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"The wreck it'll come close on shore, the guard says; why not make some moving pictures of it? They'll be just what Mr. Hadley wants." "That's it!" yelled Blake. "You've struck it. Go on and tell Mr. Ringold, Mr. Hadley and the others, and I'll get the fishermen. Then we'll go down the beach until we meet the life savers. It's a great chance, Joe!"

"Yes, I admit it," returned Frank, quickly; "and that was what I wanted to apologize for. You grabbed me and it was the only way I could break your hold. I've been told by life savers that often they have to strike a man and knock him senseless to save themselves from being dragged down. You must understand that it was no time to be particular. I had to save myself in order to help you!"

There will be two life savers and three watchmen to each patrol. Do you understand?" "Indeed, we do," said Bruce. "Good," said Mr. Herrick. Then, after sending his little daughter out on to the beach to romp with her collie companion, he continued: "Come on and we'll inspect your new quarters." And, with Mr.

They went on a visit to their uncle, William Minturn, who lived at Ocean Cliff, and their cousin Dorothy showed them many strange scenes and sights. They had most delightful times, and toward the close of their visit there was a great storm at sea, and a shipwreck. The life savers were on hand, however, and did such good work that no one was drowned.

They're great savers of candles along our coast; and they go to bed early at Cobb's Hole." "Nonsense! We might get there in half an hour." "You might, sir. And when you did get there, you would find the door locked. He pointed to a light, glimmering below us; and, at the same moment, I heard through the stillness of the evening the bubbling of a stream. 'There's the Farm, Mr. Franklin!

BRADFORD: Oh, that boy's dead, Capt'n. Shut that door. I don't want to hear that woman's voice again, ever. BRADFORD: They're a cheerful pair of women livin' in this cheerful place a place that life savers had to turn over to the sand huh! This Patrick woman used to be all right. She and her husband was summer folks over in town. They used to picnic over here on the outside.

Several men, their faces bronzed from exposure to the weather, had boarded the train. They talked quietly in one corner of the car. "Who are they?" asked Larry, of the brakeman. "Life savers, from the Anglesea station. Going to Tatums, I guess." "What for?" "Tatums is the life-saving station nearest where the vessel is ashore. Maybe they are going to help in case she breaks up in the storm.

Nor would it be much lost if some kindly disposed gentleman would kill off a few score of our Union savers, who, like quack doctors, go about with their pockets full of plasters, and are for ever hunting for the crack in the nation's skull.

England has lent money abroad because she is a great producer, and certain classes of Englishmen are savers, so that there was a balance of goods available for export, to be lent to other countries. In the early years of the nineteenth century, when our industrial power was first beginning to gather strength, we used regularly to export goods to a greater value than we imported.

"She's firing for help," replied the fisherman. "Can't last much longer now." "Can't the life savers do anything?" "They'll try, as soon as they can. Hard to get a boat off in this surf. It comes up mighty fast and heavy. Have to use the breeches buoy, I reckon. But come on, and I'll lend you some dry things to put on." Five minutes later Larry was inside the hut.

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