the captain's wife. Can you—can you save the others? They made me come first."
"That's right! Women and children always first!" shouted the captain.
"Of course we'll save the others," yelled C. C., who was running excitedly about, helping all he could. "We'll save every one!" he repeated.
"Gloomy in a new rôle—a happy one!" remarked Blake.
The buoy was hauled back, and another was saved—one of the sailors, this time. He reported that there were in all twenty-five hands on the ship, exclusive of the captain.
"He'll come last, of course," he said, simply.
"Of course," agreed Abe Haskill. "The captain allers does that. Once more, boys!"
Again was a rescue effected, the moving picture cameras registering faithfully everything that went on. The work had to be done quickly now, for the vessel was fast breaking up.
"Two more left!" cried the chief life saver. "Jack up that cable, boys; she's sagging. I guess the old ship is working farther in. Jack her up!"
By means of pulleys attached to the main rope it was made tauter. Then came a heavy sag on it.
"What's that?" asked one of the life savers.
"It's two of 'em—two of 'em, clinging to the buoy!" cried Blake, who was watching through a
