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The Wingham Times, 1912-02-29, Page 7TUE WINGI}AII TIRES, FEBRUARY 29 I91 .•slR t a� ! soul on board—Wile at Meg engulfed , tcc q;_tt fn a maelstrow of Melling water and • „ tar Sues spray, 6heI?��y � rt i•: , Morning ng CBy rilLORUl CS X1Y Edward J. Clode . _. .... ..l:\..•t'.. ... .. .... ... •. _ .. ,., _, ,. e, ..: ., .. ...,illi .••, ..._ , .. i'1 'seeking to penetrate the murkiness In front. Suddenly they were galvanized Into strenuous activity. A, wild howl came from the lookout forward. The eyes of the three men glared at a huge disruasted Chinese Junk wallowing helplessly in the trough of the sea dead under- the bows. The captain sprang to the chart house :and signaled in fierce pantomime that the wheel should be ixrt•hard over. The officer in charge of the bridge Tressed the telegraph lever to "stop" and "full speed astern," while with Ms disengaged hand he pulled hard at the siren cord, and a raucous warning sent •stewards flying through the ship to i•close collision bulkhead doors. The r"hie " darted to the port rail, for the Mirdar's instant response to the helm. seemed to clear her nose from the junk es if by magic. It all happened so quickly that while •the hoarse signal was still vibrating through the ship the junk swept past Iter quarter. The chief officer, joined mow by the commander, looked down . into the wretched craft. They could ,see her crew lashed in a bunch around the capstan ou her elevated poop. She vas laden with timber. Although wa- •terloggetl, she could not sink if she held together. A gent wave sucked her away from the steamer and then hurled her back math irresistible force. The Sirdar •was just completing her turning move- ment, sine she heeled overe yielding to the mighty power of the gale. For an appreciable instant her engines stop- ped. The mass of water that swayed the junk like a cork lifted the great ship higb be the stern. The propeller began to revolve in air, for the third of. ricer had corrected his signal to "full emcee ahead" again, and the cumbrous Chinese vessel struck the Sirdar a ter- rible hlow in the counter, smashing off t]'» screw close to the thrust block and wrenching the rudder from Its bearings, There was an awful race by the en. Bines before the engineers could shut ore steam. The junk vanished into the tenderness of noise and tumbling seas beyond, and the fine steamer of a few seconds ago, replete with magnificent energy, struggled like a wounded levia- than in the grasp of a vengeful foe. She swung around as if in wrath to pursue the puny assailant which had dealt her this mortal stroke. No longer breasting the storm with stubborn per-' sisteney, she now drifted aimlessly before wind and wave. She was mere- ly a larger plaything tossed about by titanic gambols. The junk was burst asunder by the collision, Her planks and cargo littered the waves, were even tossed in derision on to the decks of the Sirdar: Of what avail was strong timber or bolted iron against tbe spleen of the unchained and form- less monster who loudly proclaimed his triumph? The great steamship drifted on through chaos.'-'• The typhoon bad broken the lance. But brave men, skillfully directed, wrought hard to avert further dims- ney looked Clown into thewretchuci craft. ter, After the first moment of stupor gallant ,British sailors risked life and limb to bring the vessel under control, By their calm courage they shamed the paralyzed Lasears into activity. A alai] was rigged on the foremast and a idea anchor hastily constructed as soon '.as it was discovered that the Melte was useless. itoekets flared up fate' the Ike' at regular intervals in the faint hope that should they attract the at. r1tion of another vessel she would fob the' ditr bl 1 sa eel. it tdai and t1 render WO when the weather moderated; When the captain ascertained that aro evater wits being shipped, the dam• lige being wholly external, the eoltisioli •Moore Wert opened and the passengers Sdtnitted to the saloon, a'brilliant pal- tt1Cd, superbly indifferent tee the wreck ndr r ui n without. Captain Bests hirnaelf came down anti . tlarestled a -Air per lE'ortl>yJt vord019 the quiet then and paliki women gath- ered there. He told them exactly what had happened. The hours passed in tedious misery' after Captain Ross' visit. Every one was eager to get a glimpse of the un- knowu terrors without from the deck. This was out of the question, so peo- ple sat around the rabies to ;listen eagerly to Experience and his wise saws on drifting ships and their pros- pects. Some cautious persons visited their