rock, she was driven off again, and I saw no more of her."

Captain Adair was cheered up by Saint Maur's remarks. No sooner had the
first streak of dawn appeared in the sky, than he roused up all hands,
and the boats, which had been hoisted up, were lowered and immediately
loaded with the stores which had been got ready the previous night. The
other boats came off from the shore, and now as fast as they could load
and unload they passed backwards and forwards between the harbour and
the ship. To save the long pull, Captain Adair determined, by Saint
Maur's advice, to carry her closer in. Steam was got up, and the anchor
being hove from the bottom, she stood towards the shore.

As the day advanced the wind, hitherto coming off the land, shifted and
began to blow much stronger than before, while a white line of surf
formed across the mouth of the harbour. The boats, however, continued
to pass through it, although not without risk of being swamped, while
their crews on each occasion got their jackets well wetted. No one
thought of that or any other danger or inconvenience. Their great
object was to land stores and provisions sufficient to last them as many
weeks or months, it might be, as they were to stay there, for all well
knew that the old ship must go to the bottom or be knocked to pieces,
unless run safely over the bar and beached inside the harbour. She had
still a good store of coals on board. This was sacked and sent on
shore, a small quantity only remaining, little above what was required
to carry the ship over the bar. Night put an end to their labours.
Besides the marines, several officers and men had been landed. As on
the previous night, while part of the crew slept, the rest worked the
pumps and kept a look-out.

It had just gone one bell in the middle watch, when Tommy Pratt knocked
at the door of the captain's berth, and in a hurried tone exclaimed,
"The wind is blowing hard; dead on shore, sir. Mr Green says the ship
is drifting towards the land."

Adair sprang on deck. As he listened to the sound of the wild breakers
and watched the masses of foam which appeared through the darkness
leaping over the rocks, he saw that if the ship was drifting she must
very soon be dashed on the wild coast under her lee. He immediately
ordered steam to be got up. Small as was the amount of coal left on
board, it must be employed to get the ship out of danger, when she must
be carried to a safer anchorage