The young reefers obey with alacrity and seeming recklessness, the orders being taken up and repeated, the boatswain’s whistle piping merrily the while. Soon comes another order in hoarse, manly tones from the executive, and it is given to a mass of youthful humanity huddled together at the foot of the shrouds, and awaiting their turn with all the eagerness of champions about to spring away upon a race of life or death. Loud came the orders: “Haul out the reef tackles! Haul up the buntlines! Aloft, topmen! Lay out!” Away they go up the shrouds like a stampede of monkeys, and out upon the slender yards and “lay out.” With strong hands they gather in the flapping, heavy folds of canvas and reef close, while just as the order is upon the lips of the officer: “Lay in, top men!” one of the reefers, by a violent lurch of the ship, is torn from his hold and goes downward, striking with a dull thud the yard below in his fall, and thence downward into the sea. The command of the officer is heard and obeyed: “Lay down from aloft!” While a score of voices utter the thrilling cry: “Man overboard!” But all are startled by seeing a form run out on the yard and spring into the sea. What does it mean? The executive officer did not lose his head for an instant, for his command came sharply, and with promptness to lay the ship to and man the lifeboat. At the order: “Lay down from aloft!” came the young sailors at a run, some of them fairly flying down the shrouds, others sliding down the backstays, and getting to the deck as best they can. The good ship is “laying to,” and the life boat is lowered and pulls back over her wake to pick up the two men who have gone overboard, while the question goes the rounds: “Who are they?” At last one answers who knows: “It was Clemmons who was thrown from aloft, and Merrill who sprang after him.” The speaker was Bemis Perry, and he was at once ordered before his captain, who asked: “Do you know the men, Mr. Perry?” “Yes, sir, the one who fell was Clemmons, and as he struck the yard Merrill called out to me: “‘He struck hard, so must be hurt. I will go after him.’ And then he ran out on the yard and made the leap, sir.” For once discipline was cast to the winds, and such a yell as rose from the midshipmen at this news had never been heard on the good ship before. But every eye now was upon the life boat, as it went leaping over the seas, and again came a ringing cheer as the executive called out: “The boat is returning, sir.” But had those on the boat given up the search in the face of that terrible storm, threatening to break every instant? Had they found one? Had they found both? These questions could not be answered until the boat returned. The clouds grew blacker, the sea ran higher, and the wind whistled more viciously. Over the black waters, dimly seen, the bounding light carried on board the lifeboat was seen to draw nearer and nearer.