cabins to secure valuables in case of further disaster. A few hardy spirits returned to bed. Meanwhile in the chart house the cap- tain and chief officer were gravely pondering over an open chart and dis- cussing a fresh risk that loomed` ominously before them. The ship was a long way out of her usual course when the accident happened. She was drifting now, they estimated, eleven knots an hour, with wind, sea and cur- rent all forcing her in the same direc- tion, drifting into one of the most dan- gerous places in the known world, the south China sea, with its numberless reefs, shoals and isolated rocks and the great island of Borneo stretching right across the pat the cyclone. Still there was nothing to be done save to make a few unobtrusive prepa- rations and trust to idle chance. To attempt to anchor and ride out the gale in their present position was out of the question. Two, 8, 4 o'clock came and went. Another half hour would witness the dawn and a further clearing of the weather. The barometer was rapidly rising. The center of the cyclone had swept far ahead. There was only Left the aftermath of heavy seas and furi- ous but steadier wind. Captain Ross entered the chart house for the twentieth time. IIe had aged many years in appear- ance. The smiling, confident, debonair officer was changed into a stricken, mournful than, IIe had altered with his ship. The Sirdar and her master could hunily be recognized, so cruel were the blows they had received. "It is impossible to see a yard ahead," be confided to his second in con:metul. "I have never been so anx- foes hefere in my life. Thank God, the night is drawher to a close. Perhaps were day breaks"— TVs last wok's ecr•tv.lue<l a prayer and a l: me. l (')1 is he srolce the ship re. •"e•,i t ' ! {' til lr, iil,t :ritih an uh'":-•rl t'': a. t r•,:' a veseel tearing be - f we the ',end. T''t'.next in't'nt tee's, Was a horrible •Thr creel, fc,: ,;aid. Each rereou Wbo did not chance to be holding fast to an upright was thrown violently down. The deck was tilted to a dan- gerous angle and remained there, while the heavy buffeting of the sea, now raging afresh at this unlooked for re- sistance, drowned the despairing yells raised by the Lasears on duty. The Sirdar had completed her last Voyage. She was now a buttered wreck on a barrier -reef. She hung'thus for one heartbreaking second. Then an- other wave, riding triumphantly through its fellows, caught the great steainer in its tremendous grasp, car- ried her onward for half her length and smashed her down ou the rocks. Ber back 'was broken. She parted in ttvo halves. Both sections turned com- pletely over in the utter wantonness of destruction, and everything—masts, funnels, boats, hull, with every living HAD VERY BAD COUGH And • Tickling Sensa- tion in Throat. Dr. Wood's Norway Pine - Syrup Cured it. Miss C. Danielson, Bowsman River, Man., writes:—"Last tail I had a very bad ca(igh and a tickling sensation in nay throat. It was so bad I could not sleep at night, ace I went to a druggist and told hint I ivatnted something for my cold, and he advised me to try Dr, Wood's Norway Pine Syrttp Which I did, and Sifter taking one bottle I was completely cured. Let sae recommend Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup to Anyone who suffer front alt cough or throat "irritation." Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup le without a doubt one of the greatest cough and cold remedies on the market to -day, and so great has been its succeai there ate numerous preparations put nit to itaitate it. Do not be imposed:. upoii'by tilting one off these substitutes, but Insist on being given "Dr. Wood's" *hen you ask for it, Price, 23 cents i bottler put tip in a yellow wrapper', three pine ,. trees the trade mark i;:tanufnctured only r by The T. Milburn Co., I',imited,'orente, Ont. °HAMM II,. HI+#N the sirdar parted amid= ships the floor of the saloon heaved up In the enter with 1 a mighty crash of rending woedworlr and iron. Men and women, too stupefied to sob out a prayer, were pitched headlong into chaos, Iris, torn from the terrified grasp of her maid,. fell through a corridor and would have gone down with • the ship had not a sailor, clinging to a companion ladder, caught her as she whirled along the. steep slope of the deck. ale did not know what bad happen- ed. With the instinct of self preserva- tion be seized the nearest support. when the vessel struck. It was the Mere impulse of ready helpfulness that caused him to stretch out his left arm and clasp the girl's waist as she flutter- ed past, By idle chance they were on the port