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About Corvallis gazette. (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1900-1909 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 28, 1906)
1 J T H s the light1 ucreTIsed" it lst fLs lirst nn tinge. Steel sy v.ere s'.:y and tt tor. somber the iron bound land, w 'le the whereabouts of the sun be ef .ie a scientific abstraction. There fc ? the heliograph -was useles3, and H.M-A, helped by some of the sailors, co nmenced to flannt his flag signals to tfc? watching telescopes on the faroff promontory of the Land's End. The Falcon, strong hearted trawler, was plunging toward the rock when the first line of gay bunting swung clear Into the breeze. And what a message it was in its jerky phrases its pro found uncertainties for communica tion by flag code is slow work, and Brand left much to an easier system of talk with the approaching steamer. Chinook New York to Southampton Btruck reef during hurricane propeller Bhult broken "8 survivors in lighthouse captain, 201 passengers, officers and crew lost with ship. The awful significance of the words sank into the hearts of the signalers. For the first time the disaster from which, by God's providence, they had emerged safely became crystallized in to set speech. Scventy-ei jht living out of 2S0 who might have lived! This was the curt Intelligence which leaped the waves to fly over tha length and breadth of the land, which sped back to the States to replace the expected news of a safe voyage, which thrilled the civilized world as it had 'not been thrilled for many a day. Not a soul in the lighthouse gave thought to this side of the affair. All were anxious to reassure their loved ones, but in their present moribund condition they could not. realize the electric effect of the incident on the wider world which read and had hearts to feel. Even while Stephen Brand was sig naling to the Falcon with little white flags quickly extemporized as soon as she neared the Trinity buoy, 1 news paper correspondents ashore were busy at the telegraph office and their asso ciates on the trawler were eagerly transcribing the lighthouse keeper's words wherewith to feed to fever heat the sensation which the night had pro vided for the day. Brand, foreseeing the Importance of clearness and brevity, had already written out a full draft of his detailed message. . Faithful to his promise, Stapleton was acting as signaler In chief on board the Falcon, so Brand might ma nipulate his flags as quickly as lay in his power, with Chief Officer Emmett reading the words at his elbow. There was no fear that any mistake would be made by the receiver. The story, if condensed, was com plete. Beginning with an explanation of the liner's disablement, It dealt with her desperate but unavailing struggle to weather the reef, described Pyne's gallant and successful effort to get In touch with the lighthouse, the rescue of a fourth of those on board, the names of the survivors, and, finally, their pre dicament In the matter of food and water. All this took long to tell. Within the lantern, Charles A. Pyne, appointed supernumerary assistant keeper, was burnishing brass work as per instructions received. He little knew the use which was being made of his name by the tiny bits of linen toss ing about on the exterior gallery. In such wise, helped by a compositor and dignified by headlines, does a man be come a hero in these days of knight hood conferred by the press. Constance was scrutinizing the Fal c:v. from t'ie tramming stage. Hearing Enid's cheery "Good morning" to Pyne when that young lady raced upward from the kitchen to catch a glimpse of the reported vessel, she dropped her glasses for a moment. "Jack is on board." she announced. "Of course he would be there. And there is such a lot of other men half Penzance, I think." Enid joined her. Tyne. too, thought he could polish a bv.rner up there as well as on the floor of the service room. Stanhope's stalwart figure, clad In oilskins, was clearly defined as he stood alone on the port side of the Falcon's small bridge, reading off the signals and sending back spasmodic twitter ings of the flags which he also had pro cured to indicate that each word was understood. "Who is the' skipper of the tug?" inquired Tyne quietly. Both girls laughed. "You mean Jack," cried Enid. "He Is not the captain. He is an ofHeer of the royal navy, our greatest friend." "Jack is his front name, I suppose," went on ryne, breathing on the copper aisk in his hands to test its clearness. "We will Introduce you, even at this distance," said Constance airily. "Mr. ryne, this is Lieutenant John Percival Stanhope, only son of the late Sir Charles and Lady Margaret Stanhope of Tregarthen Lodge, Penzance, one of the best and dearest fellows who ever lived." "It must be nice to be a friend of yours. Miss Brand, if you always talk about the favored person in that 'way," said Pyne, rubbing industriously. Enid, to whom the mere sight of the steamer bad restored all ber vitality, giggled Joyously. "You know. Mr. Pyme, we all le Jack M tfct-aoc gays, It mi mere By Louis Tracy, ' Author of -The Wings of the Morning" Copyright. 