{"newspaper_name": "The Columbian fountain.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
{"character_count": 2044, "word_count": 378, "ccnet_language_score": [0.9868999719619751], "ccnet_perplexity": [1287.800048828125], "fasttext_language": ["en"]}
Upon their reaching the outer sea wall she
was launched, and, though good pull from
the pier head, and in comparatively smooth
water, her motion here, if never to be aug
mented, might deter one from attempting
what is to be their task when they reach
the end of the pier. One by one her crew
embark, each has his oar, and as he takes
his place secures himself by a stout strap
to his seat. A glance tells the steersman
that all is ready, and as his eye turns from
his crew seaward, he gives the word of
command, and with steady stroke they
"give her way"


With firm though rapid stride the mas
ter walks toward the pier head, speaking
trumpet in hand, which ever and anon he
raises to his mouth to issue words Of COM
mand, commentator and encouragement.
Steadily onward moves the boat, though
slowly, for light as she is, arduous is the
task of the rowers, to impel her against the
sea, which now threatens to engulf her.
Word from shore has now become inaudi-
BILE. She nears the light, and bravely she
stems the wave. With breathless anxiety
the group now regard her. All seems lost!
No! Nobly done! She rides head to it.
I" Well behaved - was the cry from the
spectators. From impulse they cheered-
and as the sea broke its spray, hiding the
light, they wondered at their own audacity.


The light shone again and there the boat
was like speck amid the waste Of waters,
her gallant crew acting up to the most san
guine hopes of the friends on shore. No
shout is heard--fear benumbs the anxious
spectators, and with feelings Of silent hor-
ror they await the moment that she meets
the next threatening wave, which if she
safely rides, it would seem to be through
Heavens own agency.


One mans eye alone saw her safe over it;
fear had closed all others--it was that OF
the master's--and his stern voice was heard
by those about him above the tempest as he
gave cheering though useless mandates
Again she was visible, now more distant
The master felt he was father--but the
next moment bade fair to leave him child.
less.


TO be continued. .