CHAPTER EIGHT.

WHILE ON OUR PASSAGE IN THE CANOE A STORM ARISES.--WE ARE DRIVEN FAR

AWAY TO LEEWARD OF THE ISLAND.--ABELA INSTRUCTS TOFA IN THE TRUTH.--

SCARCITY OF FOOD AND WATER.--OUR SUFFERINGS BECOME INTENSE.--THE NATIVE

CREW GIVE WAY TO DESPAIR.

Although the sea was rough the canoe had made good progress towards our

destination when night came on. The wind had been increasing, and I saw

the natives looking anxiously at the sky, which had become overcast.

The darkness was intense, and we had no compass in the canoe by which to

direct our course. The native boatmen, however, continued steering on,

trusting to the wind, which had remained steadily blowing from one

quarter. Still, as the waves rose, and our frail canoe pitched and

tossed about, it seemed to me that she would be unable to accomplish the

passage.

Abela was sitting by us. "Alas," she exclaimed, "we have escaped the

fury of our enemies only, I fear, to perish in the waves."

"Nay, nay, Abela," said Maud. "God, who has protected us heretofore,

can protect us still. He will find a way for us to escape if it is His

will that we should do so."

"Ah, you are right," answered Abela, "and I am weak and faithless to

doubt His love."

Still I must confess that it required much strong faith not to feel

nervous and alarmed while we saw the dark foaming seas rising up around

us, and apparently every moment about to overwhelm our little vessel.

The crew had lessened the sail, but yet it seemed scarcely capable of

withstanding the furious blasts which struck it. Maud and I, with Abela

and the other women, sat close together in the little hut on deck. I

observed that Mr Norton and Tofa had come nearer us as if to try and

prevent us from being washed away should a sea break on board, which it

appeared too probable would occur. The canoe was excessively buoyant,

or she could not have escaped being overwhelmed. Onward she continued

to fly over the tumbling waters, and we at length, becoming accustomed

to the movement of the vessel, began to hope that she would reach the

shore in safety, and already the crew were looking out in the

expectation of seeing it ahead.

All our hopes were to be disappointed. A furious blast struck the sail,

and before it could be lowered it was torn away, with the spars which

supported it, and we were left helpless on the wild ocean. To attempt

to use the paddles in such a sea was useless. The helmsman had turned

the head of the canoe away from the wind, and all that now could be done

was to fly before it. The gale increased. On we went, expecting every

moment that the seas would overwhelm us.

We could sit quiet and pray, but I felt much for our poor heathen crew,

who had no such consolation. Abela had called young Tofa to her side,

and was endeavouring to explain to him the glorious truths of the faith

she held, he seemed greatly struck by her calm resignation.

"Formerly you would have shrieked out, and trembled with fear," he

observed. "Now you seem as brave as the boldest of our warriors."

"I am brave, because I know in whom I trust," answered Abela. "I have

the support of the Holy Spirit sent by Jehovah. Though I am by myself

still very weak, my soul is at peace, and I know if I am taken away from

this world that I shall go to a better and more glorious land, where I

shall live with my Saviour, who has redeemed me, and bought me with the

price of His most precious blood."

"Oh, how I wish I could go with you to that glorious land," said the

lad. "But I am not fit; I could not be received there, if Jehovah is

the pure and holy Being you say He is."

"You will be fit to go the moment you accept the offers Jesus makes you,

and you are sure to be received there," answered Abela, and once more

she explained to him the simple plan of salvation. "You see, my son,

that you have nothing to do; but all has been done for you, to satisfy

God's justice. You are bought by the blood of Jesus. God makes you a

free gift of salvation. If He required anything in return it would not

be a free gift. If you had anything to pay it would show that the

purchase was not completed by Christ. Now God says that the purchase

was completed on Calvary, and He tells us that eternal salvation is a

free gift; we, therefore, offend God when we want to pay anything to Him

in return, and we dishonour the purchase made by Christ when we fancy

that it is insufficient. Still, after you have become the servant of

Christ, if life is spared you, you will desire to obey Him, and please

Him, and do His will by every means in your power. This will show that

you have a living faith, and that you are really, as you profess to be,

His disciple."

"Oh, I am sure what you say is true," exclaimed Tofa. "Although I

cannot yet understand it all I believe in Jesus, I trust to Him, I will

never never again worship the foolish idols I have till now trusted in.

You must tell me all you have said over and over again, for I wish to

know all I can about Jesus, that should the canoe be overwhelmed by the

sea, I may be ready to go and dwell with Him."

The young Englishman occasionally spoke to us. He was not ignorant of

gospel truth, but, alas, he had long sinned against light and knowledge,

and rejected what he knew in his heart to be true. His merciful

preservation had been the means of changing that heart, he was really

born again, and now the knowledge he possessed seemed to come back to

him. Notwithstanding the fearful danger in which we were placed, his

manner was calm and composed. He did not speak to us as many a brave

worldly man would have done, urging us to keep up our spirits,

expressing a hope that the storm would soon abate, and that we should be

able to return to the land; he observed only, "we must trust in God's

merciful protection; let us remember that we are in His hands."

