Prairie Farmer, Vol. 56: No. 1, January 5, 1884.: A Weekly Journal for the Farm, Orchard and FiresideVarious
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Prairie Farmer, Vol. 56: No. 1, January 5, 1884.: A Weekly Journal for the Farm, Orchard and Fireside
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Agriculture -- United States -- Periodicals; Farm life -- Periodicals; United States -- Rural conditions -- Periodicals
"Yes," remarked the Captain, "I shall never forget the last night we saw
that ill-fated vessel. I was chief officer of the City of Antwerp. On
the day we sighted the City of Boston a furious southeast hurricane set
in. Both vessels labored hard. The sea seemed determined to sweep away
every vestige of life. When day ended the gale did not abate, and
everything was lashed for a night of unusual fury. Our good ship was
turned to the south to avoid the possibility of icebergs. The City of
Boston, however, undoubtedly went to the north. Her boats,
life-preservers and rafts were all securely lashed; and when she went
down, everything went with her, never to re-appear until the sea gives
up its dead."
"What, in your opinion, Captain, was the cause of the loss of the City
of Boston?"
"The City of Limerick, in almost precisely the same latitude, a few days
later, found the sea full of floating ice; and I have no doubt the City
of Boston collided with the ice, and sunk immediately."
Captain Murray has been in command of the Alaska ever since she was put
in commission and feels justly proud of his noble ship. She carries
thousands of passengers every year, and has greatly popularized the
Williams & Guion line. Remarking upon the bronzed and healthy appearance
of the Captain, the reporter said that sea life did not seem to be a
very great physical trial.
"No? But a person's appearance is not always a trustworthy indication of
his physical condition. For seven years I have been in many respects
very much out of sorts with myself. At certain times I was so lame that
it was difficult for me to move around. I could scarcely straighten up.
I did not know what the trouble was, and though I performed all my
duties regularly and satisfactorily, yet I felt that I might some day be
overtaken with some serious prostrating disorder. These troubles
increased. I felt dull and then, again, shooting pains through my arms
and limbs. Possibly the next day I would feel flushed and unaccountably
uneasy and the day following chilly and despondent. This continued until
last December, when I was prostrated soon after leaving Queenstown, and
for the remainder of the voyage was a helpless, pitiful sufferer. In
January last, a friend who made that voyage with me, wrote me a letter
urging me to try a new course of treatment. I gladly accepted his
counsel, and for the last seven months have given thorough and
business-like attention to the recovery of my natural health; and to-day
I have the proud satisfaction of saying to you that the lame back, the
strange feeling, the sciatic rheumatism which have so long pursued me,
have entirely disappeared through the blood purifying influence of
Warner's Safe Rheumatic Cure which entirely eradicated all rheumatic
poison from my system. Indeed, to me, it seems that it has worked
wonders, and I therefore most cordially commend it."
"And you have no trouble now in exposing yourself to the winds of the
Atlantic?"
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