Dorymates: A Tale of the Fishing BanksMunroe, Kirk
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Dorymates: A Tale of the Fishing Banks
Munroe, Kirk
Newfoundland and Labrador -- Fiction
For half a minute Breeze was lost to the view of those who from the deck
of the schooner watched anxiously to see him emerge from his brave
plunge. They gave a shout as he reappeared. He had only time to draw in
a single breath of air before he was again buried beneath a huge curling
wave that, before it broke, towered many feet above his head. His
comrades were just about to haul him back by means of the line they were
paying out, and the other end of which was knotted about his waist, when
his head was once more seen above the surface.
This time they were astonished to note what a distance he had gained,
for being many feet under water had not prevented his swimming sturdily
towards the object of his efforts. Now how gallantly he dashed forward!
with what splendid overhand strokes he took advantage of the few moments
of surface-swimming granted him before he was again swallowed up! He had
won many a swimming-match in both smooth and storm-tossed waters about
Gloucester. He had taken many a header through green walls of inrushing
breakers, but never before had he swam as now; never before had he
struggled for the prize of a human life.
When for the third time he emerged from the suffocating waters, he saw
the yellow-clad form, to gain which he had fought so bravely, within a
few feet of him. With one more desperate effort, for the line about his
waist was now dragging him back almost irresistibly, he reached it, and
grasped the stern becket of the overturned dory.
Out-stretched upon its flat bottom, with both arms and legs twined about
the life-line,[E] lay the senseless form of a young man, apparently but
little older than the brave swimmer who now tried to rouse him. It was
impossible to do so, and Breeze feared that he was dead. Without casting
loose the line from about his body, he gathered a bight in it, and made
this fast to the becket of the dory. Then he waved his hand as a signal
to those on board the schooner to pull in.
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Footnote E:
A fishing dory has a wooden plug in its bottom near the after end that
can be drawn so as to allow water to run out. To the lower end of
this, extending forward along the boat’s bottom to an iron ring, is
often fastened a life-line for use in case of a capsize.
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The strain upon the light line was terrible, and in any other hands but
those of expert fishermen it would have parted a dozen times before its
precious burden was drawn as close as was safe under the stern of the
schooner. Then a second line was thrown to Breeze, who, nearly exhausted
as he was, still found strength to secure it about the body of the
senseless lad beside him. He could not, however, undo the clutch of the
rigid fingers from the life-line, and for a moment began to despair,
even within reach of rescue, of saving him for whom he had risked so
much. But help was at hand, and it came as he least expected it.
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