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to look
steadily at it for a certain time.
We got under weigh again in the afternoon of the next day, and stood
down the Humber, until we came in sight once more of the Spurn lights.
During the next night, while we were steering for the Dudgeon floating
light-vessel, one of the men on the look-out shouted--
"A light on the starboard bow! Starboard the helm! Hard a starboard!"
and I saw a screw steamer rapidly approaching us. Had the night been
thick, and the look-out not been on the alert, we should certainly have
been run down.
It was two hours before we sighted Dudgeon light, and from thence we
steered for Cromer, which we knew by its having a bright light revolving
every minute. Outside of it was the Hasborough floating light, and
beyond that another light-vessel. We came off Cromer in the forenoon,
when the vessels were hove-to; and we pulled in for the shore to visit
some friends of Uncle Tom.
We landed among a number of fishing-boats, the place itself being a
large and flourishing village, though there were a number of nice
residences for people who visit it during the summer. In the middle
rises a remarkably handsome church, its tower rising high above the
surrounding buildings.
Along the coast are several round towers, which were built during the
last war to defend the shore from invasion, though at present they would
be of very little use. Papa was so pleased with the appearance of the
place, that he said he should come there some summer with the rest of
the family.
Leaving Cromer, we stood on for Great Yarmouth, inside a long line of
sandbanks, which are known by the light-vessels stationed at their
different ends.
Great Yarmouth is situated on the seashore, at the southern end of
Norfolk. The river Yare follows a serpentine course, and falls into the
sea at the village of Gorleston, a short distance from Yarmouth to the
southward.
We waited until a pilot came on board to take us in, as the entrance is
very narrow, between two long wooden piers, one projecting a
considerable way into the sea. Further along the shore to the south
rises a high sandy cliff, on the top of which we saw a good-sized vessel
building. We asked the pilot how she could ever be launched, and he
told us that she would be eased down the cliffs by ropes at high tide,
when the water, rushing close up to the base, would float her.
We brought-up at some little distance from the entrance, opposite a line
of neat
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