Qutte spell. sir. Something he'd
hit yer head, an 1t bled a bit. The
young lady has been a-holdin' yer on
her lap ever since; she tore her
skirt"
"Never mind that, Mr.. Leayord," she
interrupted, 1--WE all of us.did what we
could. Olson, will you pass back a
biscuit and water bottle; Captain
Hollis will regain strength If he has
something to eat.'
smiled at her, and accepted the
biscuit.
"How IRE we fixed on food? only
want my share"
1--WE have had one apiece there were
two bags thrown in; we can thank Nc
Cam for that, the poor devil"
The memory of that spectacle of hor-
ror witnessed on the blazing deck
came suddenly back to me, and hid
my eyes, every muscle of my weakened
body trembling. felt Vera's arms hold
me tight.
"What is 1t. Robert? You are in
pain?"
emo; the suffering was mental, not
physical. IL saw McCann's death
that was what held me on board so
long. Bascom got him; they-they
went down together, fighting in eacl,
others arms. in sheet of flame. No
words can picture the horror of it.
Let's not talk of that any longer. IL
must keep my mind"
eyes, dear, we will not talk of it"
tenderly. "Our own situation is sure
~ bad enough; you must tell the men
what to do"
lifted myself. strengthened by the
appeal, eager to be diverted.
"The boat is taking in water?"
"Not great deal, sir; she is so deep
loaded some splashes over the gunwale.
We're all right so long as the sea keeps
like it is now"
care you steering by compass?'
"No. sir, by sun. I just naturally
headed west; that's the nearest coast,
reckon? Are these fishing seas, sir?''
'The best in the world. I've often
read of dory crews being lost in the
winter fog, and yet making land in
spite Of the storm and cold. If they
can do it in such weather, there is no
call for us to give up while the boat
floats. The first job should be to rig
q sail; there is one oar left?"
"Aye, sir, and paddle"
"Good enough. Red, cut a hole in
that forward thwart with your sheath
knife; not too large now. Any can.
vas aboard?"
"Only these strips"
'"They'll do for stays, and to make
secure. The sail will have to be shirt
Olson, how about yours?'
He peeled it off without a word, and
helped me fasten it to the oar blade
1t was rough bit Of work, yet served
the purpose, and when we had stepped
the improviseG mast, bracing 1t as best
we could with the paddle and the out.
spread garment bellied out in the fair.
ly fresh wind, the sight put new heart
into all of us. I could but note the fel.
lows, staring at it, and then Mt the
rushing green water alongside, as
though calculating our progress. Ne
doubt it was small enough, yet the
very knowledge that we were moving
at all tended to bolster our courage
and arouse hope.
There was nothing more to be done
the boat rode fairly steady, and one
man could easily keep her clear OF
water. The others disposed them
selves as best they might, occasionally
exchanging word or two, but mostly
staring about ut the expanse of sea
Leayord hung on to the tiller, while
held to Vera's hand, and we spoke In
low voices for each other alone.
"What a mistake we made when we
chose this voyage" said regretfully
1T has brought only hardship ant
peril"
j II do not regret" and her eyes gazet
frankly into mine. ''Truly I do not
There was no other way for us to know
and love. Robert, If this was the end
, should be glad Of my choice. woult
rather go down here in these water.
. clasped in your arms. than to be com
PEELED to live on in the world without
|, you"
J "My sweetheart; but I will no
/ Imagine such a fate. We have strug
gled on through too much to have tn,
, end come in this desolate ocean. w,
must win-the Newfoundland coast 1.
not so far away, and these are sailor.
, with us. You trust. and love mo9U