I Saw Three Ships and Other Winter Tales
hrow across the three hundred yards that separated her from the cliffs; no swimmer that could carry a rope across those breakers; nor any boat t
beach, and on the near side of the Raney a shapeless fragment, pounded and washed
lantern for the tossing stern-light of a comrade, the second ship had charged full-tilt on the reef and hung herself upon it, as a hunter across a fence. Before she could swing round, her back was broken; her stern parted, slipped back and s
id Elias Sweetland, grimly, as he took
usiness on descending to the Cove had been to pack Ruby and Mary Jane off to bed with a sound rating. Parson Babbage had descended also, carrying a heavy cane (the very same with which he broke the head of a Radical agitator in the bar of the "Jo
alive t
a glass at his l
er, so far as I can see; but 'tis all a raffle o' spars and riggin'
wn the glass, with a whitened f
terrible!" he said, very slowly, a
be I to look? Aw, p
ut there's
tched t
er her lee! I saw en move- a bla
ook. "Darned if I won't!" he said. "Cast over them corks, Sim Udy
answered
n, an' hitch a doz
ed his father,
Zeb, who by this time
which, he sets up as jowter-han'some painted cart, tidy little mare, an' all complete, besides a bravish sum laid by. A man of substance, sirs-a
r, an' tie thicky knot
propensities wi' the strap-ay, hours. D'ee think I raised 'ee up so carefully to chuck thyself away 'pon
ferule of his cane deep in the sand, "be content to have begot
d the waist, an' pay out steady. You, Jim, look to this. R-r-r-mortal cold water, friends!" He stood for a moment, clenching his teeth-a fine figu
et thank God for what he sees, sometimes. Hey, Farmer! I wish I was
'll make a h
asn't thinking o' her. Ho
nd had wound tightly round his wrist the end of a rope that hung over the bows. If the rope gave, or the mast worked clear of the tangle that held it and floated off, he w
ine slowly. In fact, the feat was less dangerous than it seemed to the spectators. A few hours before, it was impossible; but by this there was little more than a heavy swell after the first twenty yards of surf. Zeb's chief difficulty would
unging down into a smooth trough of water with the mast directly beneath. As he shot down, the mast ros
yes wide open, and seemed to stare at Zeb and wriggle about in the stir of the sea as if they lived. Spent and wretched as he was, it lifted his hair. He almost called out to them at first, and then he dragged his gaze off them, and turned it to the right. The survivor still clung here, and Zeb-who had been vaguely wondering how on earth he contrived to keep his seat and yet hold on by th
ong towards the stranger. They had seen his success from the beach, and Jim Lewarne, with plenty o
" he called out; "I'm g
t with his foot, as a pettish child mig
that's a curst foolish trick, all the sa
no sign of
ed Zeb: "must get past en an' make fast
; and a struggle followed, which ended in Zeb's getting
leg over the mast: "ingratitood's worse than witchcraft. Sit ye
swung in towards the vessel's ribs till he touched one, caught, and passed the line around it, high up, with a quick double half-hitch.
erfully set o
from cold and exposure. But he was handsome, for all that- a fellow not mu
hat now connected the wreck with the shore, he sat d
ky, is
ha
man from
st, and let me slip 'em round yourn.
other, with a shiver, "you are sav
'ee s
ld yes
along. Tide's runnin' again by now. When you'm tired, hold fast by the rope an' sing out to me.
the night. Those fools-" he br
d," put in
. I climbed down half an hour before it went. I tell you what, though; m
le handsome chap, and as clean-built as ever I see. Now then, one arm round my neck and t'other on th
t on, though very soon the struggle became a blind and horrible nightmare to him. The arm seemed to creep round his throat and strangle him, and
air clinging to the line, and at a standstill. And when the four were helped through the breakers
age in a dazed, uncertain fashion, and uttering the words as if they had
too, fainted, into
oth up to Sheba," s
y-eyed, getting ready the breakfast, dashed up-stairs with the news that two dea
exclaimed, "to frighten
I'm goin' down to peep; for there's a kind o' what-I-can't-tell-'ee abo
ack panting, to find
ul news I ha' to tell,
hold o' the bed-post to
how to break it softly
not dead
is
d husband, mi
the world s
he fell downward in a swound, marvellous like to death for all to behold. So they brought en up here, 'long wi' the chap he'd a-saved, an'
the stairs. Running to the kitchen doo
the group merely lifted their heads at her entrance, the old cro
dee, and go up-stairs agen to your prayers; for this
r this extravagant charge and bridling, "pray rememb
oice, "but that's the spirit fo
es were set in a cadaverous, but handsome, face; and the face belonged to the strange
who you may
to excuse my rising
s Zebedee