Evening Star Newspaper, February 19, 1928, Page 83

THE SUNDAY STAR. WASHINGTON. D. C. FEBRUARY 1928 - PART 7. Skipper Fails to Keep Rendezvous With Wrecked Ship’s Spirit BY CHARLES B. DEGGES. OR the first time in 30 years or more the Skipper has failed to keep his annual rendezvous with the spirit of his wrecked vessel. and the memory of his young wife and baby son. whose lives were held | seas that cast him half dead | hostage upon Virginia's ocean shore. The figurehead—torn from the bows of the ill-fated craft, reared upon the beach. A monument to a wreck that shocked the seaboard. and visited these many years by the man who followed it across the oceans of half the world—lies prone. awaiting the day it will resume its pensive watch out over the sea. But while these principals in one of tue most singularly pathetic dramas of (he Atlantic Coast have withdrawn from their stage at Virginia Beaci, the peo- pie of that ocean-front community, who for years had watched the comings and the goings of the Skipper, are telling the story that long since has become one of t traditions. Tt's the tale of a scafaring man's de- 10n to the greatest tragedy of his life. and the writing of it was bagun when Norwegt bark Dictator came sshore in a gale four miles south of Cape Henry Light in March, 1891, There is none who can tell you just when it was that Capt. J. M. Jorgen: know emembered and discus: the Skipper. first returned to the beach he had patrolied that disastrous Spring, When he waited stoically for the surf to fling his dead baby boy at his feet. But then there is n who denies that the sailor man its date back far enough nto the years to make of him “a char- acter.” They can'i teli you where he on that pilgrimage of hi % quiet nod of recognition or a kindl &miie. or at m t to those who had preserved his he figurchead. TVis. a busin: wha for 3 coat of paint ipp>d figurehad. tharel becoming one of the few residents the beach to be sought out by Capt Jorgensen, hes heard nothing from hu visit. Whether the Skip return to his shrine the folks of Virginia Beach are wonderin: and of late speculation as to his prob- able earthly p: talk, for Jorgensen cannot be a young community s hes Kept protecting Bon hough the man may have passed ry remains a heritage tal town. Sau ic fiztion of Conrad. the for you down thers. finds ! city in the yellowed of th> newspapors printed nearly 37 ago. Th> Evening Star on March 28. 1891. carried the new: of th wreck of Jorgensen's vessel, writ- ten in the sedat> journalistic style of that which parmitted the loss of sing has crept into their | | /make was logged under scant sail, and | more often she rode out bursts of storm fury with poles bared. The con- tinuous buffeting made its impress upon the hull of the craft and her seams | | opened little by little to admit sea water | to _her hold | Mrs. Jorgensen and the boy were kept below decks practically all time Dictator fought against the storm | to keep keel and frames together. and | with the v 's rolling and the wash of heightened bilge water, thoirs must have been a sorry existence. | Water continued to seep into the hold and the steam pump was fired and sot | going. but it afforded only a shattered | hope Jor relief. Under the terrific strain ths pump quickly went out of commission. Hand pumps were rigged and ths crew, weary after days of labor oft and below. fell to to lower the | ancerously high water in the bilge. * wrw % 'HE winds continued and the seas at last were rearing themselves high to hurl thundering watery wastes across the lezking Dictator. Part of the deck | load of timber waz swept over ths sids, teariny away portions of the bulwark end some of the bark's furled canva was stripped off and flung out in‘o the | spray. | But the sea and wind. as though reluctant to seize a victim within their grasp without further struggle. sub- | sided suddenly when the battered Dic- | tator was labori ! casier motion of the sea, seams tighiened so that pumps were succeeding in lifting over- board most of the water which had | leaked in durinz the storm series. | Heartened. and visioning home at Kraageroo. Capt. Jorgensen decided to | continue on his voyage for England without stopping in an American port | for repairs. The necessary carpenter | work and the rigging. he thought, could | be accomplished at se: The crew, rever. either refused outright to man the vessel further from shore, or— | the point secms uncertain and perhaps unimportant in the light of subse- | quent events—they convinced Jorgen- ! sen by argument that the continued voyage with t craft so crippled | would b> decidedly hazardous. At any rate, so the storv