Stella Rosevelt — page 35: what you’re looking at

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{ SAVER OO 20, seen, for the steamer changed her course and came proudly plowing the waters toward the suffering band, and an hour later those starving, almost helpless ones were tenderly taken from their peril and every want kindly ministered to. ‘‘What is it—where am I?” Mr. Rosevelt asked, aroused by the sound of strange voices, a vigorous rubbing, and an extra quantity of wine. ‘A steamer homeward bound, and we are saved!’ Star whis- pered in his ear, then bowed her white face upon her hands and wept for joy. She wou!d not leave him until the ship’s surgeon told her that he would pull through all right with proper care, and commanded that she go below and receive the attention she herself needed. She staggered to her feet, a great burden rolling from her heart; but her waning strength deserted her entirely, and she fell fainting into the arms of a young, manly looking fellow, who was standing with pitying face just beside her. He carried her below and gave her into the care of a stew- ardess, and thought, as he did so, that he had never in his life looked upon a face so pure and delicately lovely. The captain and crew of the ill-fated steamer, with the other passengers who had been saved, were shown every kindness and attention which their critical condition demanded, and so ended ' that season of horror, and they were borne swiftly and safely toward America’s hospitable shore. (CEONMIEOOOKS (EO)