Perhaps it would have been impossible at another time; but just at this
very juncture it chanced that Lone Rock Lighthouse was vacant, and indeed
the post of caretaker had actually been offered to Nathaniel Carey,
because he was known to be a steady respectable man, who could be relied
upon to do his duty there. Lone Rock Lighthouse was always changing its
keeper, for the life there was so solitary that men could not long stand
the strain of it; and by the end of a year, or a couple of years, almost
always resigned the post, in spite of the regular pay and comfortable home.
It was not a post that Nat would have cared to accept under ordinary
circumstances, for he was a sociable man, and liked to have other men
about him; but when the life of his only child was at stake, and his wife,
with wan drawn face and piteous eyes, pointed to the little figure on
the bed and told him what the doctor had said, the only thing to be done
was to go and accept the post without any more hesitation; and the next
business was to get the sick child removed there upon the first calm and
suitable day.
For Lone Rock was not to be approached at all times and seasons, even in
summer weather, and often was cut off from communication with the shore
in winter for many weeks together. It was built upon a very dangerous
sunken reef, round which the sea boiled and surged and raged from year's
end to year's end. And herein lay the chief peril and the chief drawback
of the keeper's life. If anything were to go wrong with him or with his
home--if he were to be ill, or in want of some necessary of life, or if
the structure of the lighthouse needed attention, it might be long weary
days, or even weeks, before he could receive the help he had signalled
for. It is true that every precaution was taken to ensure his safety. The
structure was carefully examined by competent persons at short intervals.
A large store of dried and salted provisions was always kept under the
roof of the building, so that the keeper and his assistant might never be
put to actual shifts for food, and stores of oil, for the great lamp, were
likewise kept--stores which could scarcely run out, however long a spell
of bad weather might last. Every care and precaution was taken; but for
all that the life there was one of singular isolation, and men had been
known to go mad during the long dreary winter months; and once a terrible
crime had been committed there through this very cause--a crime of which
men whispered still sometimes with 'bated breath, though Pat's mother
always resolved that the child should never hear the gruesome tale.
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