goes. Jorgensen | laid course for th2 necarest port, Hampton Roads. Vi | So Dictator was kept fairly close | inshore on what was thought would be a short run. The woman passanger and the little child returned to the THE FIGUREHEAD. AS IT STOOD AT VIRGINIA BEACH FOR MANY YEARS. he tale, it c 19 the Padl “n the Dic- “ro0. Norwsy s nsen himself. and tow-haired vk Dictavor out t n v Dictator from unde timeshe 21 Pensacols of Mexion ore there 8t port ounng which Jiitle oy frolieke about men of other craft I owners’ busi- » on the Dietatr r el p's Compan when the loaaing 5 burk onee mnore i ang Aroppeo ol 1hal peninsils st north siony the Americsn e 1wty out across the At for thr Brwsh Ixles Wowppesrs st 0 really mar- OB erpel hgl N WesLner O Der vovege scross th ooean W Penseoois bt scarcely had Hhe pointen her cerved wood figurehesd when she ran o foul rising sems As the Ripe owered the violence of Ui POUBINE ST CIrEed Feets were taken in Dictalor's salls #ud her heed war pepl on Lhe eourse U the 1o signs of wbet- rewsed 0 violence nortwere wing: and b r ot Wit the nowea mens perion nad pes gensen wes eoliged 1o lower al end rige oul the vicious blows which fell with added teniity 6o frequend Boon il the pogress woick Ui bark wes able W of the stormy | decks for longer periods and laughter rejoined the company. But not for long: A new falling of ‘the barometer was sccompanied by increasing winds. Soon Dictator was laboring again as she ro:» and fell on th> seas whipped up out of the deep. On the evening of March 28, 1831, sh> was making for the Virginia capes with all possible spred in a herole effort 1o beat the mounting viclousness of the new <torm. Night fell with added bursts of fury and all hands were kept on deck ready for an emergency. The hull's old wounds were oprned again and sea- water poured inboard rapidly. At mid- night on the 26th it seemed 1o Jorgen- wen that they should be nraring Cape Henry Light and every man aboard strained his eyes for a glimpse of the fiashing bracon through the fiyinz spray and driving rain ain and his officers reckoned they were almost abreast the light on the cape and Dictator was brought in a bttle closer while the wind and sea thundered about hor. After a bit more of cautious sailing the lookout in the ow sighted 8 meaning line of grav vater fringing searcelv a rod ahead of the nding figurehrad . A sandbsr wes under the lee of the battling vessel, #n elecirifying order was sorewmed oul atove the roar of wind and s¢a. The wheel spun in the hands of the helmeman and the rudder heaved Men waled A sickening. grating sound # splintering and the rudder was ground off itz post while the hull siid on o the bar Dictator was sground snd was pounding. pounding. pound This much of the story v by Capt. Jorgensen o the fol ginia Bearh several days after it eruise haa ended in the surf on the sandbar the AncH 1891, aawned ugly and thick a1 Virginis Beach. and the men of Life-saving Station No. 2 had patrolled thedr stretch of Lie surf-whip- ped sands until nearly 9 o'clock in the iorning before Uwy sighted the gray careening mase of & threc-master 900 yaras off thore snd & mile north of Lheir slation quarters Unabie U make out her identity, but knowing there were Jives to be saved out tiere in the pounding seas. the life- savers Jumped W thelr traditional duty They hunled their line-tarowing gun up the beach from Sestark headquarters, | ks thelr station was known. and they L enlicten the 1ull crew of the Cape Henry tation within the hour afier the sight- g of the craft. Bomelow word gol whout thist 1t was an Exglish bark which | nea grounded on the bar, ana s 10 wae | | reporiea 1n the afternoon evepapers ' of Nortole, whichi carried 8l a (olumi the | “WHILE THES INTENSE PREPARATIONS WERE BEING MADE CHEER THE TERRIFIED LAD AND TO ENCOURAC story of the storm whi~a was envelop- ing the coast. In the face of the terrific surf which was running. Capt. Drinkwater. com- mander of Seatack. refused to order a small boat out to the vessel. He was convinced that any such attempt to reach the wreck would be suicidal. and so- nis crew set about rigging the breeches buoy. in which they would haul in the crew, a lone man at a time The little mortar they had dragged up the beach was loaded, elevated and fired. The coiled line spranz scaward in tow of the ball. But 900 yards was 100 great a distance for that mortar of 1891. and the projectiie was scen to splash into the surf little more than half way out to the ship. A new elevation was s°t on the gun ‘and again it sent its rope Into the heave ing seas. The mortar continued to fire and line after line sprang its coiling rouie inw the sea