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

T'11ft PmLOT. 373
"you must "ors like the rest of us; wihen (tli
deatl h-watch is called, n0Cne an sk'utlk from th;e
Muster.;; ] Canl Swttim',')Ilton eontinued, rusI:him, with
frantic caetrnecss, to the side of the wreck, Is
there no billet of woodl no rocm that I nt I n tak
with mn 9'
None; every thing has been cut away,'o
atrriedtl off }y~' the sea. If' ye are about to strine
fior your lfilf, takeN witth ye a stout hleart andt a
cGlean consict tf'iAe., ail tn std t ht e st t o (God!": od P' echneot d )itflon in tihe intimlncss of his
tifreczy; I know 0no Cod' th ure ies no CGod tlh:at
kcnows ICU
Peace'. saitd the deep tones of the cockswain, in a voicet that s.eec.d to spctak in the elcmneits; i tasphlt emr', peacet!
IThe letavy groat7i11~,, f)rodute( d by the water
in tice tinl)crs of t A riel, att th}at moirnt i rt a.dded
its ittplnlse to the irinfl of Dillon and he
cast Ihiml setf 1t1e(llowte,' iotI t.he (s ea.
T'h:e water thiewlln by thle rollitng of the usrif
01 te btch t, h wis',ccssarily rteturtneId to the
oc0cda, in edtits, in di(f1erent( place(s fiivourablce to
ctteh'an action of the elcmncnt. Into the edgc of
one of tese cont. ttI-entret hat was ptlro0(11ccd
by the vt'ery roeks o01l wihich thfl- schooner lay, and
whichl the wateitnlen caMll. the " under-towix )ilIon. h1)1, tliknowingly, throwl) Ihis p)CrSOn) atid
when the wave:s had drtivet).l hiii) a short d(ist11ance
fiott the. wtreck, he wavs taet by a stream thut Inis!most desperate efioirts could not overtconrte. lIe
was a light atd powerful swi mlrne, and the str'1;wte,as Ihard and p'otlXtcd.l With the shore
inmediatelyv hefi'rc is evyes, and at. no great distance, lIe was led, as by a fiase phantomi, to cointinue his efibrts, althought they did not advance