Our first century: being a popular descriptive portraiture of the one hundred great and memorable events of perpetual interest in the history of our country, political, military, mechanical, social, scientific and commercial: embracing also delineations of all the great historic characters celebrated in the annals of the republic; men of heroism, statesmanship, genius, oratory, adventure and philanthropy . d on by one hand. Veryfew words were spoken by auy, and theonly sound to be heard was the splash ofthe waters or the heavy breathing of theI)oor sufferers, as they tried to recovertheir brea
Our first century: being a popular descriptive portraiture of the one hundred great and memorable events of perpetual interest in the history of our country, political, military, mechanical, social, scientific and commercial: embracing also delineations of all the great historic characters celebrated in the annals of the republic; men of heroism, statesmanship, genius, oratory, adventure and philanthropy . d on by one hand. Veryfew words were spoken by auy, and theonly sound to be heard was the splash ofthe waters or the heavy breathing of theI)oor sufferers, as they tried to recovertheir breath, after a wave had passed overthem. Nearly all were submerged to theirarmpits, while a few could with great dif-ficulty keep their heads above the women were the first to go; they his pocket, but finding this impossible, onaccount of being in so cramped a, position,placed it between his teeth until overtakenby a tremendous wave, when he lost hishold upon it and it was washed , wlio had on an oiled silk coat,called on McCabe, for heavens sake, torender assistance, as his strength was raj)-idly failing, and he must fall off if notrelieved. As he was about four or fivefeet distant, it was difficult to reach liim,but after considerable exertions this wasdone, McCube heljiing him by the use of aknee, until, becoming himself quite faint,the hapless man was, by necessity, left to. LOSS UF TllK CULLi> were unable to stand the exposure morethan three or four hours. They all fell offthe raft without a wonl, except one jioorgirl, who cried out in intense agony, Oh,my poor mothev and sisters! At the expiration of some eighteenhours, there were not more than three orfour persons remaining upon it, includingMcCabe. One of these gave to the latterwhat appeared to be a small map, butwhich the giver was understood to say wasa sort of title-deed to his projjcrty. In afew moments after thus transferring it,he, too, unloosed his hold, and was addedto the number that fl
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