Attracted by the firing of the gun hundreds of men and women went down to the beach from the surrounding countryside to join the guests of the old Princess Anne Hotel. who watched the drama from the inn’s porch, near the cpot where men labored to save men. By noon th® hazs had lifted suffi- ciently for those ashore to make out the doomed craft as th» Norwezian bark Dictator. Her crew could be soen Th HE other day I was told a true stery. which I remember vaguely hearing or reading about during the war, but which 1s worth re- telling for those who missed it, for it has certain valuable ironic im- plications and a sort of grandeur. It concerns one of those beings who, when they spy upon us, are known by that word of three letters as offensive as in the language, and when they r us are dignified by the expres- sion “secret service” and looked on as heroes of at least second water. You wiil recollect that when the war broke out ihe 1,500 gersons engaged in supplying Germany with information, mainly trivial and mostly erroncous. were all known by the authorities and were put out of action at a single swoop. From that moment thes not one discovered case of csplona sples already resident in the ¢ wnen war was declared. Thore however, a few and, T am told unim- portant cases of esplonage by persons who developed the practice or eame into this country for the purpos® during the war. This story concerns one of th latier. z In August. 1914, there was living America a business ma birth and American citizel let us say. for it was not his | Lichifelder. who had once been an offi- cer n the German army. a man of about 50, of square and stll mill spprarance with rather short. suT hair a strajght back to his head and a pa- triotic conscience oo strong for his American citizenship. 1t was not long then, before an American called Licht felder landed in Genoa and emerged Lichtfelder at the ‘man_ headquar- ters of his old regiment, offering his services “No” they sald to him, “you are no longer a young and active man and you | are an American citizen, We are very dlnn'unluhvl with our secret service in England: something seems to b wrong. You can be of much greater service 1o the fatherland if, having learned our codes. vou wiil go 1o Eng- land as an American eitizen and send us all the mformation you can acquire Lichtfelder’s soul was with his old regiment, hut. heing a patrot, he con- sented. During the next two months he made himself acquainted with all the tricks of his new trade, ok ship again at Genow and reappeared as Lightfield I the United States Hoon after this he salled for Liverpool, well stocked with husiness addresses and samples. | and supplied with his legitimate Amer)- can passport i Lils own American nime He spent the first day of his “Seeret Bervice” wandering about the docks of w town which, in his view -if not In that of other people -~ was # niaval ta ton of importance; he also noted cares | fully the hulf-militarised appearance of | BY JOH A G n | the khuki fgures in the streets; and in | deluys we the evening he penned s business letter | 0 & gentleman I Rotterdam. betw h the lines of which, devoted 1o the more enlightened forms of - shall we say? plumbing. he wrote down n invisible | ink sl he had seen -puch and such ships srrived or about to sl such and | euch Ckhaki’ dolling or wandering | abont the streete. all of which had im- portance i his view if not in fact He | ended vith the vords Moigens Dublin Lichtfelder, and posted the Jetter | night clinging to every stable projection on her reeling decks. while the long swells rolling in would pile up on her offshore bcam to burst into gigantic fans of facy salt spray. which uitimately col- lapsed drenching loads upon them. As those ashore watched the men aboard Dictator could be seen straining to launch the bark's dingey. her only small boat that survived the battering of the storms. Thoy saw it at last low- ered into the water, and they saw four men drop over the side into its frail bottom. They saw it put out from Dictator’s side and a half-choked cheer that was more nearly a praver cscaped from th~> crowd on th= beach ‘Th> dingey pitchad and slapped in the scas, while the four scamen pulled their hearts out for shore. A light line was being paid out after it from the Dictator. Men and women praved they watchad it. Soon the dingey in the curling white water of the surf Her stern rose high on a sea and she began flying shoreward. while her men fought like devils to keep her head in to the beach. But the surf was terrific and the littie boat's stern swung round as though it were sliding off a hill. Her windward gunwale lifted. and with a