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Show MID-OCEAN KESCUE, "" Perils of Saving Drowning Por-" Por-" sons at Soa. I Many Lives Oltoa Itlskod to Savo Ono j4, Stlrrlne Incident ot n Trip Across L . tho Atlantic A Wonld-o E , Salcltlo. IMuch imperiling of lifo is demanded tin tho mid-ocenn rescuo of a drowning man, tind such an incident always furnishes fur-nishes intense dramatic interest for a spectator. Baron do Malortie, in a recent re-cent interesting work, recalls an exciting excit-ing scene ho witnessed years ago, while crossing tho Atlantic. Tho ship was BQveral days out, when one afternoon he ww 'dly lounging abont on the upper up-per decU. Suddenly, ho says, I saw a " man approach the bulwark. IIo threw overboard Eomo objects wo learned afterward that they were his Bible and a rosary and followed them with a hoader into the foaming sea. "Man overboard!" I cried, but tho storm coTored my voice, and I rushed up to tho bridgo to call tho attention of the officer on duty to tho accident. Stopl Half-speed astern, and orders for tho lowering of the boat were tho affairs of a minuto or two. "Volunteers to man the boat!" shouted ' , a young midshipman, cutting a lifeboat from tho davits. Ten men camo forward for every ono II wanted, and, selecting four of tho most j powerful tars, the middy was lowering ! tho boat when a young doctor, quickly I pocketing a ilask of brandy for a restor- I ative, let himself down ono of the ropes I and reached tho boat as a monumental I wavo was dashing over it. I Tho mon pulled with a will, and tho I gallant little nutshell fought bravely 8 up and down tho mountains of angry I waters. As to tho suicide, ho was far I astern and only from timo to time could 1 wo seo tho something like a human form emerge on tho top of a white- j crested wavo. J Oh, tho anxioty with which wo I watched both tho boat and its goal! s Disappearing altogether at moments, I when wo feared wo had seen tho laht of I theso noblo fellows, another gigantic I wavo would toss them up again like I a cork. 'Jt was oxciting in tho extreme, j But tho boat Was gaining; nearer and ll nearer it camo, while- wo wero slowly I following in its wako. There! tho doctor throws a lifobelt. C Thoy aro only somo yards off now. But A no, a cnu'l wavo has tq&scd them past j. tho object of their tremendous efforts. i There, thev aro throwing round her i i nose; they aro tacking; tho middy has passed tho rudder to an old quartermaster, quarter-master, and, armed with boathoolcs, he and the doctor stand ready lor action. Another second and the lifebelt is hooked; the, man is grasping it desperately; desper-ately; but he has no strength left; there ho slips all is lost, just at tho critical moment. But who is that jumping overboard? Threo ohders for tho brave man it's tho doctor! But ho, too, disappears. Aro there to bo two victims instead of one? No, no! And thoro hurrah! there is the doctor, his precious burden beforo him. |