Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"I have seen the ship you are about to visit. I knew what her fate
would be even yesternight when she was floating proudly on the ocean;
she was doomed to destruction, and so will be all those who venture on
board her. If you go out to her, I tell you that none of you will
return. I warn you, Adam Halliburt, and I warn you all! Go not out to
her, she is doomed! she is doomed! she is doomed!"
As the woman uttered these words she disappeared in the darkness. The
men stood irresolute.
"What, lads, are you to be frightened at what `Sal of the Salt Sea'
says, or `Silly Sally,' as some of you call her?" exclaimed Adam. "Let
us put our trust in God, He will take care of us, if it's His good
pleasure. It's our duty to try and help our fellow-creatures. Do you
think an old mad woman knows more than He who rules the waves, or that
anything she can say in her folly will prevent Him from watching over us
and bringing us back in safety?"
Adam's appeal had its due effect. Even the most superstitious were
ashamed of refusing to accompany him. When he sprang on board the boat
his crew willingly followed. He would have sent back his second boy
Sam, but the lad earnestly entreated to be taken.
"If you go, father, why should I stop behind? Jacob will look after
mother, and I would rather share whatever may happen to you," he said.
Adam and his men were soon on board the boat: the most of them had
shares in her, and thus they risked their property as well as their
lives. The oars were got out, and the men, fixing themselves firmly in
their seats, prepared for the task before them.
Shoving off from the shore, Adam took the helm. The men pulled away
right lustily, and emerging from the harbour, in another minute they
were breasting the heaving foam-crested billows in the teeth of the
gale. Sometimes, when a stronger blast than usual swept over the water,
they appeared, instead of making headway, to be drifting back towards
the dimly-seen shore astern. Now, again exerting all their strength,
they once more made progress in the direction of the wreck.
All this time the minute guns had been heard, showing that the ship
still held together, and that help, if it came, would not be useless.
The sound encouraged Adam and his crew to persevere. The reports,
however, now came at longer intervals than at first from each other.
Several minutes at length elapsed, and no report was heard. Adam
listened--not another came. The crew of the _Nancy_, however,
persevered, but even Adam, as he observed the slow progress they had
made, became convinced that their efforts would prove of no avail.
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