suddenness that was appalling th> four men were flipped into th> boiling surf, while the WORTH and Playw Now. unfortunately for this poor but simple patriot, there was a young lady in the General Post Office who was | Virginia Beach Wonders What Has Become of Master of Norwegian Bark Which Met Disaster Nearly Forty Yecar- Ago. | Master’s Young Wife and Baby Son Were Lost—Annual Visits Have Been Made for Thirty Years. | | AP 2 B e FORCIBLY. TO HER HUSBAND. tiny craft capsized and th> lin= they sought to land was carri»d aw + ¥ HE susp~nse which had zripped th» whole beach eracked. Men groxn~3 and manv of th» woman watchers screamed hysterically. In a battle that spent them complete- Iv and sorely taxed the strength of the life savers who plunzed out into the surf to rescue th=m. th> courag=ous four were hauled unconscious up on the beach One of them, Carlo Olson by name. was found to have received a broken arm when the surf dashed him violently to the sandy bottom. but the other three were uninjured. Tl were quickly re- susritated and bundled down the beach to the Seatack headquarters. where dry clothing and hot drinks twere given them. When the dingey survivors werc ! able to speak they told their rescuers of the young woman and :child >ut there on the wreck. It wal the firs: knowledge Virginia Beach had of then predicament. and it will never be known to what desperate ends the life-savers might have gone to save them had not subsequent developments delayed further action on their part. Shortly after the dingey capsized in the surf. members of Dictator's crew were seen to heave a keg overboard. Again a light line was run over the spending her days in opening all letters | with suspected foreign addresses, and submitting them to the test of invisible ink. To her joy—for she was weary at the dearth of that useful commodity- between the lines of this commercia! screed, which purported to be concerned with the refinements of plumbing. ou* sprang the guilty ink. To a certain d: partment were telephoned the inea tious “Morgens Dublin Lichtfelder. Now. no alien in those days was suffered to leave for Ircland, save through a bottle-neck at Holyhead — To the bottle-neck then went the message id man called Lichtfelder travel yes- terday to Dublin?’ The answer came quickly American called Lightfield went Dablin vesterday, returned last 15 now on train for Euston.” At ston our patriol, after precisely three /5 of secret-service, was lodged wherever they were then lo “Lam.” he sald. “an American citizen called Lightfield * “Thut sald the British Cabinet, without_ disagreement, “mukes a differ- You shall be trigl by ordinary process of law, and defended by counssl hosen by the American Embassy, at our expense. Instead of by court-martial " Bpeedily-—for in those days the law e short —the American eitizen d, allas Lichtfelder, was put on his 1, for supplying informa- Hon ta the el iy, and for three days Al the government's expense. & certain eminent counsel gave the utmost of his Wity to preparing his defenss. But a certatn great advocate, whose husiness I was to prosecute, had given the ut most of his wits {0 constdering With what question he should open his cros examination, since it 1s well known how important 1 the first question, and called Lighthy Patriot; a True Story of War i elevated ide this time in tow of the bobbing which wind and seas carried tedtously shoreward. As the keg en- tered the surf, life-savers waded out into the icy water to retrieve it an¥ the line it carried in a successful at- tempt to spoed the establishment ot a contact with the wreck. In short order a hawser and accompanyine Lreeches buoy rig were made fast to the hemp strand and were hauled out through the waves to the dving Dic- tator by her own men The hawser was secured to the bark’s mizzen mast and it shore end was in a crotch erected on the beach In eizht minutes a man was dragged ashore—the first to be saved through the planned rescue efforts of those ashore. That man. whase name is not remembered today by the folks of Virginia Beach. nor recorded in the old mews regorts. which identify him merely as seaman.” told ot Mrs Jorgensen’s refusal to go ashore with- out her child in the buoy. which could carry only ons person at a time. A second man was hauled into the beach on the sea-swept rig and it was thought that only a short time would claps~ before all souls would be saved But this hope. like others the crew had held. was blasted when their rolling vessel, in & lunge more violent than the rest, snapped the hawser. Valuable time was occupied in the rig- ging of another line and it was late afternoon before the third man to he