Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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I I I Nine Days o.i Careilct 1 Unaided a Sailor l Brings Dis- i mantled | Ship to | Port Nine da.vs Seaman Denis kept watch alone on the French ship Tourny as she drifted, a wreck, across the Medi terranean and at last had the satisfac tion when nearly dead from hunger and exhaustion to be sighted by the steamer Syrian Prince, from New York, which towed his ship safely Into the port of Algiers. The French ship Tourny was pro ceeding down tne Mediterranean from Marseilles. When off the Spanish coast in that part of the Mediterranean which is eaih-d the bay of Valencia, a DE.VIS KEFI.SED TO LEAVE THE SUll'. fierce gale came howling down ui>on her. It was a storm which lashed the sea into foam crested waves and made 1 the air thick with the flying scud. The Tourny was laden heavily, and she la bored in the seaway until her seams oi>ened and she began to leak. It was impossible to keep sail enough on the ship *o give her steerage way, for as soon as a sail was set it was blown from the bolt ropes. Finally, the gale moderating a little, the captain got some sail on the vessel, but hardly had set It when the fore mast went by the board, carrying with It the main topmast. She was rolling frightfully, and to ease her the main lower mast and the inizzen mast were cut away, and she lay a helpless dere lict, while the crew strained their ^es through the gloom of the storm to catch sight of some rescuing vessel. All day and all night the Tourny lay at the mercy of the sea. The leak was gain ing slowly, and the crew were ex hausted by their labors, by the con stant drenching of the seas and by the loss of sleep. On the forenoon of the second day a ship was sighted. She proved to be the French steamship Italic, and weeing the derelict she ran down to her and sig naled that she would stand by and at tempt to take off the suffering crew. The waves were running so high that It was a work of the greatest danger to launch a boat, but after waiting In vain for the sea to moderate the captain of the Italic determined to make the attempt. The first boat he put over the side was stove to pieces against the side of the steamer, and her crew were hauled back on board with difficulty. The captain of the Italic then called for volunteers to make an other attempt, and his men responded nobly, and a boat was successfully launched. When the boat approached the dere lict us near as safety would permit, a line was thrown from the Tourny to hold It in position. Then the sailors Jumped from the deck and partis by clinging to the line and partl^by swimming reached the rescuing bo4^ Finally only the captain u*id one sail or--Denis, the hero of the story—re mained on the derelict. “Hurry up! (Jo on!" shouted the captain, who had*tak- en upon himself the traditional cap tain's doty of being the lust tAeave the ship. But Denis refused stir He declared that be would not leave the ship; that be would stay by her as long as a plank of her was afloat The cap tain threatened and commanded, ‘but Denis remained unmoved. Finally the captain gave up trying to make him go over the side and. Jumping overboard himself, made his way to the waiting boat, leaving (he obstinate sailor to his tlte. The Italic arrived safely if) port and reported her rescue. No news came of the Tourny, and It was supposed that she had broken up and Denis had met the fate be bad dared alone with his Ship. The owners of the Tourny gave her up as lost, and she was relegated to the list of ships gone down at sea. When morning broke, Denis made an examination of the ship, of which he was now captain and crew. He found that she was partly full of water, but Was not leaking any more, the swelling of her cargo or some other cause ap parently having choked up the seams through which the sea had been com ing into her bold. He found some food which had not been ruined by the salt water, but not much of it, and he put - himself on short rctloi!-:. He could not get to the lazaret where the provisions were stored, for that part of the ship was flooded, and had be been able to j do so he would have found little rood that had not been spoiled by the water. ; The water casks had gone overboard in the rolling and pitching of the ship, hut he found one breaker of water which had been filled for boat use, and of this he drank sparingly, for he did rot know how long it would have to last him. On the stump of one of the masts Denis managed to set sail. It took him two da.vs to cut from the mass of rigging lying about the deck the ropes [ needed to select from the wreckage i u suitable spar and to get cut from the hold a piece of spare canvas and make his Kail. Finally, when he had rigged it, he found that it would draw when he kept his craft dead before the wind and that with his sail set, the derelict had something almost like , steerage way. Far toward the south the hulk went pitching, the solitary sail catching the wind and the solitary man never leaving the wheel except when exhausted nature could stand no more, and he would lash his wheel and drop down for a brief spell of for getfulness. Carefully as Denis had husbanded his small supply