d she have witnessed the scene. Happily, those at home are not
aware of the dangers to which their loved ones are exposed till they are
over. When ending fatally there comes, it is true, the unavoidable
sorrow; but even that does not equal the intense suffering of mind which
is endured when the peril is witnessed and no help can be sent.
Again the young mate disappeared.
"There, there he is!" cried Harry, as he was seen struggling on the
snowy summit of an enormous roller.
Onward he was borne. His shipmates, clasping each other's hands, formed
a line, the strongest bravely dashing in towards him. He was already
almost senseless; one outstretched hand was seized. Exerting all their
strength, the men worked their way up the rock, and then, two of them
clasping him in their arms, he was borne in triumph out of the power of
the greedy waves. Harry threw himself down by his side overcome by his
feelings.
"You are safe, Mr Champion!"
"Thank God for it!" answered the young man, pressing Harry's hand; but
he could say no more.
The task of embarking was a hazardous one. The mate was first placed in
his boat, when the seal-skins, which had been quickly stripped off, were
thrown on board; and, thankful to escape from the treacherous rocks, the
party returned to the ship.
Leonard Champion was for several days confined to his cabin. He thought
much, and he was constantly reading. Harry recognised the books which
had been his sister's. "You must find them very interesting, Mr
Champion," he observed.
"I wish that I had begun reading them sooner, Harry," was the answer.
"I feel that I have been rescued from the jaws of death through God's
mercy; and how unprepared I was to die."
"But I hope you will not be exposed to the same danger again, Mr
Champion."
"I pray not, for it was terrible--I can scarcely make you understand how
terrible. I cannot help seeing that I should be indeed ungrateful if I
did not acknowledge the loving mercy of God, who preserved my life, and
endeavour from henceforth to serve Him faithfully, instead, as I have
hitherto done, of rebelling against Him. Yet I am sure that we should
accept the offers of God, and serve Him from love and gratitude, and not
from fear of death; I do not mean simply the death of the body, but
eternal death--the doom of all who die unreconciled, and therefore at
enmity with God."
"Is that what Hannah's books say?" inquired Harry, in perfect sincerity.
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