saved by the buoy was hauled ashore. Virginia Beach's residents of longer standing remember watching the un- folding of this chapter of the story, and fthey recall. too, the scenes aboard the Dictator as described to them by Capt. Jorgensen and his fellow-sur- vivors. \ JITH their ship breaking up bencath them as sea after sea pounded in from desp water. the crew of Dic- tator struggled hard for every life that was dragged out of the wreck through the teeming waters to safety on the distant beach. It was labor to climb the swaying mizzen mast to anchor the buoy rigging: it was labor for weak- ened men to drag themselves aloft to get into the “breeches” for the plung- ing trip ashore. and it was agonv for them to watch the voung mother and her child. clinging to one another in the flving spray. waiting and hoping for_deliverv. Once fhe rescue work was halted when the hawser—the second to be rizged—fouled on floating wreckage some distance from the vessel. Other efforts to free it proving fruitless. a seaman. known only as “Frenchv.” tied 1 lin~ about his waist and dived over- board. He swam®to the tangle. freed the hawser and was hauled back to th> Dictator. numbed by th» cold and gasping for breath. As his hopes for other means of res- cue for hor faded. Capt. J sought to save his wife's life b He carried he; e nning to thrust her bodily into but there he found a seaman in the rig. He allowed the fel- low to remain. and he charged him to signal from the shore whether or not a boat was to put out for the wreck Time passed with Jorgensen and his wife clinging to the swaving mast. when at last the captain- saw throuzh the haze what he took to be the interna- tional flag code letter “W." He inter- preted the signal as advice to wait. and he climbed laboriously back to the deck. still carryinz his oil-skin clad wife. While h> waited five men in all had gotten ashore by way of the buoy. Before a sixth could b2 launched Dic- tator plinz:d. swinging her mast in a wide ar ok and the hawser parted No means for getting a third line ashore remained in ths broken vessel: night was not far distant. and it was a After a period of frantic scanning of the waves, during which Dictator's masts were snapped out of their steps and the thickening dusk settled more intensely, the alert watchers sighted an inert mass heaving in the surf. Life- savers ran out into the water a second time, and this time they dragged back with them the unconscious and nearly dead Capt. Jorgensen—Jorgensen . He had been battered senselss by the seas. which had torn his beloved baby boy from his back. Dictator s master was given first aid and cared for tenderly. so that in a short time he was physically none the wors= for his awful experience. Darkness settled over the sea. but the storm con- tinued in violence, and the broken bark was last seen with only her high bow and a portion of her stern above water. The little band of men and the lone woman were out there somewhere with the elements thimdering their requi Gray dawn lMarch 27 revealed Iy wild seas and streaked skies—Dictator had broken up 4uring the night P T was a heart-broken man, a man in pathetic contrast to the cheery, good-natured sea captain who set out from Kraageroo in his Dictator with his wife and baby only a few months before, who patrolled the beach next day and the day after and days after that. wait- ing for the sea to give back to him his dead. Capt. Jorgensen, still kindly and wholly unobtrusive in his grief, won the hearts of every man and woman at the beach during those dass. ‘The flag at Seatack was hauled down to half-staff and 2 pall that was unusual, even on a seacoast that had known other wrecks. lay over the community to inscribe an impression of tragedy that has survived even through th:se 37 vears. ‘Wanting to help the survivors in some concrete wav. the guests of the Prin cess Anne Hotel raised a fund ol meney. which was distributed among Jorgen- sen’s men. Other kindnesses were wrought by the people of Virginia Beach. who sought t9 ease the burden of grief heaped upon the men by the storm gods. But the master of the wrecked bark contined his patrol. Finally. on March 30, the bodr us Mrs. Jorgensen was rolled up on the sands by the waters. Word went about that Jorgensen—“the -“Skipper.” you know"—had found his dead. and from then on the name “Jorgensen™ seems to have been forgotten. while “the Skipper” was famed. ‘The woman was buried in a Norfolk cemetery, and when the Skipper was obliged to leave Norfolk on the morning of April 3 without recovering the body of his son, he took with him fiowers from his wife's coffin to carry back to Norway. On the afternoon