. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . order aman aloft in this gale to do thework. We must wait and hopefor good luck. It may hold. Willis touched his capagain as he held his elbowgripped around the life line, andsaid: Some one must do it; sendme. Ood bless you. Willis, forthe offer; but I will never order ahuman being aloft in this gale. But. good God! Mr. White,it means the lives of forty-foursouls. If you wont order it. Iam going anyhow. He did. He hauled himselfforward to
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . order aman aloft in this gale to do thework. We must wait and hopefor good luck. It may hold. Willis touched his capagain as he held his elbowgripped around the life line, andsaid: Some one must do it; sendme. Ood bless you. Willis, forthe offer; but I will never order ahuman being aloft in this gale. But. good God! Mr. White,it means the lives of forty-foursouls. If you wont order it. Iam going anyhow. He did. He hauled himselfforward to the weather shroudsand struggled up over the rail,the wind blowing him Ixicktwice before he could get onthe ratlines. Every man on deck watched that hero, and felt in his heart that he wasgoing to ceitain death ; for if he could pass the forotop. and thence reach thet(jpgallant yard, he would surely be blown ()vei-l)oard, and in the raging,choppy sea around, no boat could live for half a minute for a rescue. He braced himself against the awful wiiul. and though he was twiceblown flat against the ratlines, he recovered himself and gained the TirAT Saii, SlvsT Bk Ftrlei). A>[ER1CAN HEROISM. 745 No man can tell how we watched that ascent to almost sure death, forthe writer was one of the watchers thei-e ; Init there was an agony in everyheart for the man who was facing almost sure death in the hope of saving hisshipmates. Slowly, aw^fully slowly, he got up the shrouds of the topgallant mast,and. ohdod! how anxiously the storm-beaten watchers below watched hisslow clambering out upon the footropes until he reached the one of the anxious watchers looked each minute to see the sail carriedaway and Willis with it. Help below brailed up the dangerous sail, when Willis sang out. sotrumpet-toned that he could be heard on deck, and inch by inch he made afurlong until he had reached the mast. Then came the greatest danger of all for him. The l
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