nd forwards.
Greatly to our surprise, a female was the first person we drew ashore;
she burst into tears as we lifted her out of the cradle. Another and
another followed; two had infants in their arms; and then came two
little boys secured to the cradle. Three men followed, each with a
child.
"Have all the women and children landed?" asked papa.
"All who have escaped," was the answer. "Several were washed away with
the master and two mates.--"
Six more men now came, the sole survivors of the crew.
"Are all hands out of the ship?" asked papa.
"Every soul, sir," answered one of the men.
There was no time to make inquiries as to how the vessel was wrecked.
We heard that she was a homeward-bound barque from the United States,
and that the passengers on board were returning to see their friends.
We hurried over to the leeside of the rock, and at once embarked the two
women with the infant, who seemed to be totally exhausted.
As soon as we got alongside, we lifted them on board, where papa and I
remained, he sending the boat back with our two men. Truck had lighted
the galley fire, and we soon had some hot broth for the poor creatures,
who, having taken off their wet clothes, got into our beds. Papa then
looked out all the blankets, and we made up as many beds as we could on
the sofa and cabin deck.
By this time the boat had returned with the remaining women and
children. She made no less than seven trips before all were brought
off; and, as may be supposed, our little vessel was pretty well crowded.
Even the men were in a greatly exhausted state, and could not do much
for themselves. Papa, however, seemed to think and act for everybody.
As soon as all were on board, we hoisted in the boat, and the wind being
fair, having shaken out the reefs in the mainsail, we steered for Saint
Ives. Dick, who was not fit for much when we first left the vessel, had
now recovered, and assisted in getting off the wet clothes from our
young passengers, and in carrying round food.
The cabin presented a curious appearance, with the people stowed as
thickly as herrings in a cask, all wrapped up in blankets and peacoats.
Fortunately, the water was smooth under the lee of the land; but the
number of people on board brought the vessel much below her usual
bearings.
"I am thankful we have not a long voyage to make, or we should soon be
short of provisions," said papa, as we got out tin after tin of soup and
meat.
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