of food and water, after awhile It gave out and his ex haustion so Increased that he could stand at the wheel only by supporting himself by holding on to the spokes, j When he relaxed his grip, he would fall to the deck and struggle to his feet again with pain and difficulty. If he only could have lain down on the deck and gone to sleep! But he did not dare to do that for at any moment the longed for sail or smoke pennant, which was to be to him the signal of relief from his wear}’ bondage, might come up from below the rim of the world, and he could not afford to be asleep when that happened. He must watch and endure while any spark of life remained In his battered body, while any hope could struggle in his tortured breast. Nine da.vs the lonely man and the lonely derelict drifted and sailed south ward before they struck the path of the steamers. In all that time Denis had had but a scant six hours’ sleep. On the ninth day he could stand it no longer and sank down upon the deck to die alone upon the ocean whereon he had made his bread. As he lay there unconscious the steamer Syrian Prince, from New York, came steam ing along and sighted the derelict. The canvas rag fluttering from the pole for ward and the sail which had been rig ged on the stump of the mainmast told the captain of the Syrian Prince that there was probably life on board the floating bulk, though he could see no man about the decks with his glasses. At any rate, the port of Algiers was not far off, and it might be a paying In vestment of time and coal to tow the derelict In there. So u boat was sent off from the steamer In charge of the mate, and when the men came scrambling over the side of the dismasted snip they saw the body of Denis lying apparently dead beside the wheel, whose spokes his nervous fingers could no longer grasp. They revived him partially and carried him tenderly aboard the steam er, where after awhile he was able to tell his story. The Syrian Prince got out a hawser and sent It aboard the derelict. Then, placing a few men on board of her as a salvage crew, the captain of the steamer headed his ves sel for Algiers and anchored what was left of the Tourny safely in that i>o!t. Denis was sent to the hospital, where he now Is recovering from the effects of his strange and lonely voyage. The Tourny hailed from Marseilles, and her owners there probably will see BESCUK OV HAILOHME'KXIS. to It that the faithful Denis, who so no bly stood by bis ship. Is furnished with some comfortable berth ashore, though the reward of a faithful sailer ne^rr can be depended upon to be according to his deserts. Perhaps Demis will have to go to sea again when be Is able; but. whatever his future fate la, he certain ly has deserved the praise which Is now being bestowed upon him and Is deservedly now a hero In Algiers. In the nine days during which Denis sail ed and drifted alone upon the mastless wreck of his vessel he made over a hundred miles almost due south, thoughflt Is probable that be actually covered a much greater distance, for he must have zigzagged al>out In the winds and currents which finally brought him Into the tiack of the Syri an Prince. ^ - i ■ mfmi — Fierce | Terr:£!c \ Between a Beasts i Nubian Lion I And a. Big Battle i Polar Bear A battle between a five hundred pound Nubian non anu u polar tH-ar weighing nearly «»00 pounds took place in Mun- dy’s animal show at Jacksonville a few days ago. The lion had become Incens ed at the bear and broke the iron bars that separated the two big beasts, and the fight was on. The lion Is known by the name of Roosevelt, while the representative of the arctic region rejoices in the name of Peary. Roosevelt started the fighting by landing with the left paw on bruin’s right shoulder. Owing to the enor mously thick fur on the bear the blow did little damage, although the fur flew. Peary showed a desire to get to close quarters. Roosevelt preferred to use his agile feet, delivering quick, vicious blows and hopirlng aside with light ning swiftness. At first the keepers tried long poles and iron rods on the raging beasts, but these were utterly disregarded.. They smashed the poles like matches and knocked the iron rods back so that t ie men holding them were injured. The lion now appeared a little groggy as the result of his furious and breath less lighting. lie panted heavily ami trembled as he hit out at Peary. The latter pressed his opponent steadily. He tore large patches of skin from his body and seemed very nearly victor. HUGE ANIMALS IN’ BATTLE. Suddenly the lion roused himself and gave tlx* bear a fearful blow on his al ready much damaged nose. Then the lioh fixed his teeth in Pea ry’s left hind leg. The liear trUni to shake him off, but without avail. One of the ke<*|>ers here Intervened by Jabbing a redhot iron against the lion’s muzzle. A fearful stench of burning flesh and hair filled the air. The lion was at last compelled to let go of the bear. He jumped back, snarling horri bly at the human Intruder. The liear seized the opportunity to throw himself on the lion and bury his teeth In the latter’s back. The keeper then turned the Iron on the bear, and the fight was stopped for a few moments. Roosevelt quickly recovered from the