s Brave Volunteers Risk Their Lives on Slob And to Ice To Rescue Their Friend (To the Editor) Dear Sir,—Please allow me space in your much read paper for a few remarks concerning the six men that were adrift” on the ice all night on Thursday last, April 10th, 1919. Their names are as follows: Stephen Lambert, William Lambert, James Lambert, Joshua Froude, John Earl, Willis Bridger. These men left their homes at 20 a.m. on Thursday morning to hunt for seals, and in their eagerness to secure these, like all hard-working men trying to make a dollar when they can in order to maintain their homes, they recked not that. . there was a heavy sea making, and on returning found that the ice had broken up so badly,and the sea ws ruttning so high that ‘they’ could not land. The result was that they had to spend all night on the ice, but during the night Mr. James Adey and a crew of three ¢ or four other men went out and took some food and tea to them, and ex changed boats, as their own was heavy. But some of them were too astray and did not reach land with them, and, in the morn it made known that they were still on the ice and still a dirty land. As the news fled, a boat was quickly launched ,and tries to reach the men, but returned again, without them,as it was impossible to render any assistance to the men owing to this son they were in. Magistrate Roberts then tried to get in touch with the sealing steamer “Terra. Nova,” ‘Capt. A. Kean, to go to the rescue, and it was also thought wise to get the schooner “Olive I Pas owned by J. W. Hodge.’ In a couple of hours she was ready to sail, manned by Capt. Elias Young and a crew of volunteers. ‘In the mean time a crew of seven men from this place, whose names are 2 as fol lows: Isaac Young, Edgar Roberts, Frank Clark, Pte. Kenneth Legge, Roland Yates, Fred, Compton, R.N.R., Norman Bathe, thought that with the aid of ropes, gaffs and snow shoes they could launch across Burnt Island Tickle. Although running a great risk, they did so and also the Island, and succeeded in rescuing the men by the aid of ropes, but they had a narrow escape while landing, as a heavy sea came running in and smashed the pan of ice they were on, and came near overturning their boat and throwing them into the water. I think, Mr. Editor, all praise is due to the men who so nobly risked their own lives to save their fellow men. In closing I would like to emphasize the necessity of a telephone for our lighthouse at Long Point, as it would be a great service in a case like this, as a person can be seen at a long distance from Long Point and the people could be quickly notified. I trust, Mr. Editor that this will be taken into consideration and in the near fut ure a phone will be installed in the lighthouse of this place. Wish ing the Union men and President Coaker every Success and a return to power in the coming election, we will close with the following verses: “We took ourteat” tight from the stage, With a boy or two you, know. And the women helped like heroines To push her through the snow. At last some more men joined us With courage and might not slow. We were fully bent to find them if they were living or dead you know. It was said by fifty men or more We could not do the job. But come on, my lively heroes, Wells put her in the slob. So we worked away with might and main. To the rescue we did go, Across Burnt Island Tickle, Where there was slush and slob and snow. At last we reached Burnt Island And with courage, boys, we'll go to the hungry, starving, tired men. By the help of God you know. “We'll, gets them boys,” Skipper Isaac said, Dead or alive, you know. Although, there is every difficulty in the sea and slob and snow. And as we launched our boat there, The six men we did scan, And then the Skipper shouted out, Comie on boys, a place to land. Soon they came from pan to pan, As though God made the way, And they came right in and landed all, With none of them astray. And when we reached the homeland There was a hundred men or more, Beside the women and children To greet the men on shore. Yours very truly, Gilesport, Twillingate, April 15th, 1919. GUN AND GAFF.