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A WAtF OF THE )GE.!

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A WAtF OF THE )GE.! On the rock-ribbed C09,st of Newfoundland the htde village of Broad Cove lay dormant beneath the rays of the rising moon, whose tight necked the hummocks of ice with brilliants and cast deep shadows over the snow. Here and there the gleam of a lamp shone feebly through the window of a hut but, as time wore on, these went ouc one by one, and nature's somnolence succeeded, ail save when, at intervals, the snarling bark of a hungry dog rang out on the still air. Far out ac sea, and seemingly so close to the shining orb in the heavens as to touch it, a dark mass of ice loomed ouc of the water. Between it and the beach lay alternate patches of ice and open water, while the hii!s surrounding the '.lUnge were white and glistening with snow. As the moon rose steadily, clouds followed hi its wake slowly at drst. then wit.h increasing rapidity umii. overtaking it, its light was but feebly apparent through the darkening masses. The wind rising. cossed the ice to and fro with a horrible, crunching noise thac mingled m perfect accord with the dull boom of the sea striking some piece, of ice more massive than its fellows, and' forcing columns of water high into the air through its honeycombed sides. With the gathering clouds came the fast-falling snow, increasing in volume as the nigh!; woye on. Towards daybreak the villagers were %roused by a dulL booming sound seaward, jin'ering in tenor from thac to which their aars had long been aceuscomed as the action Jf the waves. Garratt Dakon and Tom Withycomb, two sturdy tishermen of this village, were early astir, hauling cheir dories higher up on the beach, and over their .pipes discussing the probable catch at the seal nshery the coming season. Louder and M isssenmg intervals came the sound from he sea. be a biggish growler out en thur, Garrut,' said Tom. Ay, man) it be." **Ic's nowt the sea, though—et be more'a jhut. Et ba a gun, Garrut—a gun, man Fhur's sum nac ashore be the Pine. God be :helpin' ee Mayh&p et be a stamer Again the dull b'jo.n reached their ears, :choing and re-echoing among the sur- rounding hills. By this time the villagers, men, women, and children, were gathering on the beach beside the two men, where, facing the snow and wind, they discussed the matter. An. et. do be a stame'r ec ull be a God- send.' muttered an old dame, as she jerked the hand of the child she held until its feet {ocnd a more secure foundation on the ice. So. t'inks I, gammer. Biscuit an' water, 't.hout a drop of grog, is nowt so wannin' returMÜ a near companion. Be a-gectin' ths s!ide, boy", an' hist a dory atop on ee. W'ull be makin' fur the Pint, s.nd mayhap we save no life, we 11 be a-gettin' the cast of the breakers. Luk %hve, iads, <tn' as mc'i;y bans as have nowt to fear be a-conun' uth 1. Tait, gaunc, and weather beaten was the speaker, wliose voice issued from his throat .n a hoarse growl rivalling the cannon's 'oar now plainly apparent to atl ears. He "¡vas the "skipper" of the village; the recognised itLithonty among these simule asher folk a man whose word was iaw, md whose arm was its most able assistant No one for a moment thought of disputing Garrett Daltons authority, or when he directed, of disobeying his mandates. "It ad been better that a miilstone were tied tbout his neck than so to do. Withal ;here was a strain of kindliness in his eyes M he caught the eh'Id who tugged at his Wtfes hand within. his arms and fondled it I or an instant. I Luk alive thur, tads Thur's nowt time to waste. An she be on the rocks, amid the 3lob ice. thur's nowc dom' mayhap but; ouryin the dead. The dogs, Ned, the dogs, 'ad I" In a trice the sturdy canines that had been snitang &c the feec of their masLer were h'tched to the catamaran. Willing hands lifted the. dory on to the runners, while the men strove to throw themselves into the boat. tand ahack! Stand aback! Dalton shouted as he pushed the crowd from his path. The dogs hv enough uth the ttory Then, anth a peculiar wh'stte thac the beasts well understood, he put his hand on 6he atake, steadying the dory, and pushed bia share of the load. Tugging and straining at their canvas ¡: collars, with tongues hangtng out, the sturdy brutes puiled the catamaran through the snow, wh'.le those whom Daltcn had directed to accompany him ranged themselves on either side of the vehicle, and imitating their tender's example pushed vigorously. It was full two miles to the Point-two miles of the hardesi; kind of travelling even Ml fair weather, for it was up hill for the greater pare uf the distance. Whac must it be in the face of this driving As Dalt&n and his little band pushed forward with untiring zeal the reports of the cannon, while more distinct, came at wider intervals. The storm increased as the day wore on, and the men's oilskins were fasc freezing into solid masses of ice. To their mutter- ings of dtsconcenc Lalton paid uo heed anally one of them timidly proposed to retrace their steps. Then hi voice rose in protest. There