When morning broke the gale had entirely ceased, but no part of the ship
hung together, and all hope of obtaining any provisions from her, except
such as might be washed up on the shore, was lost. The captain's
condition also caused his companions much anxiety; he was suffering
greatly, and appeared to be weaker than on the previous day. They had
breakfasted on a small portion of biscuit and tongue, but their scanty
supply of water was almost exhausted at their first meal. Peter gave
the captain the larger part of his share, and having drunk a little
himself, entreated that the remainder might be reserved for him, as he
complained greatly of thirst.
None of the rest of the crew had returned. Peter offered to stay by the
captain if the three other men would go in search of them, and ascertain
whether any water was to be found.
"If we are to live we must do so," said Hixon; "come along, mates; I
know Peter will look after the captain," and they set off.
After Peter had moistened the captain's lips, and made his bed as
comfortable as he could, he said, "Shall I read to you, sir?"
"What have you got to read? How can you have any books here?" asked the
captain.
Peter drew his Bible out of the canvas slung round his neck, and showed
it to the captain. The cover, of course, was drenched with sea-water,
but the inside was quite dry.
"Yes, you may," was the answer; "when a man is sick as I am it is a good
book to listen to, and I am fit for nothing else."
Peter made no reply, but began to read. He came to the account of
Lazarus and the rich man.
"What does Abraham's bosom mean?" asked the captain.
"Heaven, sir," answered Peter; "it must be a glorious place, for Christ
has gone before to prepare it for those who love Him."
"I hope when I die I shall go there," murmured the captain, more to
himself than Peter; "I have not been a bad man, or done much harm to any
one, and have tried to do my duty, and have never got drunk at sea; and
I hope I have done some good in my time, so I should think God would let
me into heaven."
Peter prayed that he might give a right answer. "God says, sir, in His
book, that `there is none that doeth good, no, not one,' and that `He
gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not
perish, but have everlasting life.' The rich man we have been reading
about does not seem to have done much harm, and very likely he thought
himself pretty good, and yet he went to hell."
"Then how is a man ever to get to heaven?" asked the captain, somewhat
petulantly.
"God says, `Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.'
He wants us to take Him at His word. He tells us that our own good
deeds are as filthy rags, and that we must trust to the sacrifice of
Christ, to His blood shed for us; and thus we shall be clothed with His
righteousness, with His pure and spotless robe; and so God will not look
upon our iniquities, because He has accepted Christ's punishment instead
of what we deserved, and we shall therefore not be punished."
Thus Peter continued to place the loving Gospel before his captain. The
latter listened, often asking some more questions. At last he put his
hands before his eyes, and murmured, "It's wonderful that a mere boy
should know all this, and be able to explain it so clearly. It's true;
yes, I am sure of that."
"Let us pray, sir, that God's Holy Spirit will bring it home to your
heart," said Peter, as if the remark had been made to him. "God has
said we shall not ask in vain."
The captain's eye brightened; a new hope, new thoughts and feelings,
rose in his bosom.
Peter again turned to his book. He read many portions, the captain
appearing in no way wearied.
He was so employed when a shout reached their ears, and Peter, going out
of the tent, saw old Hixon making his way down the rocks. He brought
his sou'-wester full of water.
"Praised be God, we have found a spring two miles off. There was
nothing else to bring it in but this," he said, offering the water to
the captain and Peter. "The rest of the men collected near it, but when
I told them that they ought to come and help to carry you up the hill,
captain, they said they were free now, and didn't acknowledge any man's
authority."
"I should have thought, Hixon, from what I know of you, that you would
have been among them," observed the captain.
"So I should, sir, a few weeks ago, but Peter there, out of his Bible,
showed me what a sinner I was, and how I must love Jesus Christ and obey
Him, and I know He would not have left any man to perish, and so, sir,
as long as you live--and I hope we shall escape from this rock--I will
not leave you."
"Thank you, Hixon," said the captain; "I am sure you speak the truth.
But what has become of Emery and Bill?"
"They said they would stop and have some food, and then come back and
try and get you up to the spring, which is a warmer and pleasanter place
than this."
In a short time the other men appeared, but the captain felt so much
pain when they attempted to move him, that he begged them to let him
remain where he was.
