ugh, dear, and so is Charlie," said Guy,
remonstratively.

"Well, I will go home, but you must come with us, papa. Guy wants to
remain, I know."

The missionary gave his daughter his arm, and led her away, while Guy,
pushing through the crowd, soon stood beside the lifeboat, the crew of
which, already encased in their cork life-belts, were hastily taking
their places.

"There goes another rocket," cried one of those on the look-out; "it's
from the North-s'n'-Head light."

"Look alive, lads," cried the coxswain of the boat, more to relieve his
feelings than to hurry the men, who were already doing their best.

The shrill note of a steam-whistle was heard at this moment, its
piercing sound rising high above the shriek of the gale and the roaring
of the sea. It was a signal from the steam-tug appointed to attend on
the lifeboat, and told that steam was up and all ready to put to sea.

Put to sea on such a night! with the waves bursting in thunder on the
shore, the foam seething like milk beneath, the wind shrieking like ten
thousand fiends above, and the great billows lifting up their heads, as
they came rolling in from the darkness of Erebus that lay incumbent on
the raging sea beyond.

Ay, a landsman might have said "madness" with reason. Even a seaman
might have said that without much apparent impropriety. But the boatmen
of Ramsgate held a different opinion! The signal gun had been fired,
the rocket had gone up, a wreck was known to be on the fatal Goodwin
Sands, and they were as eager to face the storm as if encountering
danger and facing death were pleasant pastime.

As the oars were about to be shipped, one of the crew stumbled, and
struck his head so violently against the bollard, that he fell stunned
into the bottom of the boat. Guy saw the accident as he stood on the
edge of the pier. A sudden impulse seized him. At one bound he passed
from the pier to the boat, which was already some half-dozen feet away,
and took the seat and oar of the injured man. In the confusion and
darkness, the others thought he was one of the supernumerary boatmen,
and took no further notice of him. The boat was shoved back, the
life-jacket was transferred to Guy, and the boatman was put ashore.

A few strokes brought the boat alongside the steam-tug.

"Heave the warp! make fast! all right, steam a-head!"

The whistle shrieked again, the warp tautened, and tug and lifeboat made
for the mouth of the harbour. As the