The island of anarchy: A fragment of history in the 20th centuryWaterhouse, Elizabeth
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The island of anarchy: A fragment of history in the 20th century
Waterhouse, Elizabeth
Science fiction; Twentieth century -- Forecasts -- Fiction
Her sweet, piercing voice seemed to touch the cloudless sky as she
confessed the sins of that company and acknowledged their need of all
things; and with words that claimed as the gift certain to be given by a
loving father’s hand, what others would timidly have asked as a doubtful
favour from a distant king, she seemed to lay hold at once with a strong
hand on all the infinite help hidden in the storehouse of the Heavenly
Will.
She claimed for that company, not safety only, but blessings and
gladness undreamed of by any; and when she ended, a great “Amen” went up
from all that strange congregation.
At this moment a wild cry was heard from those who stood on the eastern
ridge of the crater, which commanded the sea and the opening in the reef
by which vessels entered the Lagoon. A ship whose lines were but too
well known was in sight: the Dacoits were coming.
The whole assembly climbed up the sides of the crater and on to the long
ridge of hill beyond, and stood looking seaward. The ship came quickly
nearer—when those who knew the coast observed that, instead of following
the winding channel of deep water that leads to the opening of the
Lagoon, they were hurrying on to a great sunken reef to the north of
this, on which the sea, being unusually calm, was not breaking as it was
wont to do at most seasons.
They saw a crowd of Dacoits rush to the shore making signs to those on
board, but it was too late. The ship struck, and sank at once in the
fathomless depth of water outside the reef. The Dacoits on shore swam
across the Lagoon, and running over the reef again, swam towards the
sunken ship, and dived in the hope of saving their friends. But during
this little space of time, the tide, which turns there very suddenly,
brought great waves again to break over the sunken rocks and on the
outer edge of the reef, and many of those who swam out to the wreck were
drowned.
Why the ship took the wrong course no one could ever know; perhaps,
having made the voyage before, the captain ventured without a pilot.
To all who stood on the mountain ridge and saw what happened in that
short space of time, it seemed only that their prayer had been answered.
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CHAPTER IV.
“Love, and do what thou wilt.”
The next day another great meeting was convened.
Their deliverance and the manner of it had wrought a great change in
many, especially in the less educated of the community, who experienced
at that time a _conversion_—that reversal of the natural selfish state
which makes self come last instead of first in the thoughts of a man,
and which leads him also to realize a Presence in the Unseen. I mention
this because it very much changed the nature of their deliberations. I
do not say that these conversions would have had a lasting effect but
for certain events which followed.
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