Across the Spanish Main: A Tale of the Sea in the Days of Queen BessCollingwood, Harry
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Across the Spanish Main: A Tale of the Sea in the Days of Queen Bess
Collingwood, Harry
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
The seamen saw that what Roger said was only too true, and pulled for
dear life; but the boat was a heavy one, her full complement of oarsmen
being eight. Now, however, she had only two men pulling; they therefore
made painfully slow progress, and the white line of water seemed to be
overtaking them at a speed that filled them with despair.
Meanwhile Roger noticed that the solitary watcher on the beach had now
left the water, and was lying at full-length on the sand as though
overcome by his exertions, weakened as perhaps he was by long exposure
and privation.
The lad felt extremely anxious as to the fate of the ships, and
frequently turned his head to snatch a glimpse of what was happening
behind him. He was able to see, during his brief observations, that
boats had been lowered from the stranded ship, and from her consorts,
and were plying at their utmost speed between the wreck and the other
vessels of the squadron. It was evident to Roger that the captain,
observing the extraordinarily rapid approach of the gale, and foreseeing
that, unless a miracle were to take place, the stranded ship must be
lost, had not delayed a moment, but was transferring her crew to the
other ships as fast as he possibly could. Roger fervently prayed that
this operation of transfer might be completed ere the storm burst upon
them; but he was very doubtful, for that fatal white line of foam was
driving down upon the fleet with appalling rapidity.
But he could not relax his attention from the matter that he himself had
in hand. He could not watch what was going on behind him and also steer
the boat; so he set his teeth and gripped the tiller hard, looking
straight ahead of him in search of the best and safest spot on which to
beach his boat, for the sea was rising fast. He would have given much
to have had his bosom friend and more than brother, Harry, in the boat
with him at that moment. He could always rely on Harry's coolness and
sound clear-headed advice, and he would have felt much less anxious had
his chum been with him then.
The man on shore was now seen to stagger to his feet and to support
himself with a stick, alternately pointing out to sea and beckoning them
on. But neither Roger nor the men with him now needed anyone to remind
them of the peril in which they stood.
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