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I only heard once of him afterwards. He wrote to enclose a five-pound note." "Have you got his letter? Can you remember where he wrote from?" asked Roger excitedly. "I don't believe there was a letter. The note was wrapped up in an old play-bill of some strolling company of actors. I remember it now," added Fastnet, laughing and re-lighting his cigar. "Yes, it was Hamlet.
Heavy seas and head winds met the Albert, and she ran in at the Irish port of Cookhaven to await better weather. In a day or two she again spread her canvas, Fastnet Rock, at the south end of Ireland, the last land of the Old World to be seen, was lost to view, and in heavy weather she pointed her bow toward St. Johns, Newfoundland.
About this time our work established a dispensary and social centre at Crookhaven, just inside the Fastnet Lighthouse, and another in Tralee on the Kerry coast, north of Cape Clear. Gatherings for worship and singing were also held on Sundays on the boats, for on that day neither Scotch, Manx, nor English went fishing.
Her rocky capes and mountainous headlands reach far into the ever encroaching Atlantic like the bony fingers of a giant. Fastnet Rock lighthouse on the right, telling the mariner of half-sunken rocks, and Cape Clear on the left, soon drop behind. Approaching Queenstown, the green forests and fields and little white homes of fishermen and farmers are visible along the receding shore.
A summons coming in one day from the Fastnet Light, we rowed out in a small boat to that lovely rock in the Atlantic. A heavy sea, however, making landing impossible, we caught hold of a buoy, anchored off from the rock, and then rowing in almost to the surf, caught a line from the high overhanging crane.
The railings, fittings, the greater part of the deck, and top sides disappeared on the 20th, and the Henrietta was now only a flat hulk. But on this day they sighted the Irish coast and Fastnet Light. By ten in the evening they were passing Queenstown. Phileas Fogg had only twenty-four hours more in which to get to London; that length of time was necessary to reach Liverpool, with all steam on.
"Yes," he said, as we turned away, "I've come up from the ship. We only got in this morning." "You are late," I agreed. "Mrs. Carville said you might be in on Saturday, and here it is Wednesday." He gave me a quick glance. "Oh! Did she tell you? Yes, we had several bad days after passing Fastnet. The Western ocean is bad all over just now." "I suppose you were sorry to leave the Mediterranean."
He was very red in his face and threatening in his demeanour, but when it came to giving his feelings utterance his courage dwindled down into a "Bah! sanctimonious young prig!" The astonishment was now transferred to the onlookers. "Hullo, Compton, I say," said Fastnet, "did you hear what he called you? Is that all you've got to say?"
In order to damage shipping in the "war zone" by having ships go wrong through having no guiding lights an attack was made by a German submarine on the lighthouse at Fastnet, on the southern coast of Ireland, on the night of May 25, 1915. Shortly after nine in the evening the submarine was sighted in the waters near the lighthouse by persons on shore.
The former was from Dr Brandram to Mr Armstrong "Come at once." The letter was a missive addressed to Roger at Maxfield from London, and forwarded back to Boulogne. It was from Mr Fastnet. "Dear Ingleton, Oddly enough I stumbled yesterday across the very piece of paper I spoke to you of. Here it is for what it was worth." Roger eagerly opened the yellow sheet.
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