weakness he had shown and began again with a groat rush. He*tore Pea ry’s coat until he was nothing but a shapeless mass of bloody, tattered fur. The unfortunate hear tried to hug the lion, thinking no doubt that would stop his Jabs, but the lion did not care for this method of fighting. Peary rose up on his hind h*gs, and Roosevelt dealt him a right paw smash that tore most of the fur off his chest. The two fighters danced around and rolled over one another so rapidly that the keepers were unable for the time to make any attempt to separate them. The ninth round began with both fighters groggy, hot still in the ring. The lion had had his right paw bltt**n through, ills mane was nearly all torn away. His byck and hind quar ters were badly dfeinagi-d. His left leg was nearly useless. He could not see out of hta right eye. The bear was mud! r/o-se off. There was not u space on him as large as r. man’s hand tlmt was not torh and bloody.f His head was In such a de ploruble condition *hat his nose and eyes were unrecognizable. All Ids paws were bitten through. His back was literally plowed by the lion’s <^aws. Still they kept on fighting. They growled, roared, shrieked, moan ed and muttered as they did so./ At last they parted for a few mo ments as If by mutual consent. The keepers had now grit a supply of shot guns to try If these would serve to keep the enraged beasts apart As the lion struggled to bis feet <ore more to make another attack on the bear Keeper Johnson thought tb&t his opportunity to use the shotgun bad come. He discharged IP straight at Roosevelt’s chest. • Instead of cowing the fearless beast It filled him with renewed rage and strength. He sprang desperately upon Peary, attempting no longer to use strategy with him. The bear now accomplished what he had been trying all along to do. He got the lion 1c his deadly embrace. He got a fair grip. Imt this move proved, after all, to be Peary’s ruin. The hear hugged the lion until the bystanders could bear the feline fight er’s bones croak aixl groan. The lion gasped, almost breathless, but still be managed to get his teeth into the un- | der sielt* ol the bear’s throat, one of the most vulneral le pa. t s of his body. In this deadly embrace the tenth round was fought out The bear kept on squeezing, the lion kept on gripping vi»1i his teeth. The throat grip was moie than the bear could stand. Slow ly he relaxed his hold and sank on his ! back, beaten and half dead. The lion stood over him snarling as if ! b< meant to oat him. At this moment a courageous keeper stopped up and 1 smote Roosevelt between the eyes with 1 an iron bar. He then seemed to think he had had enough and dragged him self back to his cage quietly, where he was barred in. Rescue at Sea by England’s Future King The recent visit of the heir apparent t<> the Britisli throne, the Duke of Cornwall, has been made the occasion j of printing anecdotes of the young prince. Many of them are of tales of 1 pranks while a sailor in the royal navy. ■ But the son of the king of England is i by no means the frivolous person these stories might lead one to believe. Every one who served with him In the navy declared that, whatever his birth, he would have risen high in his profes sion. Here is an instance. In 18811 his high ness was in command of a torpedo boat during the ma neuvers. Now, any one who has been to sea on a torpedo boat knows that its motion will try the old est seam e n. And the duke Is and always has been, like Nelson, a terri ble sufferer from mal de mer. Well, a gale came up when the fleet was off the Irish coast, and another torpedo boat was disabled. Prince George was sig naled to her rescue. It was two hours' hard work In a most ugly sea to get a wire hawser aboard her. and all the operations were conducted from the bridge by the prince. Strange Reptile Killed In Everglades For many years there has been a tra dition among the Seminole Indians, who live In the Florida everglades, that an Immense serpent made its home In that region, and they affirm that two Indians had been carried off by the monster. Recently Buster Ferrol. one of the boldest and most noted hunters at Oke- chobee, who for twenty years has made the border of the lake and the everglades his home, on one of his i>e- rlodical expeditions Into one of these lonesome wilds noted what he suppos ed to be the pathway of an immense alligator. For several days he visited the locality for the purpose of killing the saurian, but was unsuccessful In finding him. Finally he decided to take a stand In a large cypress tree and await tlie coming of the alligator, taking provi sions to last him several days. For two days be stood on *vatch, with his rifle ready, but without the desired success. He was becoming dis couraged. but deter- Diined to give one more day to the ef fort. On the third day, before be had tieen on his perch an hour, he was almost paralyzed by what looked to him like an immense serpent gliding along the supposed alllgator| truck. UtftesUinutcd It to be anywhere 1 from twenty to thir ty feet long and fully fen to twelve Inchest in diameter wherel the head joined the body and as large around as a barrel ten feet farther back. The snake irt>.pp«*d within easy