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There was another act to come of equally thrilling interest with that just ended, an act in which he himself would be called upon to play an important part along with the others. It had already commenced; and the wild cry which escaped from the lips of the sailor-lad announced his first perception of the new phase into which the drama had entered.
With this thought urging him to perseverance, the sailor-lad stuck to his oar, wielding it with all the strength in his arms, and only thinking of the one purpose, to make way against the wind.
The utterance was merely mechanical; and as it escaped from his lips, the sailor-lad rushed towards the edge of the raft, and placed himself in an attitude to plunge into the water, with the design of swimming to the rescue of Lalee.
Whether it was the violent gestures that accompanied this ebullition of feeling that caused the water-cask to lurch from under his feet, or whether it arose from his nervous system suddenly becoming relaxed after such a spell of intense anxiety, certain it is that the sailor-lad, as he repeated the final "Hurrah!" lost his balance upon the task, and, staggering over, he fell with all his weight upon the prostrate body of the slumbering sea-cook.
Of all the veracious yarns that are told of girl-sailors, there is perhaps none more remarkable than the story of Rebecca Anne Johnson, the girl-sailor of Whitby. One night a hundred and some odd years ago a Mrs. Lesley, who kept the "Bull" inn in Halfmoon Alley, Bishopsgate Street, found at her door a handsome sailor-lad begging for food.
Meanwhile, he was enjoying a long furlough which would not be over for six months; and already the dowagers of the Faubourg Saint-Germain were pitying the handsome and apparently delicate stripling for the hard work in store for him. The shyness of the sailor-lad I was almost saying his innocence was remarkable. He seemed to have but just left the women's apron-strings.
Wherewith Amyas sat down, and returned to the beer; while Mrs. Leigh wept tears of joy. "Amyas! Amyas!" said Frank; "you must not throw away the hopes of years, and for me, too! Oh, how just was your parable! Ah! mother mine! to what use is all my scholarship and my philosophy, when this dear simple sailor-lad outdoes me at the first trial of courtesy!"
Jacky breathed hard and looked upon the young sailor-lad with a deep reverential awe, feeling that he was in the presence of a real Jack the Giant-killer. "He runn'd away!" said Jacky in amazement. "Did you hit him hard?" "Not with my fists; they ain't big enough for that yet. We've only had a sparring-match with words and legs."
'Nay, son John, squeaked the old man, seeing I was so put about, 'take it not hardly, for though this is but paste, I say not it is worthless. It is as fine work as ever I have seen, and I will offer you ten silver crowns for it; which is a goodly sum for a sailor-lad to have in hand, and more than all the other buyers in this town would bid you for it.
There was a flame far lighting up the sombre surface of the ocean that shone upon the sleepy Catamarans. Gleaming in the half-closed eye of the sailor-lad, it awoke him. Starting up, he beheld an apparition, which caused him surprise, not unmingled with alarm. It was a ship beyond doubt, or the semblance of one, but such as the sailor-lad had never before seen. She appeared to be on fire.
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