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Of course the unfortunate lighthouse-keeper hung out a signal of distress, although he knew full well that it could not be replied to. Meanwhile a wedding party assembled in Plymouth.
And this is the reward of the plain, unnoticed man as he trudges home in the dark, that he has done his duty well that night. He has not been seen or praised; he has been in the shadow; but he has been permitted to let his little light shine and save; and he too gives thanks to his Father in heaven. Here, again, is a lighthouse-keeper on the coast.
He was proud of the lighthouse, of which he was the principal keeper; and just before he started to explain to me the wonders of the compressed-air engines, he remarked: "First, you must know that a lighthouse-keeper's job is to watch for a fog." "What's your name?" I asked. He was the first real lighthouse-keeper I had met. The lighthouseman looked at me and then at one of the coast-watchers.
One by one, five of the crew and four passengers were drawn by the lighthouse-keeper off the wreck, and placed on the rock, from whence they were transferred to the boat, and conveyed, a few at a time, to the lighthouse.
Cutting had been within sound of the sea ever since he was born. First, he had seen service on a lighthouse on the rocks, as they say, and from the rocks he graduated to a land job, and thence back to the rocks, and again on to the land. We read stories of the lighthouse-keeper; but little is written on the modern man of this species. Mr.
We had barely time to shorten sail and to haul off, to avoid sharing the same fate; for I scarcely think, on that day, that even we could have run through the race. Some days after this I was on shore on Portland Bill, and the lighthouse-keeper told me that he had witnessed the catastrophe.
It was of streets like Keppel Street that they would have dreamed, with the Stag Light winking to port, and the west wind blowing strong astern. What a lighthouse-keeper Father Rowley was! How except by the grace of God could one explain such goodness as his?
The boy, however, returned the glances bent upon him, and answered the smiles with such a cheerful grin that the youth with the cigarette called out, "Good-morning, Skipper! Where do you hail from?" "Island, yender," answered the boy, with a gesture of his thumb over his shoulder. "Oh, you are the lighthouse-keeper, are you?" "No, I ain't; me and Gramper's fishermen now."
He put his wife tenderly in the boat and then turned with kind formality to Elizabeth; but Ludlow had helped her. "Well, bon voyage," said the lighthouse-keeper. "Mind you run up the lantern on the mast as soon as you get aboard. I don't think there'll be any chase. The Irish have freed their minds." "I'll send your fishing-boat back as soon as I can, Ludlow."
The lighthouse-keeper trimmed the lantern to hang at the mast-head. He was about to call the two up-stairs when the crunching of many feet on gravel was heard around his tower and a torch was thrust at one of the windows. At the same instant he put Elizabeth and Cecilia in the stairway and let James Baker, bounding down three steps at once, into the room.
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