reach of Ids gun and raised its head to take u precautionary view oi Its sur- roundings. As It dkl Ferrel opened fire on It, shooting at Its bead. Taken by surprise, the serpent dashed Into the marsh at railroad speed, while Ferrel kept up fire on It until be had emptied the magazine of his rifle, but failed to stop it. About four days afterward He ven- tured back Into the neighborhood to see how things were, and about a mile from where be first saw the snake he saw a large flock of buzzards and went to see what they were after, and there he found the creature dead and Its IkmI}’ so badly torn by the buzzards that It was lin|K>HHlhle to save the skin. He, however. s«*eur«*d Its head and has It now In his home on the Kissimmee river. It Is truly a frightful looking ob ject, fully ten Inches fron: Jaw to Jaw, with ugly, razorlike teeth. Men tmd I once had a trainer, an old Irish man, who had served in a British regi ment In India and who knew the ways of tigers in every detail. He taught three of them to do more work in the show arena than 1 have ever seen done by tigers. ! have seen him sitting down between two of them at rest times during rehearsals a:.d examining, their daws to see if any of them were tore or split. Any one w5k> has .ever tried that with even a house eat knows that it strikes the feline nature as an unwarrantable familiarity, but they never did more than show their teeth and whine, and that in half playful ness. One day he got very drunk. 1 had never known him to transgress before. Before he was noticed on his return to the cage he had gone in with his ti gers and fallen in a heap on the floor. The other keepers tried to take him out of the cage, but to have done so would have meant a bitter and bloody fight with the three striped ones. They guarded him all night in his drunken slumber. The next time he put them to work, however, they balked, and he could neither persuade nor drive them. They had ceased to trust him. or some thing of that sort, and his usefulness with them was at an end completely.— F. Bostock in Frank Leslie’s. Tronhle For the Tuarlstn. The poor Saxon “towrist”—what he may suffer in the Emerald Isle! There Is a story on record of three Irishmen rushing away from the race meeting at Punebestown to catch a train buck to Dublin. At the moment a train from a long distance pulled up at the station, end the three men scrambled In. In the carriage was seated one other pas senger. As soon as they had regained their breath one said: “Pat have you got th’ tickets?” “What tickets? I’ve got me lolfe! 1 thought I’d have lost that gettln’ In th’ thrain. Have you got ’em. Moike?” “01? Begorrah, 1 haven't!” “Oh. we’re all done for. thin!” said the third. “They’ll charge us roight from th’ other soide of Oireland.” The old gentleman looked over bis newspaper and said: “You are quite safe, gintlemen. Walt till we get to th’ next station." As soon as the train pulled up the little gentleman jumped out and came back with three first class tickets. Handing them to the astonished stran gers, he said: “Whist, I’ll tell you how I did it! I wint along th’ thrain. ‘Tick ets, plaze; tickets, plaze.” I called, and these belong to three Saxon towrlsts in another carriage.”—Harry Furnlss in Strand. St. Paul’s. “It is curious,” says the London Chronicle, “how St. Paul’s, although the first cathedral church in England that was built actually for the observ ance of the Anglican ritual, manages nevertheless to retain something of a foreign and a Catholic nature in the way it offers shelter to the tired pas serby. Apart from the restless groups of sightseers, there are always plenty of people there who have gone In sole ly for the sake of Its wonderful peace and quiet “They would have found neither, by the way. In old St Paul’s of the fif teenth century, for while mass was being said In one chapel, a funeral serv ice In another, and so on. all sorts of commerce was carried on in the middle aisle, from the hiring of servants to the transaction of legal business. “We have altered all that nowadays, and St Paul’s Is the quietest spot In the noisiest city in the world.” His Half. An old Maryland colored man was summoned to court by the controversy over the ownership of a mule. “tVbo bought the mule?” demanded the Judge. “Clem Smlf aud Ah each bought half Ob him, sab.” responded the old man. "Where is Smith now?” “He ain’t nebber cum down yit, sah. He went to curry his half when his half was in a bad humor. Now Clem’s chlllun wants to get deb fatheh’s half away from my half, en deb half am dess half”— “Stop!” roared the Judge. “Dismiss the case."