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when the wind and waves already held open 

 the portals of eternity before him, and little 

 short of a miracle could avert his doom ! 



** A few minutes, a few hundred yards, and 

 the yacht is on the rocks ! Gallantly she 

 glides along the side of that green wave and 

 dashes the foam from her crest ere she 

 plunges deep into the sea. A monster wave 

 rolls fast upon her as if to swallow her 

 quivering form. High, high she rises, till 

 half her length is in the air over the crest of 

 the wave, and then down she sinks ; then 

 the crash comes. Waves dash over her, her 

 masts fall, her boats are wrenched from her 

 sides, and the next minute we see her, a 

 tangled mass of wreck and cordage, firmly 

 embedded on the pitiless rocks. Don't 

 suppose our fishermen had been quietly 

 watching this and doing nothing to help. 

 From the first, preparations had been made. 

 Our friend Jack, and a score of other active 



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