It was a strange beginning for a Christmas Day, thought Charlie, as,
cowering under the rocks, worn out and exhausted with the events of the
night, he saw the daylight rising out of the sea, and thanked God for his
preservation. Likely enough, could the wreckers have seen him, they would
have disposed of him, in order to preclude any possibility of his turning
up hereafter at some disagreeable moment. But he was hidden from their
view, and most of them believed that he was “knocked on the head,” as one
of their number elegantly expressed it.
But now the dawn had come, and these midnight marauders and murderers
looked one another in the face—some pale, others haggard, but all seemed
impressed with the danger of their position. And thus the morning of this
Christmas Day broke upon the rock whereon stood Gunnerstone Lighthouse.
The storm had gone to rest now, and the glorious sun already made a
golden pathway over the waters, slumbering peacefully after their riot
and revelry. Its brightness fell on the granite sides of the lighthouse,
and glanced back on to a pale face lying still and motionless, as stony
in look as the walls themselves, while it lit up a white sail that was
disappearing on the horizon. Brave, honest, noble Seth Lawrence knew not
that the day was up and that the world was already stirring to celebrate
its great festival, its feast of feasts. A messenger had come to him,
whose summons none could disobey, and he fled away with him on the wings
of the wind, to stand in the presence of the Master who had sent for him.
And the good ship the “Black Dragoon,” with its living freight, bound for
the west, passed on its way; but there were many, indeed most of those on
board of her, offering up a thanksgiving for their preservation, when the
world awoke from its slumbers. On, on, brave vessel, into the open sea,
towards the new country; the sacrifice that has gained thee thy safety
would not have been grudged by the victim; for, like a true English
heart, unselfish to the end, he would have gladly bartered his life to
save a fellow-man.
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