Wrecked1, Rescued, and Resuscitated—Mrs Niven receives a Surprise, also the Gift of a Child.
On the same dark tempestuous3 night of which I write, a little ship was wrecked on the east coast of England.
She had sailed from the antipodes, had weathered many a gale4, had crossed the great ocean in safety, had sighted the lights and the cliffs of “home,” and was dashed to pieces at last on the rocks within two hours’ sail of the port to which she was bound.
Hundreds of ships, great and small, were wrecked on the coasts of Britain during that memorable5 gale. The little ship to which I refer was one of the many in regard to which the newspapers said, “she was dashed to pieces, and all hands perished.”
But in this particular case all hands had not perished: two lives had been spared, unknown to journalists and coastguardsmen.
It was the dead of night when the vessel6 struck. The spot was lonely, at least a mile distant from human habitations. No anxious eyes on shore saw her quiver as each successive billow lifted her up and hurled7 her cruelly down; no sorrowing ear heard the shriek8 of despair that rose above the yelling storm, when, in little more than ten minutes, the vessel broke up, and left the crew and passengers to perish within sight of their native land.
There was one man among the number who did not shriek, who did not despair. He was not a hero of romance whose soul raised him above the fear of sudden death—no, he was only a true-hearted British tar9, whose frame was very strong, whose nerves were tightly strung and used to danger. He had made up his mind to save his life if he could; if he should fail—what then? He never thought of “what then,” because, in regard to terrestrial matters, he had not been accustomed to cast his thoughts so far in advance of present exigencies10.
Just before the ship broke up, this man was standing11 on the lee bulwark12, holding by the shrouds13 of the mainmast, the lower part of which was still standing. A lady and gentleman clung to each other, and to the rigging close beside him. They were husband and wife. Both were comparatively young, and up to that night had been full of hope and high spirits. The husband with his right arm encircled his wife, and grasped the rigging; with his left, he pressed their little girl to his breast over which flowed the fair hair of the little one, drenched14 and dishevelled.
The father was a brave man and strong, but his face was very pale, for he felt that courage and strength could not avail to save both wife and child in such a raging sea. An occasional upward glance of his eye seemed to indicate that he sought comfort from God in his extremity15.
“You’ll never manage ’em both, sir; let me have the child,” said the strong seaman16, suddenly grasping the little girl, and attempting to unlock her arms which were tightly clasped round her father’s neck.
The father hesitated, but a terrific wave was rushing towards the doomed17 ship. Without even the comfort of a hurried kiss he resigned the child. The young mother stretched out her arms towards her, uttering a piteous cry. At that moment the ship rose on the billow’s crest18 as if it were no heavier than a flake19 of the driving foam20—a crash followed—it was gone, and the crew were left struggling in the sea.
The struggle was short with most of them. Previous exposure and anxiety had already quite exhausted21 all but the strongest among the men, and even these were unable to withstand the influence of the ice-cold water more than a few seconds. Some were struck by portions of the wreck2 and killed at once. Others sank without an effort to save themselves. A few swam with unnatural22 vigour23 for a yard or two, and then went down with a gurgling cry; but in a very few minutes the work of death was complete. All were gone except the strong seaman, who clasped the little child in his left arm and buffeted24 the billows with his right.
Once and again were they overwhelmed; but as often did they rise above the foam to continue the battle. It was a terrible fight. A piece of wreck struck the man on his back and well-nigh broke it; then a wave arched high above them, fell with a crash, and drove them nearly to the bottom, so that the child was rendered insensible, and the strong man was nearly choked before he rose again to the surface to gasp25 the precious air. At last a wave broke behind them, caught them on its crest, and hurled them on a beach of sand. To cling to this while the water retired26 was the fiercest part of the conflict—the turning-point in the battle. The wave swept back and left the man on his hands and knees. He rose and staggered forward a few paces ere the next wave rushed upon him, compelling him to fall again on hands and knees and drive his bleeding fingers deep down into the shingle27. When the water once more retired, he rose and stumbled on till he reached a point above high-water mark, where he fell down in a state of utter exhaustion28, but still clasping the little one tightly to his breast.
For some time he lay there in a state of half-consciousness until his strength began to revive; then he arose, thanking God in an audible voice as he did so, and carried the child to a spot which was sheltered in some degree by a mass of cliff from the blinding spray and furious gale. Here he laid her with her face downwards29 on a grassy30 place, and proceeded to warm his benumbed frame.
Vitality31 was strong in the sailor. It needed only a few seconds’ working of the human machine to call it into full play. He squeezed the water out of his jacket and trousers, and then slapped his arms across his chest with extreme violence, stamping his feet the while, so that he was speedily in a sufficiently32 restored condition to devote his attention with effect to the child, which still lay motionless on the grass.
He wrung33 the water out of her clothes, and chafed35 her feet, hands, and limbs, rapidly yet tenderly, but without success. His anxiety while thus employed was very great; for he did not know the proper method to adopt in the circumstances, and he felt that if the child did not revive within a few minutes, all chance of her recovery would be gone. The energy of his action and the anxiety of his mind had warmed his own frame into a glow. It suddenly occurred to him that he might make use of this superabundant heat. Opening the little frock in front, he placed the child’s breast against his own, and held it there, while with his right hand he continued to chafe34 her limbs.
