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But now the hull, no longer impelled by canvas, could not keep ahead of the sea.It struck her again and again on the poop, and the tremendous blows seemed given by a rocky mountain, not by a liquid.

The captain left the helm and came amidships pale as death.

"Lighten her," he cried."Fling all overboard, or we shall founder ere we strike, and lose the one little chance we have of life."While the sailors were executing this order, the captain, pale himself, and surrounded by pale faces that demanded to know their fate, was talking as unlike an English skipper in like peril as can well be imagined."Friends," said he, "last night when all was fair, too fair, alas! there came a globe of fire close to the ship.When a pair of them come it is good luck, and nought can drown her that voyage.We mariners call these fiery globes Castor and Pollux.But if Castor come without Pollux, or Pollux without Castor, she is doomed.Therefore, like good Christians, prepare to die."These words were received with a loud wail.

To a trembling inquiry how long they had to prepare, the captain replied, "She may, or may not, last half an hour; over that, impossible; she leaks like a sieve; bustle, men, lighten her."The poor passengers seized on everything that was on deck and flung it overboard.Presently they laid hold of a heavy sack; an old man was lying on it, sea sick.They lugged it from under him.

It rattled.Two of them drew it to the side; up started the owner, and with an unearthly shriek, pounced on it."Holy Moses! what would you do? 'Tis my all; 'tis the whole fruits of my journey;silver candlesticks, silver plates, brooches, hanaps - ""Let go, thou hoary villain," cried the others; "shall all our lives be lost for thy ill-gotten gear?" "Fling him in with it,"cried one; "'tis this Ebrew we Christian men are drowned for."Numbers soon wrenched it from him, and heaved it over the side.It splashed into the waves.Then its owner uttered one cry of anguish, and stood glaring, his white hair streaming in the wind, and was going to leap after it, and would, had it floated.But it sank, and was gone for ever; and he staggered to and fro, tearing his hair, and cursed them and the ship, and the sea, and all the powers of heaven and hell alike.

And now the captain cried out: "See, there is a church in sight.

Steer for that church, mate, and you, friends, pray to the saint, whoe'er he be."So they steered for the church and prayed to the unknown god it was named after.A tremendous sea pooped them, broke the rudder, and jammed it immovable, and flooded the deck.

Then wild with superstitious terror some of them came round Gerard."Here is the cause of all," they cried."He has never invoked a single saint.He is a heathen; here is a pagan aboard.""Alas, good friends, say not so," said Gerard, his teeth chattering with cold and fear."Rather call these heathens, that lie a praying to the sea.Friends, I do honour the saints - but Idare not pray to them now - there is no time - (oh!) what avail me Dominic, and Thomas, and Catherine? Nearer God's throne than these St.Peter sitteth; and if I pray to him, it's odd, but I shall be drowned ere he has time to plead my cause with God.Oh! oh! oh! Imust need go straight to Him that made the sea, and the saints, and me.Our Father which art in heaven, save these poor souls and me that cry for the bare life! Oh, sweet Jesus, pitiful Jesus, that didst walk Genezaret when Peter sank, and wept for Lazarus dead when the apostles' eyes were dry, oh, save poor Gerard - for dear Margaret's sake!"At this moment the sailors were seen preparing to desert the sinking ship in the little boat, which even at that epoch every ship carried; then there was a rush of egotists; and thirty souls crowded into it.Remained behind three who were bewildered, and two who were paralyzed, with terror.The paralyzed sat like heaps of wet rags, the bewildered ones ran to and fro, and saw the thirty egotists put off, but made no attempt to join them: only kept running to and fro, and wringing their hands.Besides these there was one on his knees, praying over the wooden statue of the Virgin Mary, as large as life, which the sailors had reverently detached from the mast.It washed about the deck, as the water came slushing in from the sea, and pouring out at the scuppers;and this poor soul kept following it on his knees, with his hands clasped at it, and the water playing with it.And there was the Jew palsied, but not by fear.He was no longer capable of so petty a passion.He sat cross-legged, bemoaning his bag, and whenever the spray lashed him, shook his fist at where it came from, and cursed the Nazarenes, and their gods, and their devils, and their ships, and their waters, to all eternity.

And the gigantic Dominican, having shriven the whole ship, stood calmly communing with his own spirit.And the Roman woman sat pale and patient, only drawing her child closer to her bosom as death came nearer.

Gerard saw this, and it awakened his manhood.

"See! see!" he said, "they have ta'en the boat and left the poor woman and her child to perish."His heart soon set his wit working.

"Wife, I'll save thee yet, please God." And he ran to find a cask or a plank to float her.There was none.

Then his eye fell on the wooden image of the Virgin.He caught it up in his arms, and heedless of a wail that issued from its worshipper like a child robbed of its toy, ran aft with it."Come, wife," he cried."I'll lash thee and the child to this.'Tis sore worm eaten, but 'twill serve."She turned her great dark eye on him and said a single word:

"Thyself?!

But with wonderful magnanimity and tenderness.

"I am a man, and have no child to take care of.""Ah!" said she, and his words seemed to animate her face with a desire to live.He lashed the image to her side.Then with the hope of life she lost something of her heroic calm; not much: her body trembled a little, but not her eye.

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