1904. by Edward J. Clode i to the rock yesterday. Connie" would not let him come." "Ah," said Pyne. "I forbade . him," explained Con stance,' "because he has only three days' leave from his ship, - and I "Jt must be nice to be a f riend of yours. thought he should give the first after noon to his mother instead of playing poodle for Enid." ; "How dare you call Jack a poodle?" was the indignant exclamation. . "Allow me," drawled Pyne. "I'm very glad your sister classified him." Constance suddenly felt her face and neck aflame. Pyne was standing on her left. Enid on her right. The quiet jubilation of Pyne's voice was so un mistakable that Enid for one instant withdrew her eyes from the distant ship. A retort was quick on her lips, until she bethought her that the Amer ican's statement might have two mean ings. Being tactful withal, she chose her words while she bubbled forth: "He promised to take us for a drive today. That is the dot and dash alpha bet father and he are using. If dad requires all the dots I'm sure Jack is monopolizing the dashes. He must be furious about this gale." r Constance, who wanted to pinch Enid severely, had reverted to her nor mal healthy hue by this time. She dropped her glasses. "We are shamefully wasting precious minutes here," she said. "Enid, you and I ought to be in the kitchen." Then she glanced with cold self pos session at Pyne, who was whistling softly between his teeth as he plied the duster. ' "As for you," she said, "I never saw any one work so hard with less need." He critically examined the shining burner. "We Americans are taught to be strenuous," he said smilingly. "That is the only way you can cut in ahead of the ' other fellow nowadays. Miss Brand." She almost resigned the . contest That unhappy explanation had deliv ered her bound Into his hands. Yet she strove desperately to keep up the pretense that their spoken words had no ulterior significance. "Such energy must be very wear ing," she said. "It is for the other man." "But in your case it is unnecesary. My father believes we will be here at least forty-eight hours." Then she be came conscious that again she had not said exactly what she meant to say. "So you, at any rate, need not wear your fingers to the bone," she added hurriedly. "Guess it must be a national vice," he said, with irritating complacency. "Just now I feel I have a regular hustle on." "Your example equals your precepts. Enid, tear yourself from the attrac tive spectacle. There are eighty-one ravenous people to be fed." "Sorry you haven't hit upon the real reason of my abounding industry," said r.vne, who skipped down the lad der first to give the girls a helping hand as ftiey descended. "Flease tell us. It may be inspir ing." jaid Constance. "I'm going to ask the boss if I can't take a turn as scullery maid when I'm through here." "Then I veto the idea now," she an swered. "Enid and I have had a most comfortable nap, and I am certain you have not closed your eyes all night. I will make it my personal business to see that both my father and you lie down for a couple of hours immediate ly after breakfast." "Or else there will be a mutiny in the kitchen." chimed in Enid. ' "Connie," she whispered when thej were safely out of hearing from the service room, "I never saw a worse case. Talk about the young men sud denly smitten you read of in novels" Her sist4f whirled round. "How can you be so silly Y she blazed forth. "Why did you libel Jack so readily? tittered Enid. The other, utterly routed, went on m dignified silence. Bhe did . not apeak again until tikey rorreyed the store ap portioned for the coming feast.- a monstrous deal of people for a half penny worth of bread!" " ' .."What is the use of repining?" sang Enid, with a fortissimo accent on the penultimate syllable. "For where there's a will there's a way. Tomorrow the sun will be shining, although it is clouJy today." , " - But Constance was not to be drawn a second time Her clear brain was trou bled by a formless shadow.' It ban ished from her mind all thought of a harmless flirtation with the good look ing youngster who had brought a blush of momentary embarrassment to her fair face. ' " --' ' ' ' ' ! Hotv dreadful it would be to meef hunger with refusals! Perhaps there were worse things in the. world than, the midnight ordeal of an angry seal Indeed, when Pyne did join them in accord with his intention, he soon per ceived the extent of the new danger. The stress of the night had only en hanced the need of an ample supply of food.