The Little Savage | Page 7

Frederick Marryat
into which the rain beat in great fury and flowed out again in
a small river.
My companion sat near me, lowering and silent. For two hours the
tornado lasted without interruption; the sun had set, and the darkness
was opaque. It was impossible to move against the force of the wind
and the deluge of water which descended. Speak, we did not, but shut
our eyes against the lightning, and held our fingers to our ears to
deaden the noise of the thunder, which burst upon us in the most awful
manner. My companion groaned at intervals, whether from fear, I know
not; I had no fear, for I did not know the danger, or that there was a
God to judge the earth.
Gradually the fury of the gale abated, the rain was only heavy at
intervals, and we could now hear the beating of the waves, as they
dashed against the rocks beneath us. The sky also cleared up a little,
and we could dimly discern the white foam of the breakers. I crawled
out of the cabin, and stood upon the platform in front, straining my
eyes to see the vessel. A flash of lightning, for a second, revealed her to
me; she was dismasted, rolling in the awful breakers, which bore her
down upon the high rocks, not a quarter of a mile from her.
"There it is," exclaimed I, as the disappearance of the lightning left me
in darkness, more opaque than ever.
"She's done for," growled my companion, who, I was not till then
aware, stood by my side. "No hopes this time, confound it!" Then he
continued for some time to curse and swear awfully, as I afterwards
discovered, for I did not then know what was cursing and swearing.
"There she is again," said I, as another flash of lightning revealed the

position of the vessel.
"Yes, and she won't be there long; in five minutes she'll be dashed to
atoms, and every soul perish."
"What are souls?" inquired I.
My companion gave me no reply.
"I will go down to the rocks," said I, "and see what goes on."
"Go," said he, "and share their fate."
Chapter III
I left him, and commenced a careful descent of the precipices by which
we were surrounded, but, before I had gone fifty paces, another flash of
lightning was followed up by a loud shriek, which arrested my steps.
Where the noise came from, I could not tell, but I heard my companion
calling to me to come back. I obeyed him, and found him standing
where I had left him.
"You called me, master?"
"Yes, I did; take my hand, and lead me to the cabin."
I obeyed him, wondering why he asked me so to do. He gained his
bed-place, and threw himself down on it.
"Bring the kid full of water," said he--"quick!"
I brought it, and he bathed his head and face. After a time, he threw
himself back upon the bed-place, and groaned heavily.
"O God! it's all over with me," said he at last. "I shall live and die in
this cursed hole."
"What's the matter, master?" said I.

He gave me no answer, but lay groaning and occasionally cursing.
After a time, he was still, and then I went out again. The tornado was
now over, and the stars were to be seen here and there, but still the
wind was strong and the wild clouds flew fast. The shores of the island
were one mass of foam, which was dashed high in the air and fell upon
the black rocks. I looked for the vessel, and could see nothing--the day
was evidently dawning, and I sat down and waited its coming. My
companion was apparently asleep, for he lay without motion or noise.
That some misfortune had happened, I was convinced, but what, I knew
not, and I passed a long time in conjecture, dividing my thoughts
between him and the vessel. At last the daylight appeared--the weather
was moderating fast, although the waves still beat furiously against the
rocky shore. I could see nothing of the vessel, and I descended the path,
now slippery and insecure from the heavy fall of rain, and went as near
to the edge of the rocks as the breaking billows would permit. I walked
along, occasionally drenched by the spray, until I arrived where I had
last seen the vessel. The waves were dashing and tossing about, as if in
sport, fragments of timber, casks, and spars; but that was all I could see,
except a mast and rigging, which lay alongside of the rocks, sometimes
appearing above them on the summit of the waves, then descending far
out of my sight, for I dared not venture near enough to
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