was far more in the tone than in the words as he said— "Steady, lads Be a-helpin' the dogs. More paw work an' less jaw work sez I. rhur she be As he nnished speaking the party rounded :tn immense drift and faced the sea. Huge breakers had ground the beach ice into fragments, and were tossing them far inland. The dory was lifted from the catamaran M)d dragged to the edge of the water. Thresh rifts in the storm the immense black hull of the ship could be seen while, every now and then a aea more tierce than its fellows struck onth3 windward side and broke huge mountains of green water on its deck, tearing loose some portion which it played with awhile before carrying it over the side. Now it one of the deck houses, against the funnel, and later, with savage slapping and creaking, the foremast bent and broke beneath the onslaught while the mainmast foHowed closely in its wake. and the only boat visible to the onlookers was, an instant later, smashed to atoms by the wreckage in its fall. The sorrowing passengers, only just distinguishable, clustered far astern in the shelter. the growler, lads' Bea-takin' ? he starn, Tom yelled the skipper, while the men, wading waist deepin the icy water, heeded his words, and avoiding the drifting mass of ice he had detected, steadied the dory as it rose and fell on each succeeding breaker like a cork. All in lads, an' away wns Dalton's next command. And the men watching an opportunity nung themselves into their places, and grasping their oars bent to their work. In the bow of the boat knelt; Garret Dalton, directing the enorts of the others. At the stern Tom Withycomb crouched, Steering the craft with ail oar over the 8t:ernpost. nobte en'ort was thbirs, and nearly successful, in so far as getting beyond the breakers was concerned, when the steamer's hull swayed from side to side, and the air was ailed with a sound like rustling silk. Then a report, as of musketry, rang cut sharp and clear on the frosty atmos- phere, and a vicious wave lifted high the I stern, which, in its fall, tore toose from the hull just abaft the mizzenmast, throwing the shrieking group huddled there into the icy waves. Astaru, lads. astarn commanded Palton. "Luk outen for the women niver mind the men No sooner ordered than obeyed and the tlory fell back. although its motion was more the result of the action of the waves than that of the occupants. Closely watching for the reappearance of the unfortunates, the nshermen guided their craft towards the beach. As of a sudden impulse. Garret Dalton slipped over the bow, which was tiow. by reason of its retreating movement, the stern, and with one hand fast ctencbing the gunwale, grasped a form :hat noated by. Tenderly it was lifted in ind despite the fury of the waves, hands Tsed to no gentler work than heaving a cod iine rearranged the clothing and brushed he light brown hair frcm the pallid face. the Huttering breath might come the More easily. Long and earnestly the men gazed over :he stormy water? for some glimpse of the )ther victims of Neptune's wrath, but in vain. At last, struck by a tremendous 'oiler, the dory nlled and sank beneath the f\&ggl",g iamates, leaving but bare time for their leader to grasp the form he had rescued and strike out for the beach but a few yards distant. It was no new experience for these men, I and barring the tirst contact with the ice- laden waves, they suffered no disaster. All came safe to land, w here one of their num- ber, left in charge of the dogs. stood at the tide wash to render them a helping hand. For several hours the men worked con- stantly. rescuing from the sea boxes and barrels wh'ch they piled on the catamaran, while Dalton divided his time between directing his men and chating the tiny hands of the child he knelt beside; only stopping now and then to cast; anxious glances sea- ward, where the hull was rapidly breaking up it was a little girl of perhaps three years of age. Her long curls were fast con- gealing into icy stinhess. More steadily now her breath came and went and still there seemed no touch of lifa in the little angers. Ye'd better let tbe missus come alang, skipper her cud hev been a-warmin' the bairn,"one of the men ventured to remark. N o better nor I, lad," Dalcon re- sponded, as ha stripped off his guernsey and shirt, and tearing the clothing from the child, placed its little naked form ugainst his own warm nesh. where it seemed to cuddle closely as he donned his garments. At last the sled was loaded, the dogs once more hitched thereto, and Dalcon, forging ahead, said- "ivir a lad of ye brooch the casks Foller I, an' ktpe I wu!' in sight The stann's t'lckening wuss Tom, do ye be a-stayin' here, lad. an' be wuther eye open." There was no discontent among the men 'now—-not a word of anything but cordial! assent to their leader's orders and each one, failing in line be-ide the sled. aided the dogs once more in their hard work, while Dalton, a short while later, laid in his wife's arms the child, now sleeping peacefully, the sole gurvivor of the wreck.

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