of the day the captain left the Virginia city for New York. preparatory to re- turning to his homeland, the little boy RCH 28, 1891-SIXTEEN PAGES. WRECKED NFAR CAPE HENKY. launn Eight Lives Lost From the Norwegiss Bark What the Pop Dietator. ‘The Norwegian ba: | wita pine lumber, | and the eaptain’s young wifo and. rk Dictator, frem Peass- | A spooial asbl cola, Pla., to West Hartlepool, England, laden | Rome mys: Th crew of fifteen | this city to cens lttie boy of | promises to hav with & | three vears, came asbore in & strong easterly | politics. Itspy {anle ¥ erd:7 morning four milos south of secreily summo i Cape Henry auei tro mil-s north of Virginia ing anxions lest i == | | those of Capo Heary lite savere. 1he the tew in & Lottie and the line conmccting = Tho firt man was NEW ROoM o Re Occnpled by onal Rank. Stace its ors: wh has been I wan line. honses and the botel and to locality of great ' wacoxecuted by the | AN ARTICLE IN THE WASHING ING OF THE WRECK OF THE NEAR CAPE HENRY. simple case of every man for himsel’ with the survival of the fittest. An- suished searching of the beach line showed no preparations under way for the launching of s boat, and Capt Jorgensen decided upon A desperate course. He took his little boy upon his back in just such a way as he had done many times before when the two had plaved at “piggie-dback ndmfi" A heavy lite lt—one of the few. it seems, that re- mained on board while the wrenching seas had ripped over the decks—was passed about his body. encompassing the figure of the frightened lad and his own in a single circuit. Other lashings | were tied about them to secure the bov to his father's back. Another life belt | was wound about Mrs. Jorgensen's, and IE_HANDS OF THE AMERICAN there had come to him an inspiration “Mr. Lichtfelder,” he sald, fixedly re- garding that upright figure in the dock, tell me: Have you not been an oMcer I the German army>" ‘The hands of the: American citizen M to his sides, and his figure (- ed. For hours he had been telling the court how entirely concerncd he wias With business, giving his references, showing his samples, explaining that as for the lines iy invisible nk i that letter, which he admitted sending - well iU was simply that he had met a Duteh journaliast _on board the ship coming out, who had said to him: “You know, we can get no news at all, we uweutrals - do send us something - not, of ocourse, harmful to England. but something we can say.” And he had | sent it Was it harmful? IU was {nothing but trifles he had sent | standing suddenly a little more erect stlent. And the great advocate ald CLwon't press you now, My der; we will go on to other maiters Aut I should like you to think that Auestion over fnrst question that also be the last’ 1 sk you [ am not dylng as a spy And | now, At that Arst question, he Was ) ya the Lord bless vou all Liehttels | were, bacause 1t 1s not only the | his CITIZEN WENT H AND HIS FIGURE And the court adjourned, the cross- examination not yet over. with that question not yet asked again In the early morning of the following | dav, when the warder went to the cell of Lichtfelder, there. by his muffier dangled his body from the grating. Be- neath the dead feet the cell Bible nad been kicked away; but since. with the stretehing of the muffier. thase teet had still been able to rest on the ground, the patriot had drawn hem up. until he was choked to death He had walted until the dawn, for on the cell slate was written this “1 am A soldier with yank 1 do not dealre to mention 1 have nad & fatr trinl Qf the United Kingdow 1 but as a sol- dier. My fate T stood as a man. but 1 can't be w Har and perjure myselt What 1 have done 1 have done for my country. T shall express my thanks, and ||_\l>.\ And from the 10 lawvers elght K¥ng- Msh and two American who, with me. heard the story told, there came as it one murmur Sdolly fine ! And 50 1t was! Mr. Galsworthy has anwounced that compensation for thiy arficle will) I WHL| be contributed to the Save the ( 'r"((-rui Fund in London | doren while these Mtense preparations were being made she had laughed. foreibly and she even sang a little. they sav. her efforts to cheer the terrified lad and 10 encourage her husband . 