illed with
anxiety about his son, and had hurried to the place to call him back,
when to his horror he found that the tide had already covered the only
way by which the dangerous place might be approached.

No sooner had he heard Hubert's answering cry than he rushed forward to
try and save him. But the next moment a great wave came rolling in and
dashed him upon the cliff. Terribly bruised, he clung to the cliff till
the surf fell back, and then ran on again.

He slipped over a rock and fell, but instantly regaining his feet he
advanced further, and in his haste fell into a hollow which was filled
with water.

Before he could emerge another wave was upon him. This one beat him
down, and it was only by clinging to the seaweed that he escaped being
sucked back by the retreating surge. Bold and frenzied though he was,
he had to start back from the fury of such an assault as this. He rushed
backward and waited.

His eyes searched wildly around. He noticed that the surf grew more
violent every moment, and every moment took away hope. But he would not
yield.

Once more he rushed forward. The waves rolled in, but he grasped the
rocks and withstood the surf, and still advanced. Another followed.
He bowed before it, and clinging to the rocks as before came forth
triumphant.

Already he was nearly halfway. He sprang upon a rock that rose above the
level of the seething flood, and stood for a moment panting and gasping.
But now a great wave came rolling in upon him. He fell on his knees and
clung to the seaweed.

The wave struck. It hurled him from the rock. He rolled over and over.
Blinded, bruised and half drowned, he felt himself dashed against the
cliff. He threw his arms wildly about, but found nothing which he could
seize. The retreating wave sucked him back. But a rock stayed him. This
he grasped and was saved.

Then, hastily scrambling to his feet, he staggered back to the place
from which he had started. Before he could get back another wave threw
him down, and this time he might have been drowned had not his brother
plunged in and dragged him out.

Of all this Hubert had seen nothing, and known nothing. He waited for
some time in silence, and then called. There was no answer. He called
again and again. But at that time his father was struggling with the
waves and did not hear him. At last, after what seemed an interminable
time, he heard once more his father's voice. He shouted back.

"Don't be afraid!" cr