not weather the Point. With a seaman's quick decision, he jammed the helm over. 

 "Oh, grandfather!" screamed Emily in the old man's ear; "can't something be done?" 

 "Nothing, child; nothing! He can't hear, he can't see, he does not know." 

 "It's awful to see him rush smilingly down to certain death!" exclaimed the girl, wringing her hands. "Captain Barry, can't you do something?" 

 "There goes his helm," said the admiral; "he realizes it at last. About he goes! Too late! too late!" 

 "Oh, Captain Barry, you must do something!" cried Emily. 

 "There's nothin' to do, Miss Emily." 

 "Yes, there is. We'll get the boat," she answered, springing from the steps as she spoke and running down the hill like a young fawn. The sailor instantly followed her, and in a moment they disappeared under the lee of the ship. 

 

 CHAPTER V 

 The Rescue 

The Rescue

 As the practised eye of the admiral had seen, the tiny yacht was too near the rocks to go about and escape them. She was caught in the trough of the sea before she had gathered way on the other tack, and flung upon the sunken ledge, broadside on. The mast snapped like a pipe-stem. After a few violent shocks she was hurled over on her beam ends, lodged securely on the rocks, and began to break up under the beating of the angry sea. A few moments and she would be beaten to pieces. The man was still there, however, the water breaking over him. He seemed to have been hurt, but clung tenaciously to the wreck of the boat until he recovered himself a little, and then rose slowly and stood gazing upon the tossing waters, seething and whirling about the wreck of his boat. 

 There was, during high winds, a dangerous whirlpool right in front of the reefs and extending between them and the smooth waters of the harbor. The water was beating over the rocks and fairly boiling before him. A man could not swim through it; could, indeed, scarcely enter it and live—even a boat would find it difficult, if not impossible. Things looked black to the shipwrecked man. He stood in hopeless hesitation, doom reaching for him on either 

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