side; and the ship, after paus- ing for one awful second, fell over to starboard, The man was not prepared for this second gyration. Even as the stair- way canted he lost bisbalance; they were both thrown violently through the open hatchway and swept off into the boiling surf. Under such condi- tions thought itself was impossible. A series of impressions, a number of fan- tastfc pictures, were received by the be- numbed faculties and afterward pain- fully ainfully sorted out by the memory. Fear, anguish, amazement—none of these could exist. A11 he knew was that the lifeless form of a woman—for Iris had happily fainted—must be held until death itself wrenched her from him. Then there came the headlong plunge into the swirling sea, followed by as indefinite period of gasping oblivion. Something that felt like a moving rock rose up beneath his feet. He was driv- en clear out of the water and seemed to recognize a familiar object rising rigid and bright close at hand. It was tbe pinnacle pillar, screwed to a portion of the deck which came away from the chart house, and was rent from the up- per framework by contact with the reef. He seized this unlooked for sup - pore with his disengaged hand. A uniformed figure—be thought it was the captain—stretched out an un- availing arm to clasp the queer raft which supported the sailor and the girl, but a jealous wave rose under the platform with devilish energy and turned it completely over, hurling the man with his inanimate !t'nlyden into the depths. He rose, fighting madly for his life. Now surely he was doom- ed. But again, as if human existence depended on naught more serious than the spinning of a coin, his knees rested on the same few stanch timbers, now the celling of the music room, and be was given a brief respite. His great- est difficulty was to get Ms breath, so dense was the spray through which he was driven. Even in that terrible moment be kept his senses. The girl. utterly unconscious, showed by the convulsive heaving of her breast that she was choking. With a wild effort he swung her head round to shield her from the flying scud with his own form. The tiny air space thus provided gave her some relief, and in that in- stant the sailor seemed to recognize her. He was not remotely capable of a definite idea. Tust as he vaguely real- ized the identity of the woman in his arms the unsteady support on which he rested toppled over. Again he re- newed the unequal contest. A strong, resolute man and i typhoon sea wres- tled for supremacy. This time his feet plunged against something gratefully solid. He was dashed forward, still battling with the raging turmoil of water, and a second time he felt the same firm yet smooth surface. His dormant faculties awoke. It was sand. With frenzied despera- tion, buoyed now by the inspiring hope of safety, he fought his way onward like a maniac. Often he fell. Three tunes did the backwash try to drag him to the swirling death behind, but he staggered blindly on, on, until even the tearing gale ceased to be laden with the suffo- cating foam, and his faltering feet sank in deep soft white sand. Then be fell, not to rise again. WIth a last weak flicker of exhausted strength he drew the girl closely to him, and the two lay clasped tightly together, heedless now of ail things. How long the man remained pros- trate he could only guess subsequeutly. The Sirdar strucks soon . after day, break, and the sailor awoke to a hazy consciousness of his surrountiings to find a shaft of sunshine flickering, through the clouds banked up in the east: The gale runs already passing away. Although the wind still whis- tled with shrill violence, it was mere Westering titan three teeing. The sea, too, though running vel•y high, had re- trented nanny yards from the spot where lie had tinnily dropped, and Ile surface was no longer seotnrged with venomous spray. Slowly and painfully he raised him- self to a sitting posture, for he was bruised anti stiff. With his first Move- ment he became violently ill, He bad aWailoVed much salt water, and it was not until the spasm of sickness had passed that he thought of the girl, "Sete ennnot be dead," he hoarsely nrtimuured, ,±e bly trying to lift her. "Surely Providence would not desert her atter such an escape. What a weak beggar 'I must be to give in tat the last inensenti 1 rim sure she wad living when' We got ashore. What ou earth can I de to revive her?" P'orgetfui of his own aching limbe this newborn anitiety, he flank on one knee and gently plilowed Iris' head and shoulders ott the other: Her eyes were closed her lip Mid d teeth firmly set—a fact to 'which she undoubtedly ow en her lite, eleti slap wouldhave been tat focitette-and tbe pine of her skin I the strength .o•htrt, emu° Ar nnnwcei+n 1 :<t•cirhetl to be that let^':h:p bl,lotlless hue wilted I:;d'e.htee deetif, The stern itneS In*the 111.85 t'ac't' t•el•txe1,. acrd something binr,e;l his vision. 