The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

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two otherst; " and they are tlhougltl to cole fi'ot
t:ff'S;>X~tlt (.. Stfl~~\ l:Ig1tsf
drowned seamen."
A\ fietf)le ltaugh arose al{lmong tie tl istiet'rsc' ai1(1
one o( two t0lo,'rccd jokes were mnade, at tlie expl:,'use of their superstitious comrade lthut tile
sctAneC (iil not:t fitil to )r'odtucIe its efile:t oit cv(vn
the lmost sttturdy amtln the unbeliervers inI the
marvelt:ttus; flr, alter a t, more si silt'irn i remart-ks,
tile ihoe-le party retired frisom tie cliffIts, at a lacetw
that,mirht have bti accelerated })y thie nlattulrte of
};eirt ttistto(tltse.'he okswail,, whto hadt stoohd,
al this titme) firnt as the roclr which supiported
tli ), biearing up i ot only his owin wvcight bt t, tt
person of )illon also, raised his lead a t:iovet the
brow of the preccipice, as they wvithdrew to rec(:on
t oitre, and then drawing U) the nearly inlsensitle
captive, ad ptacing him in safety onil the bank, lh
foltowed himself. Not a momlent. was wasted in
Itunnecessarty exl)lanationl, but l)ilon tifrd } tio t mself
againt urg ed fotrwartd with the same velocit itas
beftre. In a few minutet tely gained the desired
tavite, t own which''ot t plutngedt, ith a seantan's
nerve, dragging his prisoner after l hin, and d(ire-ctly they' 8tt(1 where the wa\ves rose to their feiet, as
the}y flowed fitr at( fotaming acrter(oss the satnds..-.:.
Tile coeokswain stooped so low as to bring the
1crestts of the billows in a linxe wit} tthe horizon,
wthen hte iscover'ed the dark boat playing in the
(outi er iedgc of thle surtf.
" What hoa! Ariels there!" shouted Toion. in
a voicet that the grtowing, tempest cartried to the
eats: of the retreating soldiers, mo tquickened
thfiir tootsteps, as they listenedl to sounds which
tleir fears tau ght them to believe mmatural.' Who hails?" cri'ed the xvell-klnown voice of
1a rt nstable.
( On 0 your master, now yotiri selrvant," ailm,