in search of further supplies. This was about a week before the rescue. The weather by this time had moderated a litle, but the waves still dashed right over the wreck. Never during the whole seventeen days did the sexs cease to wash over the vessel. But all this time it was jast possible, at imminent peril, to run the gauntlet of these waves by watching favourable opportunities and taking the risks of the thing. The forlorn hope was successful, and-more supplies. were discovered forward, and were brought to replenish the exhausted rations.
All the survivors seen by the Duily Mail representative were enthusiastic about the way the Aden held together. She had three holes in her—aft, amidships, and forward; and the daily anxiety of all was lest the ship should go to pieces.
"We could only watch and wonder," said one, how day after day the vessel stood the hammering of the terrific waves. Bit by bit we could see the boat going, and as we looked out of the cabin door we could see pieces of the bulwarks swish past swiftly in the sweeping seas. Day after day, hour after hour, even minute after minute, we were beset with the constant dread of the boat going to pieces under us, and we thanked God for the skill and the good workmanship of those Middlesbrough men who built the vessel so stout The Indies never left the cabin at all during those seventeen days and nights, and their privations can only be left to the imagination. Only Mrs. Pearce set: foot outside the door, and that was
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