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Updated: May 23, 2025
Then I saw one coming roaring and hissing along towards me. It broke with fearful force, and rushed over the rock higher than my knees. Had I not been firmly grasping the beacon-post, I should have been carried off my legs and washed helplessly away. I shrieked with terror as I saw another coming higher than the last. My cries were echoed by those of the wild sea-birds passing above.
Then I recollected that if the tides had not yet reached their extreme height, or the spring tides had not come on, the next day might prove fatal. Though the water had receded, I dare not leave the beacon-post, and kept clinging to it as my only comfort and friend. At length weary I sank down to rest, still grasping it in my arms. Thus hours passed away, even now too painful to think of.
My adventures on the rock My search for food, and what I found The storm Despite my perilous position, I marvel at the grandeur of the scene The storm subsides My search for clams, and further explorations on the rock The darkest night must come to an end A welcome wetting My only refuge Return of stormy weather Perilous moments I climb the beacon-post.
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