—Chicago News. Pens, Paper and Royalty. Whenever the signature of an Eng lish king or queen is required lu a vis itor’s book or elsewhere it Is custom ary to provide a new pen. which is not used by the hosts or the other guests unices It be handed them by the royal visitor. Another point of etiquette connected with pens and paper Is that a letter to a sovereign is written ou thick white paper, on one side only, and ll placed In an envelope large enough to contain the letter unfolded. Ahead Thera. *T hope.” said the drummer, “you were quite satisfied with my report for the past mouth.” "Well,” replied fee head of the firm, “there was one part of It that really exceeded our expectations.” “And what was that?” “Your expense bUL”—Catholic Stand ard and Times. Calling one day on a Miss Ferguson and observing a floe honeysuckle in foil blossom over the door, Sir Walter Scott congratulated his fr*end oo Its appearance. She spoke of It as trum pet honeysuckle. , “Weel,” said Scott “ye’ll never come out o’ pour ain door without a flourish o’ trumpets!" Spring Humors 1 Come to most people and cause many troubles,—pimples, boils and other j eruptions, besides loss of appetite, ! that tired feeling, fits of biliousness, j indigestion and headache. The sooner one gets rid of them the Letter, and the way to get rid o| them and to build up the system that has suffered from them is to take Hood's Sarsaparilla and Pills Forming in combination the Spring Medicine par excellence, of unequalled strength in purifying the blood as shown by unequalled, radical an 1 per manent cures of Scrofula Salt Rheum Scald Head Boils, Pimples All Kinds of Humor Psoriasis Blood Poisoning Rheumatism Catarrh Dyspepsia, Etc Accept no substitute, but be sure to get Hood’s, and get it today. An Avvfnl Disappointment. “The most disnpi>ointed man I ever saw.” said a Baltimore financier, “was a poor wretch who was about to be hanged in one of the northeastern counties of Maryland. 1 happened to be there about the time and accepted an invitation to witness the execution. “This fellow’s lawyers had been working hard to save his neck, and there seemed to be some possibility that he might be reprieved. The time set for the execution arrived, however, and the sheriff made plans to carry out the execution. The march to the scaffold had begun, and the prisoner was about to mount the steps when a messenger arrived, waving a telegram in his hand. , “The procession was at once stopped, and the sheriff took the telegram, but saw that it was addressed to the con demned man. lie handed It to the fel low, who. trembling with hope, tore open the envelope. He cast his eager glance at the message, paled and let it • drop from his hand. The sheriff picked up the paper, read it, and the march to the scaffold was resumed. In a few minutes the man who had hoped for a reprieve was in eternity. “The message was from some minis ter who had become Interested in Lis case. It told him to trust in the Lord and he would be saved.”—Washington Post An Evening' Call. “I called on Perkins last evening,” remarked Mr. Brov^r “Did you have a pleasant time?” In quired Mrs. Brown. “Very. Perkins was beating hi; wife when I went In.” “What?” “I say Perkins was beating his wife, but of course he stopped when 1 came In.” “Well. I should hope so.” "I begged him to go on, but he said some other time would do just aa well.” “You begged him to go on?” “Why. yes. I didn’t want to spoil the fun. you know.” “Oh. you brute! Do you mean to say that you could have looked calmly on Jrhile be beat his wife?” “Certainly. Why not?” "I thought you had at least a spark of manhood left 1 suppose yon will be beating me next” “Yes; I think I could If yon would play cribbage with me.” “Play cribbage?” “Ycg; that is what Perkins and his wife were doing."—London Telegraph. Got Hta Price. “Away over on the east side of the elty.” said a New Yorker, "lies the shop of a well known butcher, who rejoices In the euphonious and sug gestive name of ‘Four Cent Miller.’ He sells meat in smallest quantity to his customers, and. as the coin of the realm In that locality is principally conspicuous by its absence, there is a constant effort to beat him down in price. The other day Miller and a would be customer all but came to blows over a pound or so of pork chops, and the discussion finally culmmatcd in Miller irately demanding: " 'Well, why don’t you go to Smith (a rival buteben If }ou can get them cheaper?’ “ ‘Because.’ explained the customer, ‘Smith hasn’t got any.’ “‘Oh!’ said Miller, is that so? Well, when I haven’t got any my price will be 4 cents, too, but while I have they cost 7 cents. See?’ “The customer saw aud purchased.'* —New York Tribune. Pope’s Tveenty-fifth Pontificate. Rome, Feb. 20.—The pope today en tered on the twenty-fifth year of his pontificate. Although the main cele bration of the jubilee is postponed un til March 3, when the combined festi vals of the Jubilee and coronation wil] be observed, today was marked by the singing of a Te Doum ic St. Vttcra and other observances. The pontiff was the recipient of congratulations from all sides. „ Raynor Will Not Comment. 'Baltimore, Feh. 20.—4sldor Raynor, counsel fir Rear Admiral Schley, left for Washington this morning. He de clined to comment upon President Roosevelt’s decision In the matter of Admiral Schley's appeal from the find ings of the court of inquiry. A Dtatlncflan. “I am told.” said the friend, “that the manager you hare left was paying you a fabulous salary?" “No.” as wo rod Mr. Stormlngton Barnes, “not fabulous; imaginary.”— Exchange. - Safe Robbed at Franklin, Gs. Franklin, Ga., F^i. 20.—Dr. J. W. Daniel's general merchandise store has been entered by robbers and his safe blown open and about $40 in money taken. There is no clew as to who the robbers were. It occurred be tween 12 and 1 o’clock.