"I am afraid, sir, they will soon have eaten up all their provisions,
and then they will be coming down to get what we have collected,"
observed Bill. "Perhaps, if you are among them, you might persuade them
to put themselves on an allowance."
The captain sent a message by Hixon, but the men only laughed at him,
and replied that a ship was sure soon to appear, and take them off,
though they took no pains to make their situation known. The captain,
however, told Hixon and the rest to form a flag-staff out of the spars
which had been cast ashore, and to erect it on the highest point with a
piece of the cloth which they had found, as a flag. They did so.
Day after day passed by, and though one or the other was constantly on
the look-out, no distant sail met their anxious gaze.
Peter was thankful that the captain appeared to be slowly recovering his
strength, though still unable to move. By husbanding their provisions,
the little party on the shore hoped to support existence for some weeks
to come.
When Hixon arrived one day with their usual supply of water, he brought
word that the rest of the crew had deserted the spring and were nowhere
to be seen. He thought probably that they had gone down to the shore to
try and catch fish, or collect mussels, or anything that might have been
thrown up. He and his companions were searching about for the same
object, that they might eke out the diminishing store of their more
nutritive food, and give the captain a larger supply. Peter, when not
thus employed, read to the captain, as also to the other men, and Bill
and the black were well pleased to listen, as were the captain and
Hixon. Indeed, the light of God's blessed truth shone on the small
shipwrecked party, and shed on them its warmth and healing influence.
It never occurred to young Peter to pride himself that the light shone
from the lamp he carried within him.
The weather had again changed, and instead of a balmy breeze and
sunshine, a fierce gale was blowing, and heavy showers came down upon
their heads.
They were sitting beneath the shelter of their tent, while Peter was
reading to them, when voices were heard, and several of the crew
appeared. They looked wretched, and nearly starved.
"Hilloa!" cried one of them, seeing the cask of provisions near the
entrance of the hut. "What, have you still got food? We thought that
you must be as badly off as we are."
The rest came up, and though the captain, with his friends,
expostulated, and promised to give the men a small portion, they took
possession of more than half of the remaining provisions. With the
supply of food they had thus obtained, they returned to their former
camp near the spring. The captain was deeply grieved.
"It would have killed me with rage a short time ago, but I feel more
sorry for them now; and I am afraid the food will only prolong their
lives a day or two, while the want of it may shorten ours."
As was to be expected, in a couple of days they returned for more. Bill
proposed fighting as he saw them coming, rather than give it up.
"It would only make matters worse," observed the captain, "as they would
be sure to overpower us. We must trust that God will find some way for
our escape."
The captain told Bill to give to each of them the same rations which
they allowed for themselves, though it was not more than just sufficient
to support life. Each day they came for their allowance, but still did
not offer to assist in removing the captain. Hixon and the rest were
very indignant.
The captain, however, quieted them, and insisted upon the provisions
being equally shared amongst all the survivors from the shipwrecked
crew.
At length, although their allowance had been still further reduced, no
biscuits nor meat remained. A few herrings and some cabbages which had
been washed up, and were wellnigh rotten, were the only articles of food
they still had. Bill, however, came back with some birds' eggs and he
thought that soon more might be obtained should the weather clear, and
the birds visit the island in greater numbers.
Peter had, with the rest, taken his turn in watching by the flag-staff.
He was casting his eyes around when they fell on the sails of a vessel
just rising above the horizon. He watched her eagerly--she was drawing
near. He ran down the hill to give the joyful intelligence to his
friends. They quickly returned with him, the captain telling them to
leave him alone, as he felt quite well enough to remain by himself.
Each man carried a bundle of drift-wood, some dry grass, or branches
from the numerous low bushes they found in sheltered spots, to assist in
lighting a beacon, should the vessel not draw near till nightfall. A
tinder-box had enabled the other party to obtain a light. Bill went for
it. When he told them of the ship being seen, they would not believe
him.
"Get up and have a look at her," he answered.
One of them did so. On being convinced, some showed their satisfaction
by leaping about and shouting, others growled out that she would not
come near the land, but none thought of praying that she might be
directed towards them, or showed any gratitude at the prospect of
deliverance.
On came the ship, but as she neared the island the shades of evening
concealed her from sight. The beacon was immediately lighted, but they
had to remain all night in the uncertainty whether it had been seen.
