'I hope the same for others,' sighed Ellen: and again she looked
anxiously upon the troubled waters. She could see nothing but the
dashing waves, illumined by the sudden flashes of lightning. She
could hear nothing but the roar of the artillery of Heaven, which was
indeed enough to shake the stout nerves even of the brave Lord De
Freston, but not enough to prevent his or his daughter's watch.
The brethren of Alneshborne, whose monastery lay directly in the
course of the wind, had heard the mournful cries repeated upon the
waters, and, with all speed, had quickly followed their watchman to
the shore. There, shoving off their own boat, and guided by the
occasional call of distress, they plied their accustomed oars upon
the wave. At times they lifted up their generous voices, and fancied
they were heard. The thunders roared above, the pelting rain fell in
torrents, and they had nothing but hope to guide them. They could
hear voices calling for help, but so dark was the night, and so heavy
the shower, that they could scarcely tell from which point of the
channel the cries came.
In the midst of a peal of thunder came a flash of lightning so vivid
and clear that the parties actually saw each other as distinctly as
if it were day; and such a shout of joy arose, as deliverers and the
delivered could alone utter. A few more strokes of the oar from the
monks, and they are alongside the capsized boat, picking off the men,
binding the rudder to their own boat's stern, and receiving the
blessings and embraces of the sailors of De Freston. Nothing could
exceed the gratitude of the poor fellows thus mercifully delivered
from a watery grave.
But Lord De Freston's friend. He was not there; and the sailors
looked sad and sorrowful in each others' faces.
'Alas! he is gone to the bottom,' said Benns, 'I saw the great trader
strike him a heavy blow, and send him along the wave dragging him
with her. He is gone! holy men! and we must acquaint our master with
his loss.'
'Leave that to me,' said the Superior, 'I will go alone to the
chapel; meanwhile, you must come to the monastery and partake of such
accommodation as our means can render.'
'We shall be well pleased to land, your reverence, for some of us
have shipped more water than we can carry, and should be glad to have
it pumped out of us.'
The monks took the boat in tow, and landed at their own chore, to the
great satisfaction of the poor sailors.
A fire was soon lighted in that ancient hall; and old cloaks, and
hoods, and dry garments exchanged for their heavy soaken woollen
clothes. Nor were the friendly monks less careful for their internal
comfort, having placed before them such spirituous liquors, as might
best qualify or remedy the chill of the salt water in their stomachs.
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