Battles with the Sea

Battles with the Sea, by R.M.
Ballantyne

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Title: Battles with the Sea
Author: R.M. Ballantyne
Release Date: June 7, 2007 [EBook #21717]
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BATTLES WITH THE SEA, BY R.M. BALLANTYNE.
CHAPTER ONE.
HEROES OF THE LIFEBOAT AND ROCKET.

SKIRMISHES WITH THE SUBJECT GENERALLY.
It ought to be known to all English boys that there is a terrible and
costly war in which the British nation is at all times engaged. No
intervals of peace mark the course of this war. Cessations of hostilities
there are for brief periods, but no treaties of peace. "War to the knife" is
its character. Quarter is neither given nor sought. Our foe is unfeeling,
unrelenting. He wastes no time in diplomatic preliminaries; he scorns
the courtesies of national life. No ambassadors are recalled, no
declarations of war made. Like the Red Savage he steals upon us
unawares, and, with a roar of wrathful fury, settles down to his deadly
work.
How does this war progress? It is needful to put and reiterate this
question from time to time, because new generations of boys are
always growing up, who, so far from being familiar with the stirring
episodes of this war, and the daring deeds of valour performed, scarcely
realise the fact that such a war is being carried on at all, much less that
it costs hundreds of lives and millions of money every year.
It may be styled a naval war, being waged chiefly in boats upon the sea.
It is a war which will never cease, because our foe is invincible, and we
will never give in; a war which, unlike much ordinary warfare, is never
unjust or unnecessary; which cannot be avoided, which is conducted on
the most barbarous principles of deathless enmity, but which,
nevertheless, brings true glory and honour to those heroes who are ever
ready, night and day, to take their lives in their hands and rush into the
thick of the furious fray.
Although this great war began--at least in a systematic manner--only
little more than fifty years ago, it will not end until the hearts of brave
and generous Britons cease to beat, and the wild winds cease to blow,
for the undying and unconquerable enemy of whom we write is--the
Storm!
"Death or victory!" the old familiar warwhoop, is not the final war-cry
here. Death is, indeed, always faced--sometimes met--and victory is
often gained; but, final conquests being impossible, and the "piping

times of peace" being out of the question, the signal for the onset has
been altered, and the world's old battle-cry has been exchanged for the
soul-stirring shout of "Rescue the perishing!"
Though our foe cannot be slain, he can, like the genii of Eastern story,
be baffled.
In the days of old, the Storm had it nearly all his own way. Hearts,
indeed, were not less brave, but munitions of war were wanting. In this
matter, as in everything else, the world is better off now than it was
then. Our weapons are more perfect, our engines more formidable. We
can now dash at our enemy in the very heart of his own terrible
strongholds; fight him where even the boldest of the ancient Vikings
did not dare to venture, and rescue the prey from the very jaws of death
amid the scenes of its wildest revelry.
The heroes who recruit the battalions of our invincible army are the
bronzed and stalwart men of our sea-coast towns, villages, and
hamlets-- men who have had much and long experience of the foe with
whom they have to deal. Their panoply is familiar to most of us. The
helmet, a sou'wester; the breastplate, a lifebelt of cork; the sword, a
strong short oar; their war-galley, a splendid lifeboat; and their shield--
the Hand of God.
In this and succeeding chapters I purpose to exhibit and explain in
detail our Lifeboats, and the great, the glorious work which they
annually accomplish; also the operations of the life-saving Rocket,
which has for many years rescued innumerable lives, where, from the
nature of circumstances, Lifeboats could not have gone into action. I
hold that we--especially those of us who dwell in the interior of our
land--are not sufficiently alive to the deeds of daring, the thrilling
incidents, the terrible tragedies and the magnificent rescues which are