and
was borne away by the surf towards the beach. In a few minutes he was
near to the land, and shortly afterwards the piece of planking to which
he was clinging struck on the sand, and then, being turned over by the
force of the running wave, Philip lost his hold, and was left to his own
exertions. He struggled long, but, although so near to the shore, could
not gain a footing; the returning wave dragged him back, and thus was he
hurled to and fro until his strength was gone. He was sinking under the
wave to rise no more when he felt something touch his hand. He seized
it with the grasp of death. It was the shaggy hide of the bear
Johannes, who was making for the shore, and who soon dragged him clear
of the surf, so that he could gain a footing. Philip crawled up the
beach above the reach of the waves, and, exhausted with fatigue, sank
down in a swoon.

When Philip was recalled from his state of lethargy, his first feeling
was intense pain in his still-closed eyes, arising from having been many
hours exposed to the rays of an ardent sun. He opened them, but was
obliged to close them immediately, for the light entered into them like
the point of a knife. He turned over on his side, and covering them
with his hand remained some time in that position, until, by degrees, he
found that his eyesight was restored. He then rose, and, after a few
seconds, could distinguish the scene around him. The sea was still
rough, and tossed about in the surf fragments of the vessel; the whole
sand was strewed with her cargo and contents. Near him was the body of
Hillebrant, and the other bodies who were scattered on the beach told
him that those who had taken to the boat had all perished.

It was, by the height of the sun, about three o'clock in the afternoon,
as near as he could estimate; but Philip suffered such an oppression of
mind, he felt so wearied, and in such pain, that he took but a slight
survey. His brain was whirling, and all he demanded was repose. He
walked away from the scene of destruction, and having found a sand-hill,
behind which he was defended from the burning rays of the sun, he again
lay down, and sank into a deep sleep, from which he did not wake until
the ensuing morning.

Philip was roused a second time by the sensation of something pricking
him on the chest. He started up, and beheld a figure standing over him.
His eyes were still feeble, and his vision indistinct; he rubbed them
for a time, f