any in another. In the same way they crossed to Lymington in
different boats. Not until their arrival at that place was their young
companion missed, each party having supposed that he was with the other.
What could have become of him? They hoped against hope that he had
wandered far off to the east, and had lost his way. Then some of the
party recollected having seen him going towards the edge of the cliff.
He was a stranger, and was not aware how abruptly the downs terminated
in a fearful precipice. It was too late to send back that night. They
still hoped that he might have slipped down, and have lodged on some
ledge. At daybreak boats were despatched to the island. At length his
mangled remains were found at the foot of the highest part of the cliff,
over which he must have fallen and been dashed to pieces. Papa said he
recollected seeing the party land, and all the circumstances of the
case.
Here, too, several sad shipwrecks have occurred, when many lives have
been lost. A few years ago, two ladies were walking together during a
heavy gale of wind, which sent huge foaming billows rolling on towards
the shore. One, the youngest, was nearer the water than the other, when
an immense wave suddenly broke on the beach, and surrounding her,
carried her off in its deadly embrace. Her companion, with a courage
and nerve few ladies possess, rushed into the seething water, and
seizing her friend, dragged her back just before the hungry surge bore
her beyond her depth, Papa gave us these anecdotes as we gazed on the
shore. We had intended going completely round the island; but the wind
changing, we ran back the way we had come, thus getting a second sight
of many places of interest.
It was dark before we reached the Nab; but steering by the lights I have
described, we easily found our way towards the anchorage off Ryde. At
length we sighted the bright light at the end of the pier, and we kept
it on our port-bow until we saw before us a number of twinkling lights
hoisted on board the yachts at anchor. It was necessary to keep a
_very_ sharp look-out, as we steered our way between them, until we came
to an anchorage off the western end of the pier.
The next morning, soon after daybreak, when we turned out to enjoy a
swim overboard, we saw, lying close to us, a fine sea-going little
schooner, but with no one, excepting the man on watch, on deck. We had
had our dip, and were dressing, when we saw a boy spring
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