When our Coastguardsman with the black beard reached the scene, he found, as he had expected, that his comrades of the Coastguard had not been idle. They had brought down the famous rocket apparatus4, with which so many lives are saved every year on our stormy shores.
The wreck was in a very different position from that in the bay. Instead of being far away from shore, among rolling billows that raged over the flat sands, this vessel5, a brig, lay hard and fast among the rocks, not a hundred yards from the foot of the cliffs. Against these frowning cliffs the wild waves thundered as if they wished to beat them down. Failing in that, they fell back and seemed to go mad with disappointment; leaping, hissing6, and whirling among the rocks on which the brig had been cast. The brig was so near, that the men on shore could see the forms of her crew as they clung to the rigging, frantically7 waving their arms and sending up shrieks8 of despair and loud cries for help. Truly there was urgent need for help, for the sea broke over the vessel so furiously that it was evident she must soon go to pieces.
There was only one little spot of partial shelter at the foot of the cliffs where man could stand on that fearful night. Here the men of the Coastguard had set up the rocket apparatus. The rocket was in position, and about to be fired, when our black-bearded Coastguardsman arrived. The light was applied9. Suddenly the group of spray-washed men, and a few pale-faced spectators who had ventured to descend10, and part of the overhanging cliffs, burst into intense light as the great rocket went out to sea with a wild roar. It was like a horrid11 fiery12 serpent, and carried a line tied to its tail! It plunged13 into the waves, and all was dark again, but there was no cheer from the wreck. The aim had not been good, and the rocket-line had missed its mark.
“Fetch another! look alive!” shouted our black-bearded friend, as he seized, set up, and aimed a second rocket.
Again the light burst forth14, and the rocket sprang out in the teeth of the gale15. It fell beyond the brig, and the line caught in the rigging! The wrecked16 crew seemed to understand what was required of them, for they immediately began to haul on the rocket-line. To the shore-end of it was fastened, by the men on the rocks, a block or pulley with a double or endless line, called a “whip,” through it. When the men in the brig had hauled this block on board they fastened it to the stump17 of the main mast. Then the rescuers on shore tied a thick cable or hawser18 to their double line and ran it out to the wreck, but when this thick rope reached the crew, they did not seem to know what to do with it, for it was not hauled upon, but continued to hang loose.
“They must be foreigners, and don’t know what to do next,” said one.
“P’rhaps they’ve got too cold to work it,” said another. “I wish we had a little more light to see what they’re about.”
“We can’t afford to wait,” cried our friend Blackbeard, quickly throwing off his upper garments; “run me out, lads, on the whip. There won’t be much risk if you’re quick.”
“Risk!” exclaimed one of his comrades; “it will be certain death!”
But the daring Coastguardsman had already seized the thin line and plunged into the boiling surf.
His anxious comrades knew that delay would only make death more certain, so they hauled on the endless line as quickly as they could. Of course, being rove through the block before mentioned, the other half of it went out to the wreck with the gallant19 rescuer holding on. And what an awful swim that was! The line pulled him out, indeed, but it could not buoy20 him up. Neither could it save him from the jagged rocks that rose out of the sea every now and then, like black teeth which were quickly re-swallowed by each crashing wave. It was more like a dive than a swim, for the seething21 foam22 burst over him continually; but every time he rose above the surface to gasp23 for breath, he sent up a great shout to God for strength to enable him to save the perishing! Those loud prayers were drowned by the roaring tempest, but, though unheard by man, they did not fail to enter the ears of Him who rules in earth and Heaven.
Once the hero was thrown headlong on a rock, and so severely24 bruised25 that he lost hold of the rope, and when swept off again was left foundering26 in the foam. His comrades could barely see that something had happened to him, and a loud cry of consternation27 arose when they felt the line run light and slack. But our hero caught it again, and the cry was changed to a cheer as they ran him out to the vessel’s side.
He was soon on board, and saw at a glance what was the matter. The crew of the brig, being benumbed by long exposure, had not strength to tie the heavy cable round the mast. This the Coastguardsman did for them at once, and, as he did so, observed that there were two little girls among the crew. Then he gave a well-understood signal with a ship’s lantern to the men on shore, who fastened a slung28 lifebuoy to their whip line, hung it by a block to the thick cable, and ran it quickly out to the wreck.
There was no time to lose now. Our hero seized the two little girls and put them into the bag which hung from the circular lifebuoy.
“Take care of my darlings,” gasped29 the captain of the brig, who clung to the ship’s side almost quite exhausted30.
“Come, get into the buoy, and go ashore31 with ’em yourself,” cried our hero.
“No. The three of us would be too heavy; send the steward32. He’s a light man and brave,” replied the captain.
The steward was ordered to jump on the buoy and cling to it, so as to guard the little ones and prevent their being thrown out.
A signal having been again given with the lantern, the lifebuoy was drawn33 swiftly to land. It was a terrible passage, for the brig had begun to roll on her rocky bed, and at every roll the hawser and the lifebuoy dipped into the sea, or were jerked violently out of it, while the risk of being let drop on the black rocks that came grinning to the surface was very great.
But all went well. The three were received on the rocks with cheers, and conveyed up the cliffs to the Coastguard-house above, where warm welcome and shelter awaited them. The cheers were not heard by those in the wreck, but the re-appearance of the lifebuoy proved that the children had been saved, and a deep “Thanks be to God!” burst from their father’s lips.
Still the captain refused to go, when urged. “No,” he said, “let the men go first.”
So, one by one, the men were safely hauled on shore.
“Now, captain, it’s your turn at last,” said our hero, approaching him.
He still hesitated. Then the stout34 Coastguardsman absolutely lifted him into the lifebuoy.
“No time for ceremony,” he said, with a smile, giving the signal with his lantern, “the brig’s going fast. Tell ’em to look sharp on shore, for I’m gettin’ used up with all this work.”
Away went the captain, and in a few minutes back came the lifebuoy. Not a moment too soon. Blackbeard sprang in as the mizzen-mast snapped with a report like a cannon35, and went over the side. The next wave broke up the wreck itself. Before the lifebuoy had gained the shore it was plunged into the sea, out of which it no longer rose, the support of the wreck being gone. The men on shore now hauled on the rope with desperate energy, for a few minutes more would be sure to settle the question of life or death. Through the surging breakers and over the rugged36 rocks the lifebuoy was dragged, and a shout of relief arose when the gallant Coastguardsman was seen clinging to it. But he was insensible, and it was with difficulty that they loosened the grip of his powerful hands.
Then they bore him up the cliffs and laid him in his own bed, and looked anxiously upon his deadly white face as they covered him with blankets, applied hot bottles to his feet, and chafed37 his cold, stiff limbs.
At last there came a fluttering sigh, and the eyelids38 gently opened.
“Where am I?” he asked faintly.
A young man having the appearance of a clergyman, laid his hand gently on his shoulder.
“All right, Tom!” he said; “through the goodness of the Lord you’re saved, and fourteen souls along with you.”
“Thank God!” said Tom Thorogood fervently39, and, as he said so, the tide of life once more coursed strongly through his veins40, and brought back the colour to his manly41 face.
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vessel
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cannon
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