In a few minutes he felt a flutter of the heart, then a gentle sigh escaped from the blue lips; the eyelids36 quivered, and finally the child revived.
“D’ye feel gettin’ better, Emmie?” said the man, in a low, soft voice.
A faint “yes” was all the reply.
The seaman continued his efforts to instil37 warmth into the little frame. Presently the same question was repeated, and the child looking up, said—
“Is that ’oo, Gaff?”
“Ay, dear, ’tis me.”
“Where am I—where’s mamma?” inquired Emmie, looking round in some degree of alarm.
“Hush, dear; don’t speak just now. I’ve just brought ’ee ashore38 fro’ the wreck, an’ am goin’ to tak ’ee home. Try to sleep, dear.”
Gaff wrapped his jacket round the child, and hurried away in search of the highroad. He knew the place well. He had been wrecked on a reef within two miles of his native hamlet, and within three of the town of Wreckumoft. He soon found the road, and broke from a fast walk into a run. The child lay quietly in his arms, either being too much exhausted to speak, or having fallen asleep.
The man muttered to himself as if in perplexity—
“It’ll never do to tak ’er home wi’ me. She’d remember us, and that would let the secret out. No, I’ll tak ’er straight there.”
Gaff reached his native village as he came to this resolve. It was all astir. Three ships had been cast on the rocks there within a hundred yards of each other. The lifeboat was out; the rocket apparatus40 had that moment arrived from the neighbouring town, and was being dragged on its waggon41 through the village to the scene of danger. All the men, and many of the women and children of the place, were on the beach, while eager groups of those who could not face the storm were collected in doorways42 and sheltered places, awaiting news from the shore. Many of these had anxious faces, for they knew their kinsmen43, the fishermen of the place, to be bold, daring fellows, who would not hesitate to risk life and limb to save a fellow-creature from death.
Stopping a moment at the outskirts44 of the village, Gaff laid down his burden, and tied a large blue cotton kerchief round his neck, so as to cover his mouth and chin. By pulling his sou’wester cap well over his eyes, he concealed45 his face so effectually that little more than the point of his nose was visible. Not satisfied, however, with his disguise, he climbed a fence and struck into a bypath, which enabled him to avoid the village altogether.
Setting off at a quick pace, he soon regained46 the highroad beyond the village, and did not pause until he came to a large iron gate which opened into the shrubbery in front of a handsome villa39. He went straight up to the front door and rang the bell.
Of course, at such an hour, the family had retired to rest, and it is probable that in ordinary circumstances Gaff would have had to wait a considerable time before an answer should have been given to his summons. But on this night, the only son and heir of the family, Kenneth by name, knowing that wrecks47 were likely to occur on the coast, and being of a bold, romantic, restless disposition48, had mounted his horse and ridden away, accompanied by his groom49, in search of adventure.
The housekeeper50 of the family, usually styled Mrs Niven, being devotedly51 attached to this son and heir, had resolved to sit up all night and await his return. Mrs Niven had prophesied52 confidently for the previous ten years, that “Master Kenneth was certain to be drownded sooner or later, if ’e didn’t come to die before;” and being fully53 persuaded of the truth of her prophetic powers, she conscientiously54 waited for and expected the fulfilment of her own prophecy.
At the moment when Gaff rang the bell she was awaiting it in a chair in front of a good fire, with her feet on the fender and sound asleep. It would be more correct to say that Mrs Niven was in a state of mixed sleep and suffocation55, for her head hung over the back of the chair, and, being very stout56, there was only just sufficient opening in the wind-pipe to permit of her breath passing stertorously57 through her wide-open mouth.
The first summons passed unheard; the second caused Mrs Niven to open her eyes and shut her mouth, but she could not rise by reason of a crick in her neck. An angry shout, however, of “why don’t you answer the bell?” from the master of the family, caused her to make a violent struggle, plunge58 her head into her lap, by way of counteracting59 the crick, rush up-stairs, and fling open the door.
“I know’d it,” exclaimed Mrs Niven wildly, on beholding60 a wet sailor with a bundle in his arms; “I always said he would be—goodness me! it’s only his trunk,” she added in horror, on observing that the bundle was a rough jacket without head or legs!
“Clap a stopper on your jaw61, woman,” said Gaff impatiently. “Is this Seaside Villa—Mr Stuart’s?”
“It is,” replied Mrs Niven, trembling violently.
Gaff quickly removed the jacket, kissed the child’s pale cheek, and laid her in Mrs Niven’s ready arms.
“She ain’t dead surely, sir?” inquired the housekeeper.
“No, bin62 saved from a wreck an’ half drownded! She’ll come to in a bit—tak’ care of ’er.”
Gaff turned on his heel as he hastily uttered these words, ran down the garden walk and disappeared, leaving Mrs Niven standing at the open door in a state of speechless amazement63, with the unconscious Emmie in her arms and pressed, by reason of an irresistible64 impulse of motherly sympathy, to her bosom65.
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