How anxiously they waited for the return of morning, and how eagerly
they cast their straining eyes in the direction she had last appeared as
daylight broke on the world of waters. As the light increased, she was
seen standing for the island. A shout rose from their throats, but they
themselves were startled by the hollowness of the sound.
The wind had been increasing. As she drew near, it raged furiously, and
a heavy surf beat everywhere on the shore. With sinking hearts, they
saw the ship haul her wind, and again stand off the dangerous rock.
"We are deserted," cried several voices, and loud complaints were made
of the stranger's indifference to their sufferings. They watched till
she was lost to sight, and most of them declared she would not return.
"If he is a Christian man I am sure he will," said Peter, who had been
sent up by the captain to ascertain how things stood. He returned with
his report.
"Don't be down-hearted, sir; God, you know, will take care of us. And
even if that ship sails away, He can send another," said Peter.
The flag was kept flying all day, and the beacon fire lighted again at
night.
A few herrings and some almost rotten cabbages now alone remained;
starvation threatened to overtake the shipwrecked mariners. Most of the
crew gave way to despair. One or two had become almost delirious from
hunger and talked of rushing into the sea and drowning themselves.
"If you do, mates, you will go into the presence of God Almighty with
another great sin unrepented of on your heads, besides those you have
already committed," said old Hixon. "Let us pray to God to help and
deliver us; we have no other hope."
His words had great effect among his late shipmates; for some time they
were far more orderly and quiet than they had been hitherto.
Another day passed and the gale continued blowing furiously, and the
stranger did not re-appear. Again they were on the look-out. At
daybreak she was not to be seen; the wind, however, had abated. As the
day drew on, Peter, who was on the look-out, caught sight of a small
speck in the south-east; it grew larger and larger.
"The ship; the ship!" he shouted out. The cry was taken up by those
scattered about on the rock, and passed on from one to the other. They
hurried away along the island in the direction she was seen. Peter
waited till he was sure there could be no mistake, and then hastened
down to the captain, feeling that the good news would cheer him up.
Bill and the black steward were on the opposite shore collecting
mussels. Hixon stood gazing at the stranger for some minutes, and then
said to himself, "I had better go too, or maybe they will not tell of
the captain and the rest."
As he neared the further end of the rock he found the ship hove-to and a
boat approaching the shore. On reaching the little bay into which the
boat had put, he found that the starving people had tumbled into her,
and that she had already shoved off. He shouted loudly. The boat put
back. The captain of the ship, who had himself come in the boat with
provisions and water, having heard his account, expressed his
indignation at the men who would have allowed their shipmates to be left
behind. They replied that they were afraid it would come on to blow
again, and that the ship might be driven off and they left behind.
"I would not desert them if I had to remain a week or a month more,"
answered the captain, ordering two of his crew to accompany him, and to
bring a boat-sail with two spars.
"It's some miles from here, sir," observed Hixon.
"Never mind; if it were ten miles we will bring your sick captain with
us," was the reply.
The men told Hixon that their ship was the _Myrtle_, bound out to New
South Wales, and their captain's name was Barrow.
It was nearly dark when Captain Barrow reached the hut, and was
thankfully welcomed by poor Captain Hauslar.
"I am afraid that for my sake you will expose your ship to risk,"
observed the latter during their conversation.
"Do not trouble yourself about that, my friend; my first-mate is an
excellent seamen, and my crew obedient and trustworthy. It's too dark
to go aboard to-night; we will start to-morrow, if, as I trust, you can
bear the journey after a night's rest and some food."
The fire was quickly lighted, and a meal prepared such as the
shipwrecked party had not partaken of for many a day.
"I will join you and your people in offering thanksgiving to God for His
many mercies," said Captain Barrow. "You, I trust, acknowledge Him in
all your ways?"
"I did not till lately," was the answer. And then Captain Hauslar told
him that he was indebted to young Peter for being brought to the truth.
"I should like to have that boy with me, then," observed Captain Barrow.
"One youngster like that can exert a wonderful influence for good among
a crew. I frequently get rough characters, and it takes long before
they can be brought into order. Every assistance is of value."
The journey to the boat was performed the next morning, Captain Barrow
assisting in carrying his brother commander. Although the wind blew
heavily, the ship was reached in safety, and she was once more put on
her course.