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the Point, turned sharp into the cove, and 

 down in a moment fell the sail and the 

 anchor-chain rattled out of the bows. There 

 was no cheering or noisy welcome or rejoic- 

 ing, for such scenes were the daily incidents 

 in the life of the village ; but everyone lent 

 a helping hand, and in a few minutes Jack 

 and his men were on shore. The old grand- 

 mother was there, but took no notice of her 

 grandsons, who marched off to the cottage 

 laden with oars, etc., where the old woman 

 had just preceded them to put out the 

 breakfast. 



The rector and I turned to go home, and 

 as I passed the cottage where Jack lived I 

 glanced in and saw him standing on the 

 hearth, tall, massive, weather-beaten and 

 rugged, with the lame boy high up in his 

 arms looking hard in his face, and both man 

 and child had such a happy contented smile 

 on their faces that it did me good to see, and 



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