Junior High School Literature, Book 1Elson, William H. (William Harris)
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Junior High School Literature, Book 1
Elson, William H. (William Harris)
American literature; English literature; Readers
It would not express much to any but seafaring readers if I mentioned
the number of leagues off that I considered the ship to be. I shall give
a better idea of the terrible distance there was between us, when I say
that no landsman’s eye could have made her out at all, and that none of
us sailors could have seen her but for the bright opening in the sky,
which made even a speck on the waters visible to a mariner’s experienced
sight all that weary way off. When I have said this, I have said enough
to render it plain to every man’s understanding that it was a sheer
impossibility to make out what course the ship was steering, seeing that
we had no chance of keeping her in view at that closing time of day for
more than another half-hour, at most. There she was, astern to leeward
of us; and here were we, driving for our lives before the wind, with any
means of kindling a light that we might have possessed on leaving our
ship, wetted through long ago—with no guns to fire as signals of distress
in the darkness—and with no choice, if the wind shifted, but still to
scud in any direction in which it might please to drive us. Supposing,
even at the best, that the ship was steering on our course, and would
overhaul us in the night, what chance had we of making our position known
to her in the darkness? Truly, look at it anyhow we might from our poor
mortal point of view, our prospect of deliverance seemed to be of the
most utterly hopeless kind that it is possible to conceive.
The men felt this bitterly, as the cloud-bank dropped to the verge of the
waters, and the sun set redly behind it. The moaning and lamenting among
them was miserable to hear, when the last speck and phantom of the ship
had vanished from view. Some few still swore they saw her when there was
hardly a flicker of light left in the west, and only gave up looking out,
and dropped down in the boat, at my express orders. I charged them all
solemnly to set an example of courage to the passengers, and to trust
the rest to the infinite wisdom and mercy of the Creator of us all. Some
murmured, some fell to repeating scraps out of the Bible and Prayer-Book,
some wandered again in their minds. This went on till the darkness
gathered—then a great hush of silence fell drearily over passengers and
crew; and the waves and the wind hissed and howled about us, as if we
were tossing in the midst of them, a boat-load of corpses already!
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