- Everybody, even the inmates of the hospital was outrageously hungry, and the common allotment was half a cup of tea and half a ship's biscuit. - For the midday meal' there would be two ounces of meat or bacon, one pota to and another half biscuit with about a wineglassful of water. For supper the allowance was half a cup of cocoa and two ounces of bread, which must be baked during the day. Not quite starvation, this menu, but far from sat isfying to strong men and wornout women. , .. , , The Falcon, knowing the uselessness of attempting to creep nearer to the Gulf Bock, had gone off with her budget to startle two continents. Stanhope's last message was one of assurance. He would do all that lay in man's power. The lighthouse soon quieted down to a state of passive reaction. Pyne, refus ing to be served earlier, carried his own and Brand's scanty meal on . a tray to the service room. The unwearied lighthouse keeper was on the balcony, answering a kindly sig nal from the Land's End, where the coast guards were not yet in posses sion of the news from Penzance. He placed the tray on the writing desk and contemplated its contents ruefully. "I guess that banquet won't spoil for keeping," he said to himself. "I'll'just lie round and look at it until the boss quits making speeches by the yard." A couple of minutes passed. Brand was hoisting the last line of flags, when the American heard faltering footsteps on the stairs. "Don't follow so close, Mamie," said a child's voice. "My arm hurts just 'nuff for anything when I move." A tousled head of golden hair emerged into the light. It was one of the two little girls, whom Pyne had not seen since they were swung aloft from the sloping deck of the Chinook. Their astonishment was mutual. The child, aged about eight, recognized in him a playmate of the fine days on board ship. She turned, with confident cry: "- , --! "I told you so, Mamie. It was up. You said down. Here's the big glass house and Mr. Pyne." ' She quickened her speed, though her left arm was in a sling. Pyne, dread ing lest she should fall, hastened to help her. "Is all right, Mr. Pyne," she an nounced, with an air of great dignity. "I make one step at a time. Then I ketch the rail. See?" "You've got it down to a fine point, Elsie," he said. "But what in the worldare those women folk thinking of to let you and Mamie run loose about the place?" Elsie did not answer until Mamie stood by her side. Judged by appear ances, Mamie was a year younger. Apart from the nasty bruise on Elsie's left arm and shoulder, the children had escaped from the horrors of the wreck almost unscathed In body and certainly untroubled in mind. "Mamie came to my room for break fast," explained Elsie at last. "We'se awful hungry, an when we axed for 'niffher bixit Mrs. Taylor she began to cry. An' when I said we'd go an find mamma she cried some more." "Yes. We'se awful hungry." agreed Mamie. "An', please, where's mam ma?" Pyne needed no further explanation. The little ones had lost their mother. Her disfigured body, broken out of all recognition, was tossing about some where in the undercurrents of the channel. None of the women dared to tell the children the truth, and it was a heartrending task to deny them food. So they were permitted to leave their refuge, with the kindly belief that they would come to no harm and perchance obtain a further supply from one of those sweet faced girls who explained so gently tkat the rations must run short for the common good. Pyne glanced up at the lantern. Out side he could see Brand hauling down the signal. He sprang to the tray and secured his haif biscuit and teacup. "Come along, Elsie," he said, crook ing his left arm for her. "Follow close, Mamie. Mind you don't fall." "Your mamma is asleep," he assured them in a whisper on the next landing. "She just can't be woke up for quite a long time." Then he navigated them to the door of the second bedroom, where Mrs. Taylor was. He broke the hard biscuit in two pieces and gave one to each child. "Here, Mamie, you carry the cup and fo shares in the tea." "I don't like tea, protested Mamie. "If I can't have coffee I want some milk." "WelL now, you wait a little bit, and you'll be tickled to death to see what IH bring you. But drink tbe tea. It's good and hot Skip inside, both of you." ;.v ..;-- u He held the door partly open, and taey raalsbed. , He heard Mr. Taylor Wot t wj r little oestr He regained the service room lo find Brand steeping the remains of his bis cuit in an almost empty cup. The lighthouse keeper greeted his young friend with a smile. . , "I suppose that you, like the, rest of us, never had such an appetite in all your days," he said. . "Oh, I'm pretty well fixed," said Pyne, ' with a responsive grin. : :"Then you are fortunate. - There is usually a wretched little fiend lurking in a man's inner consciousness which prompts him to desire the unattaina ble. Now, 1' am a poor eater, as a rule, yet this morning I feel I could tackle the toughest steak ever cut off a su perannuated cow.".. ' ; ' : "I don't deny," admitted Pyne, "that the idea of a steak sounds good. That is, you know," he twent on languidly, "it might sort of appeaL to me about 1 o'clock." . "I should have thought you could do with one now, especially after the hard night we have gone through. ' Perhaps you are a believer in the French sys tem and prefer a light breakfast." - Brand finished the last morsel of bis cuit and drank the cup dry. A'It's a " first rate proposition when you are accustomed to it," said Pyne. "But talking about eating when there's little to eat is a poor business anyway. Don't you find that?" "I do