'DRGRNSEN let himself overboard ** into the cold water and ordered that his wife be lowered after him = With a few strokes he had swum away from the recling bark and had halted to wait for his wife. It was his plan to transe port the child and tow the woman through those seas to shore! Just as Mrs. Jorgensen was about to enter the water a great sea arse and hurled her backward into the wreckage while 3t swept her gallant husband = vards toward the shore Th captain fought to get back to his wite but the eff ¢t was futile and. with an' agonized © ance toward the floundering {mother of hiis bov, he turned to face his battle AWy CFrenchy " already the hero of one ‘pisode, dived overboard agatn and dragged Mis. Jurgensen back adoard Dictator. The last any one seems to have seen of Dhor she was standing weakiy on the poop deck. her wavering body supported by her vescuer. The Frenchman's eflorts to save the lfe of Nis masters’ wife. with no thought of Nis own welfare, never will be recurded. for none of the men left <\ the ship ever reached share alive Watehers on the beach Rs oAk Was setthing saw the first mate shing Nim- self o the bowspeit and others of e CTEW Were seen WAKing sinilar prepas Atk for the mevitable dreaking wo of the vessel | Jorgensen was sighted only at inter- | vals, swimming madly With his precious burden Durting most of his battle with {or the beach 90 yards nearly {1he seas he was kst iy desp troughs of water and blinding clouds of sa spway and driving ram At st his aviing ¢ arms were lost sght of entivsly and o appeared the brave fellow had baen claimed by the seas . mand of Capt. Drinkwater. were promptly oa bard dnd began firing dmes bork. * The guus could not deli far, thouch they wers repeatedly »hip finally saccceded n gutting s line tied 10 @ barrel, which the sar{ carried Brewches buoy was rigged sud seut to the vessel, but unortune Lark's crcew were mpmor-ut of the rescne wan dolayed nntil (apt. Drinkwa of the life-saving crew wrole inetrections, the voseel with the The micn on board broke tic bottloat minates. and seven others were reacued sunset, four of whem came aghore ins lese wers ¥ persoas onz the nuwuber the eap- | Teach Hotel. ‘1be weather -was 80 thick tEat | fare Detween { the vessel was not scen until 9 o'clock and then | distinct decline slie was in the breakers, broadside on, withia & ' the Romen Catt quarter of s nule of the shore. + lsle. Although carws mesvewn. ""‘"-fl"‘ two lite-snving nm:::u nflq. and Seatack, under co—_.‘“;-‘fl' indors [h3 £ 10 the ver the. Ll L] &2 F i\ it Z i its use, & é 735 i i sent it to the Dictator j I i i ; { % g : 3 conld Le secu by gluses from the abore, | procesded to carrs out the directions. PROTGUT ASHORE BY THE BUOY. delivered shore in §s or stacken fu res | Once the | THO sbure and The clothing v day afternoon & sce with referen Iah.hufi_h '!atl-n-&‘ | was ezpectsd as Rochester 1 with people, who cave and saspaese were ;¥ sec the people on t crics for sacs 20 & ON STAR. MARCH 2% 1891, TELL. NORWEGIAN BARK DICTATOR bodr was cast on the deach. where sympathetic hands recovered it and iaid on bits of wreckage or washed up on the one day the fAgurchead. from the wrecks stem and and thorough mntact, came Somedody reared a post on the sandy beach a hundred feet dack from the nidbling water and fastened the carved wood piece erect, facing out over the sea it had defied so many years and so proudly. The figurehead decame s visited by hundreds of persons du the weeks and moaths and years followed Todav, after 37 vears the figurehead waits where workmen stored it when they cut tnto the sands at its feet to ew dulkhead that now Viginia BReach folk will show you doth. and theyll tell you that the carved-wood piece will de replaced there at the foot of Seven- tenth street when the seawall is done. They can promise thai, but as for the Skipper- Virginia Beach can't tell you just when it was that he first returned to the sands of his tragedy. dut they re- member seeing him standing & solemn retiuspection & day, thiee or even fie vea: taken sad leave of th tell you that aice eac sometimes in the Sumumer and some- times I the Fall or early Winter, he'dt come quietly among them to & homage 10 the spirtt of his wrecked vessel and the memary of his young wife and dadv Y. standing there hefore his ahrme Now® Well. the deach folks shake their heads. they cant you whare he 18 today, for he's droxen a hadet of thirtysodd ves of datk Dt they KROW Nis story and they it tell that YOU If yOu ask them . Artificial Marble. ‘l‘NN ltalians have devised & meidod of manufacturing artificial martle Catania, the center of the idustzy, & overlooked by the great volvane Ewna. and this moantam has furnihed part W the material emploved. Common White sandstone is cul it the desired shapes and these are placed W an wow ANk upan & heavy wive grating. Then the tank s alled with a molten mix- ture of voleank asphalt and coal tar This 5 kept dBuling for 38 hours, when D2 stoned are taken out, cowled. dried and polished It ilentt, # @ i L hus teated (ren from the Di beach. and wrenched waeh leas