110 was. -. week trete etl.ut.�tlotl tsud want of Post. l'or • the llta.uent uls elnotioils were easily nrausc d. Ch. It is pitiful!" l:o almost wblm- pe re. "It cancel be!" With a geytura of Adespair lie drew the sleeve of iiia thick -jersey across his eyes to elem. thpeni from the gathering. "IZT x- eel . -- e . elees fir ,/3:...•:es,�, o❖• r't3ay5� He sic:tw e'ccl blindly on. mist. Then he tremblingly endeavored to open the neck of her dress. He was startled to find the girl's eyes wide open and surveying him with shadowy alarm. She was quite conscious. "Thank God!" he cried hoarsely. "You are alive." Her color carne back with remarka- ble rapidity. She tried to assume a sit- ting posture, and instinctively her hands traveled to her disarranged cos- tume. "i-Iory ridiculous!" site said, with a little note of annoyance in her voice, which. sounded curiously hollow. But her brave spirit could not yet command her enfeebled frame. She was perforce compelled to sink back to the support of his knee and arta. "Do you think you could lie quiet un• til I try to find some water?" he gasp- ed anxiously. She nodded a childlike acquiescence, and her eyelids fell. It was only that ]ler eyes smarted dreadfully from the salt water, but the sailor was sure that this was a premonition 0f a lapse to unconsciousness. "Please try not to faint again," he said. "Don't you think I had better loosen these things? You can breathe more easily." . A ghost of a smile flickered on hez lips. "No—no," she murmured. "Sly eyes. hurt nie—tbat is all. Is there— any—water?" He laid her teneerly on the sand and rose to, Ms feet. IIis first glance Was toward the sea. He sew something which made him blink with astonish- ment. A heavy sea was still running over the barrier reef which inclosed a small lagoon. The Contrast between the fierce commotion outside and the compnrntively smooth surface of the protected peal was very marked. At low title the lagoon was almost com- pletely isolated. Indeed he imagined that only n fierce gale blowing from the northwest would enable the waves to leap the reef, save where n strip of broken water, surging far into the small natural harbor, betrayed the po- sition of the tiny eutranee. Yet at this very point a fine cocoanut palm reared its stately colihnhn high in air: and its long, tremulous fronds were now swinging wildly before the gale. F'roru where he stood it appeared to be growing in the midst of the sea, for huge breakers completely bid the coral embankment. This sentinel of the land had a weirdly impressive effect. It was the only fixed object in the west( of foam capped waves, Not a vestige of the Sirdar remained seaward, but the sand was littered with wreckage, and—mournful spectacle—n considera- ble number of inanimate human forms lay huddled up amid the relics of the steamer. Title discovery stirred hitt to deer, IIe turned to survey the land on which he was stranded with his helpless com- panion. To his great relief be discov- ered that It was lofty and tree clad. He knew that ti:e strip could not have drifted to Borneo, which still lay far to the south. Ties must be one of the hundreds of Islands which stud the China sea and provide renorts for Hai- nan fishermen. Probs:bly it was in - though t'c' thorglrt It strange thr,t none of the ]v'mhtlers had put le an appearance. iu my event wtiten nntl food of some sort were assured. But before setting out talion bis quest two things demanded attention. The girl must be removed from iter present position. It Would be too horrible te permit het first conseious gaze to rest upon those crnahihled objects Ort the beach. Ceninlon latrmeniter denneeded, and bore her some little dlsttince until' a sturdy rock jutting out of the sand offered shelter from the wind and pro, ile tectioni s from the sea and its revela• 1. "I am so cold nue tired," murmured hIrisur.ts 1110"Is•"there any water? Is y throat Ile- pressed back the tangled hair from her foreheid aa he might soothe a chilli. "Try to lie still for a very few min• Utes," the said, "You have not long to sntrer, I will return tmmecliately." His own throat and palate were on flip owing to the brine, but he first !hinted back to the edge of the lagoon. Theile were fourteen bodies in all, three n'onteu and eleven men, four of the latter