Indeed." : Brand rose and tapped the barome ter, adjusting the sliding scale to read the tenths. ' : "Slightly better," he announced. "If only the wind would go down or even change to the norrard!" "What good would a change of wind do?" inquired Pyne," greatly relieved himself by the change of topic. ' "It would beat down the sea to some extent and then they might be able to drift a buoy, with a rope attached, close enough to the rock at low tide to enable us to reach it with a cast of a grappling iron." "Do you mean that we could be fer ried to the steamer by that means?" "That is absolutely out of the ques tion until the weather moderates to a far greater extent than I dare hope at present. But, once we had the line, we could rig up a running tackle and ob tain some stores." "Is it as bad as all that?" said the younger man after a pause. They looked at each other. The knowledge that all true men have of their kind leaped from eye to eye. "Quite that bad," answered Brand. Pyne moistened his lips. He produc ed a case containing two cigars. He held it out. "Let us go shares in consolation," he said. . Brand accepted the gift and affected a livelier mood. "By lucky chance I have an ample supply of tobacco. It will keep the men quiet," he said. "By the way" and he lifted a quick glance at Pyne "do you know anything about chemis try?" "Well er I went through a course at Yale." "Can colza oil be converted into a food?" "It contains certain fats," admitted Pyne, taking dubious stock of the ques tion. "But the process of conversion, the chemical reaction, that is the difficulty. "Bisulphide of carbon is a solvent and the fatty acids of most vegetable "Come along, Elsie." oils can be isolated by treatment with steam superheated to about 600 de grees F." Brand threw out his hands with a little gesture of helplessness. Just then Constance appeared. "Dad," she cried, "did not Mr. Pyne tell you of my threat?" "No, dear one. I am not living hi terror of you, to my knowledge." "You must please go to sleep, both of you, at least until 10 or 11 o'clock. Mr. Emmett is sending a man to keep watch here. He will not disturb you. He is bringing some rugs and pillows, which you can arrange on the floor. I have collected them for your special benefit." "At this hour? Impossible, Connie." "But it is not impossible, and this is the best hour available. You know quite well that the Falcon will return at high water, and you must rest yon know." She bustled about with the busy air of a housewife who understood the whole art of looking after her family. But something puzzled her. "Mr. Pyne," she inquired, "where is your cup?" "I er took it down," he explained. '. For some reason Constance felt In Btantly that she had turned the tables on him. since their last encounter. She did not know. why. He looked con tused for one thing; he was .not so attb laanbJEoc anoihRS.' . ' " . . . .... "Down where ?" she demanded. "Not to the kitchen.. I have been, there since you brought up your breakfast and dad's on the same tray." ; " . "I breakfasted alone," remarked Brand calmly. ; "Mr. Pyne had feasted earlier." - ' "But he had not," persisted Con stance. "I wanted him to" She stopped. 1 This Impudent Amer ican had actually dared to wink at her, a confidential, . appealing wink which said plainly, "Please don't ' trouble about me." "You gave your tea and biscuit to somebody." she cried suddenly. "Now, who was it? Confess!" "Well," he said weakly, "I did not feel er particularly hungry, so when I met . those two little girls . fooling around for an extra supply I er thought nobody would mind if er" "Father,", said Constance, .''he has not had a mmithfnU" - - " " ' V (To be Continued) Additional Local. Thad Blackledge had an exciting time all by himself while camped over at Yachaats last week. Thad shouldered his trusty Winchester one day and went out into the mountains "to see what he could see" and a couple cf big, shatrgy bears we-e what he ran across. They looked as large as elephants to the Corvallis boy, but nothing daunted, he lifted his shooting iron and banged away. He wounded one of the grizzlies and later on he found where it had lunged about in the underbrush, but he did not find the carcass. The other bear took to its heels, and as it scrambled up the steep mountain side Thad blazed away ten times without injury to man or beast. , Mies Myrtle Sbonkwiler aad Miss Florence Kohn departed yesterday for their homes in Portland, after a brief visit at the Jacobs home in this city.. The brick work is being carried on rapidly, on the new Taylor brick, and excavating for the foundation is in prog ress. The HorniDg-Trine-Pernot Keady camp ing party reached home about three o'clock yesterday afternoon . Mr. Trine was ill, and the return trip was very slow on his a"count. ' Mr. and Mrs. E. J. Garrow left Sunday for a visit in Portland. Mrs. Eliza Starr and daughter of Junction are guests at the Wilbur Starr home at Bellefountain this weak. George Eglin, an old-time Corvallis "resident, arrived in this city yesterday or a brief visit. 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