Maud and I responded to what he said.

"Those days I spent in solitude in the mountains have, indeed, been

precious days to me, Miss Liddiard," he continued. "I felt like the

prodigal son, who had returned to his father, and the bright gleam of

His smile seemed to rest on me. My only regret was, that I had not His

word to apply to, but many precious verses which I had learned as a

child came back to me, and afforded me comfort and consolation, and then

I could pray as I had never prayed before."

I told him that we had been employed in the same way, and that happily

having a Bible we could turn to the sacred page, and draw comfort from

the ever flowing fountain.

Thus the hours of darkness passed away. The canoe, from the lightness

of her construction, rode easily over the seas, driving, as she now was,

directly before the gale, and we were not pitched and tumbled about as

we had been when the wind was on her side, and we were attempting to

steer for the island. When morning dawned the foaming waters were

around us on every side, and we could just distinguish in the far

distance, almost astern, the dim outline of the island which we had

hoped to reach. Had the weather been moderate the canoe men might have

attempted to make their way towards it, but that, was now impossible,

and we continued to drive on, leaving it further and further behind.

Where we were going we could not tell. The natives knew of no islands

in that direction, and I heard them reminding each other of several

canoes which had been blown off the land and had not again been heard

of.

We asked Mr Norton his opinion. He had, he said, during the last day

he was on board examined a chart, and he could afford us but little hope

that we should reach any shore where we might obtain a new mast and sail

and be able to return the way we had come. "There are islands a long

way off; but as the inhabitants, I fear, are savage in the extreme, it

would be dangerous to land amongst them," he added. "Still, though we

speak of the dangers we may have to encounter, let us continue, trusting

firmly that God is watching over us, and though we cannot yet see the

way by which He intends to save us--if such is His good will--He has

nevertheless got it ready, while we on our part are bound to make every

exertion to preserve our lives. As we may not for a considerable time

reach land, I must therefore, in the first place, strongly urge the

people to place themselves on an allowance of food and water. We should

use as little as will suffice to sustain life, that we may the longer be

able to hold out."

I explained what the young Englishman said to Abela; and she and Tofa

spoke to their countrymen, and persuaded them to do as he advised. The

wind had somewhat abated, but as it was still too strong to permit of

our making head against it, we continued to drive on as before. We read

the Bible, and prayed several times during the day, and occasionally

some of the heathen crew came, and, kneeling down near us, listened

while I read.

Abela, although she had not begun her studies till about two years

before this, read very fairly, but she was especially powerful in

prayer, and her whole heart and soul seemed lifted up as she poured

forth her petitions--seldom failing to exclaim, "Lord be merciful to me

a sinner."

The hours passed on, and we felt that an all-powerful hand was

protecting our frail bark from the fury of the seas. When the water

washed into the canoe beneath the platform, it was quickly bailed out

again, and everything was so firmly secured, that in spite of the

tossing and tumbling of the vessel she held as tightly together as at

first.

Another day and another and another passed by, and still the strong wind

prevented us from attempting to return. Many of the heathen crew

appeared to have resigned themselves to their fate, and had it not been

for the influence Abela exerted over them--supported as she was by the

young Englishman and Tofa--I believe that they would quickly have

consumed all the provisions, and have then laid down to die.

We were already feeling the ill effects of the small amount of food we

could venture to eat. The sun too, burst forth, and its burning rays

striking down upon us; we now, in addition to hunger, began to feel the

fearful sufferings of thirst. What must it be should a calm come on!

And although the crew might then use their paddles with effect, their

strength would be gone, and very many days must pass before we could

regain the island from which we had been driven.

Often and often I thought of my poor father. I persuaded myself that he

had certainly remained with Mr Hilton, and that had we arrived in

safety we should have had the happiness of seeing him. Now should he

return to the settlement, what would be his feelings to find it

desolate, and to suppose, as he must, that we had shared the fate of the

other inhabitants.

Our condition was also becoming, humanly speaking, fearful in the

extreme. As I looked at Maud's pale countenance I feared that she could

not long endure such suffering. I was not aware that I looked equally

ill. The young Englishman treated us with the most gentle and constant

attention; he even insisted on our taking a portion of his scanty

allowance of food and water, and when we refused to deprive him of it I

am sure that he took means to add it unseen to our shares. At length

the gale ceased, the canoe no longer tumbled about, and the heat of the

sun's rays--as they shone upon the glass-like surface of the ocean on

which we floated--was intense in the extreme. Abela urged the crew to

get out their paddles, but they answered, as I had expected, "we cannot

live to reach the island, and when our food and water are exhausted, we

will lie down and die. There is nothing else for us to do."

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