being Lasears. The women were galloon passaugers whom he did not know. One of the men was the sue geek, another the first officer, a third Sir John Tozer. The rest were passen- gers. an members of the crew, They were nil dead: some had been peaceful- ly drowned, others were fearfully mnngletl by the rocks. Two of the Las• care. bearing signs of dreadful injuries, were lying on n cluster of low rocks overhanging the water. The remainder rented on the sand. The sailor exhibited no visible emo- tion while be conducted his sad sent - tiny. \i'bon he was assured that this silent company was beyond mortal help Ise at once strode away toward the nenrest belt of trees, He could not tell how long the search for water might be protracted; and there was pressing need for it.. • When he retched the first clump of brushwood be uttered a delighted ex. elamation. There, growing" in prodigal luxuriance, was the beneficent pitcher Plant, wbose large curled up leaf, shap• e:1 like a teacup, not only holds a last lug quantity of rain water, but mixes therewith its own palatable and nat• ural juices. With ith ltis knife he severed two of the leaves and hastened to Iris with the precious beverage. She heard hits and merged to eatse herself on an el. bow. The poor girl's eyes glistened at tate prospect of relief. Without a word of question or surprise she swallowed the contents of both leaves. Then she found utterance.' "Hose edd it tastes. What is it?" she in shire I. Ilut the eagerness with which she quenched her thirst renewed his owe momentarily forgotten torture. His tongue seethed to swell. He was ale solutely unable to reply. The water revived Iris like a magic draft. Her quick intuition told het what bad happened. "You have had none yourself!" she cried. "Go at once and get some! And please bring me some more!" He required uo second bidding. Aft er hastily gulping down the contents of several leaves. he returned with e further supply. Iris was now sitting up. The sun had burst royally througlt the clouds, and her chilled limbs were gaining some degree of warmth and. elasticity. "What is it?" she repeated after an' other delicious draft. "The leaf of the pitcher plant Nee tune is not always cruel. In an um usually generous mood she devised tall method of storing water." :Hiss Deane reached out her hand for more. Her troubled brain refused to wonder at such a reply from an.ordl' nary seaman. The sailor deliberatelj spilled the contents of a remaining leaf on the sand. "No, madam," he said, with an odd mixture of deference and firmness. "N/ more at present. I must first procure you some food." Site looked up at him in momontarj silence. '"fi:e ship is lost?" she said after 1 pause. "Yes, nhadarn " "Are we the only people saved?" "I roar so." "Is this n desert island?" "I think not, madam, It may bf chance be temporarily uninhabited, but gskernien from Chinn come to all these places. I have seers no other living be ingcs except ourselves. Nevertheless tate islanders may live on the south side." • "It steely cannot be possible that the Sender has gone to pieces --a magnifir cent vessel of her size and strength?" IIe answered quietly: "It is too true, nadam. I suppose you hardly knew he struck, it happened so suddenly. !fterw ard, fortunately for you, you were unconscious." "How do you know?" she Inquired gnicker. A flood of vivid recollection sl -as. -pouring hi upon her. "I—er—well, I happened to be near you, madam, when the ship broke up, nd we—er—drifted ashore together." She rose and faced him. "I remem- er now," she cried hysterically. "You caught me as I was thrown into the orrider. We fell into the sen when lie 'mese! turned over, You have saved ay life. Were it not for you I could be possibly have escaped." Ellie gazed at himmore earnestly, reng that he blushed beneath the crest f salt and sand that Oovered lits time. Why." she went on, with growing ex• B a b 0 t 11 0 7itement, "you are the steward I tnei- ticed in the saloon yesterday, Boit is it that you are now dressed es a Tailor?" lie answered readily enough. "There ryas an ametdent on board during the ale, madam. I am a fair tailor, but poor steward, so I applied for a ranefer. As the crew was short hand. ed, my offer was accepted." Iris was now looking at Ihile intently, "You 'saved my life," she repeated slowly. It seemed that this obvioue act needed toobe indelibly established a her mind. Indeed the girl was over er'ot' 'lit by all that she had gong thro',:gb, Only by degrees were her lion �h 'marshaling themselves iswith A S knelt coherence. 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