of the line up the shelving cliff and fixed it. Within ten minutes
the cradle was run out, and within twenty the first man came swinging
shoreward.

Four men were brought ashore alive, the captain last. The rest of
the crew of six lay on the sands with Mr. Raymond kneeling beside
them. He had covered their faces, and now gave the order to lift
them into the carriage. Taffy noticed that he was obeyed without
demur or question. And there flashed on his memory a grey morning,
not unlike this one, when he had missed his father at breakfast:
"He had been called away suddenly," Humility explained, "and there
would be no lessons that day," and she kept the boy indoors all the
morning and busy with a netting-stitch he had been bothering her to
teach him.

"Father," he asked as they followed the cart, "does this often
happen?"

"Your mother hasn't thought it well for you to see these sights."

"Then it _has_ happened, often?"

"I have buried seventeen," said Mr. Raymond.

That afternoon he showed Taffy their graves. "I know the names of
all but two. The bodies have marks about them--tattooed, you know--
and that helps. And I write to their relatives or friends and
restore whatever small property may be found on them. I have often
wished to put up some gravestone, or a wooden cross at least, with
their names."

He went to his chest in the vestry and took out a book--a cheap
account book, ruled for figures. Taffy turned over the pages.

Nov. 3rd, 187-. Brig "James and Maria": J. D., fair-haired,
height 5 ft. 8 in., marked on chest with initials and cross
swords, tattooed, also anchor and coil of rope on right
fore-arm: large brown mole on right shoulder-blade.
Striped flannel drawers: otherwise naked: no property of any
kind.

Ditto. Grown man, age 40 or thereabouts: dark; iron grey beard:
lovers' knot tattooed on right forearm, with initials R. L.,
E. W., in the loops: clad in flannel shirt, guernsey, trousers
(blue sea-cloth), socks (heather-mixture), all unmarked.
Silver chain in pocket, with Freemason's token: a half-crown, a
florin, and fourpence--

And so on. On the opposite page were entered the full names and
details afterwards discovered, with notes of the Vicar's
correspondence, and position of the grave.

"They ought to have gravestones," said Mr. Raymond. "But as it is, I
can only get about thirty shillings for the funeral from