Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 7: what you’re looking at

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the two men, with heavy hearts, bore their boat back | | under cover, after which they returned to the warm | and cheerful kitchen, to wait for the dawn. All night long the good light-house keeper watched those distant signals. He could not sleep, he was too heavily oppressed with fear and anxiety. Frequently he went to the door, to see what the weather was, looking out wistfully toward the spot where he knew the wreck to be, and longing to brare every danger and go to the rescue of those suffering, perishing people. “They’re wrecked on Ainslie Crag,” he sighed, “in full sight of land, May the Lord have mercy on them and keep them safe till daylight breaks.”’ He had insisted that all the others should go to bed, although Percy had pleaded to be allowed to share his lonely vigil. “No, my lad, go to bed and get what rest you can, for there’s no knowing what to-morrow’ll bring,” the old man said, sadly.. “I pray we may save some souls, but I’m sore atraid it'll be too late then.” Just as soon as day began to dawn the keeper called his man, and together they went out into the cold and dismal storm to see what they could do. To their great joy they could just discern the hulk of a large vessel stranded, as the captain had sur- mised, on Ainslie Crag, about a mile away. They had just succeeded in launching their boat, when Percy came bounding down to the shore. “Let me go—let me go!” he cried, with breathless eagerness. “T can steer; then you and Jim can both row.’ The old man hesitated a moment. The boy was the only being he had left to love, and he could not endure the thought of taking him into danger, Still he knew that he might Rysorucboaksncon Re ae ee