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cluiion. In the midft of his reafoning on the 



fubjed:, the water making a rapid advance, had 

 now reached him. It covered the ground, on 

 which he flood — it rippled over his feet — it 

 gained his knees — his waift — button after but- 

 ton was fwallowed up — till at length it 

 advanced over his very ihoulders. With a 

 palpitating heart, he gave himfelf up for loft. 

 Still however he held faft by his anchor. His 

 eye was eagerly in fearch of fome boat, which 

 might accidentally take it's courfe that way : 

 but none appeared. A folitary head, floating 

 on the v/ater, and that fome times covered by 

 a wave, was no obje6t to be defcried from the 

 fhore, at the diftance of half a league : nor 

 could he exert any founds of diftrefs, that could 



be heard fo far. While he was thus making 



up his mind, as the exigence would allow, to 

 the terrors of certain deftrudtion, his attention 

 was called to a new object. He thought he 

 faw the uppermoft button of his coat begin to 

 appear. No mariner, floating on a wreck, 

 could behold a cape at fea, with greater tranf- 

 port, than he did the uppermoft button of his 

 coat. But the flud:uation of the water was 

 fuch, and the turn of the tide fo flow, that it 

 was yet Ibme time before he durft venture to 



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