The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1927-08-12
published by special arrangement with IT
Chicago Tribune Syndicate)
IN TWO PAKTs-PART TWO
!THE sTnRY 81 FAR

AN AANhA0-A IA "
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THE STORY so FAR
Jess I1verton, odd-job man on the docks,
il came that he qyit the sea. Jess had mar
she was Is. After two years Of married life
Jess lost Ruth when their child, Jess, Jr.,
nrst place in jess. Tiverton's life and young
Jess, under the tutoring Of Geo. Suite, mate
life Of a deep sea hsherman. He IS now on
his FIRST trip to sea on the fishing banks Of
And now the story
Fog shut down on the south shoals Of
the Grand Banks on the 18th Of July
when the Blue Belle was fair IA for
a run home the next day. There may be
spots on the atlantic where fog sets in
than upon the Grand Banks Of New
foundland. But they have yet to be To-
Gated.
Jess Tiverton had smelled fog coming;
no boat Of his vessel was over the side
when it arrived.
We'll call it a trip. I guess" he told
| George Suttle. When it lifts we'll get
along for home"
The Blue Belle rode at anchor that
! night in thirty-six athomS with a calm
! sea and a fog as thick as a horse blanket.
From the deck the masthead lights were
barely visible. There was a double watch
and the fog horn was sounded every
sixty seconds. Below deck forward men
played cards or reclined in their hunks,
smoking and talking of the prospects for
a fair voyage home.
At exactly eleven O'Clock Farley Man
ser, who had been Jess Tiverton's o o
for years, was serving a round Of coffee
and pie in the forecastle to men who
laughed when old Tripper Tarboy spilled
his cupful Of steaming liquid down his
pant leg and into his boot, and 1ocularly
intimated that Tripper was becoming toe
old to handle his Vittals."
Fifteen minutes later the Blue Belle, OF
what remained Of her, rested on gray
sand at the bottom of those thirty-siS
fathoms Of water. Eleven Of her crew
were with her. Tragedy that night fol
many homes. Greater tragedy for jess
Tiverton. For Young Jess drowned or
his first trip to sea.
Out of the darkness and the fog, of
her course and speeding tween four
teen and sixteen knots against all mari
time regulations governing the movement
Of steamers in a fog, came the Triumph
pride of the Barthlemess line, New Yorl
bound from Cherbourg and overdue.
The watch Of the Blue Belle saw he
lights only when the thtrty-two Thousand
ton express doomed Immediately allow
them. Time only to shout an unhearC
warning. Time only to sound the fol
horn in one quick, anguished wall. tn
steel bow Of the liner split the FISHING
! schooner from starboard bow TO por
'midships, swapping her foremost like
stick Of brittle coral. Men were crushe'
to death and men were drowned by tn
, flooding sea even before the Blue Bell
! sank. She went down almost immedi
/ ately, however, while the Triumph, onl
Jared by the impact, slowed down, re
: versed her engines, and came to a dea'
, stop an eighth Of a mile away.
No need to describe the horror attend
: ing the scene nor the Of youn
4 IoSc' death LET IL suffice thai non
+ could have saved him.
( The liner, her havoc wrought, steame
splendidly up, brought her battery G
searchlights to play on the wreckage an
2 lowered her port side ~lifeboats The
q picked up the survivors, recovered wha
q bodies it was possible to recover. Tw
. hours later the Triumph was aga1
: steaming towards New York, speed un
diminished, and her wireless was hashin
n the first cryptic message OF the d1saste
q to a world where fishermen count bU
: little in the days news.
It would have been melodramatic ha
Jess Tiverton fought against his rescuer
= He did not do so; there was in his ma
: ture no melodrama Of the sort. Nc
would he take advantage OF the TT.
umph's offer to send his own version
q the tragedy through The air.
I've nothing to tell" he told the TT
= umph's master. And he had nothing
tell, for until they landed in New Yo1
he spoke no other word.
Jess Tiverton will never sail again
4 they said along the waterfront. In Boi
ton, Gloucester, n Nantucket men WI
knew his story shook their heads.
. The sea has beaten him." was the
verdict in so many words.
10 "All his heart and all his soul, If
IS man has a soul, were given to TIL
4 youngster," George Suttle told old Ia
boy. "a man can only fight so long" !
= added significantly.
Josiah Mulvaney and James Tempo
the Blue Bellies owners, sent for Jess
3 come to Salem.
is There's talk you'll never take out al
~ other boat" Mulvaney put it straight
n to him.
ps swered simply.
I'd Which means, I take it, that you
Of sail again providing you get the boat
n why not?" Answer enough there.
wv Were going to build a new boz
he You're the man to have her if you wa
ok to-" Temper said. Then they asked hi
e for specifications n whether he n
NC any ideas Of his own he might wish
ne incorporate in the new vessel.
1t. Have her built from h Blue Bell
= prints" said Jess. There's no bett
boat aaoat than she was"
te. And Mulvaney, who was an unde
y standing sort of man despite an eXte
R ior as sharply cold as cracked ice, a
BY vised: go down n help them bui
- her. And name her what you wish"
But after he had gone, Temper ]
IDS marked: Jess Tiverton is getting o
He will not sail on n boat for long"
,S HE is past sixty" Mulvaney said. "T
Or old a man to hold up against his los
En Jess Tiverton was getting old; sorr
ti- laid gaunt hands upon his a
S0x weighed them Town. But he went do
Lev to Sib Benton's shipyard at Glouces
rs and superintendent the building Of t
new craft he was to sail. They laid l
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