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taken。 Now that   I was   aware of his failing;   I was very sorry  for the   old 

sailor; for on such a coast and in such a climate there was only one end to 

it; and although I could not actually prevent him from taking the liquor; I 



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resolved to watch him; and if such symptoms as I had seen before again 

appeared; to tell Mr。 Bransome of them at all hazards。 But I was too late to 

prevent what speedily followed my discovery。 It had come about that the 

same     mail…    steamer    that   had   brought    out   Mr。   Bransome       had   again 

anchored off the Point; and again the weather was coarse and lowering。 A 

stiff breeze had blown for some days; which made the rollers worse than 

they had been for a long while。 Both Mr。 Bransome and Jackson watched 

the   weather   with   eager   looks;   but   each   was   differently   affected   by   it。 

Bransome appeared to be anxious and nervous; while Jackson was excited; 

and paced up and down the veranda; and kept; strange to say; for it was 

contrary to his late habit; a watch upon Bransome's every movement。 

     Every   now   and   then;   too;   he   would   rub   his   hands   together   as   if   in 

eager expectation; and would chuckle   to himself as he glanced   seaward。 

Of his own accord he gave orders to Sooka to get both the surf…boats ready 

for launching; and to make the boys put on their newest loin… cloths; and 

then;   when   everything   was   in   readiness;   he   asked   Bransome   if   he   was 

going off to the steamer。         〃I fear I must;〃 said Bransome; 〃but II don't 

like the look of those cursed rollers。〃 

     At   this   Jackson   laughed;   and   said   something   about   〃being   afraid   of 

very little。〃 

     〃The beach is perfectly good;〃 he added; 〃Sooka knows; and Sooka is 

the oldest patrao on the Point。〃 

     And Sooka; who was standing by; made a low obeisance to the agent; 

and said that 〃the beach lived for well;〃 which was his way of expressing 

in English that the sea was not heavy。 

     At   that   moment   a   gun   was   fired   from   the   steamer   as   a   signal   to   be 

quick;  and   Bransome   said;   〃I   will   go;   but   not   in   that   black   blackguard's 

boat; it need not come;〃 and he went down to the beach。 

     It was one of Jackson's rules that when a boat went through the surf 

there should be some one to watch it; so I walked to the end of the Point to 

see the agent put off。 He got away safely; and I; seeing Sooka's boat lying 

on the beach; and thinking that it would be as well to have it hauled up 

under the boat…shed; was on the point of returning to the factory to give 

the necessary order; when; to my surprise; I saw the boat's crew rush down 



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the beach to the boat and begin to push it toward the sea。 

     I waved my arms as a signal to them to stop; but they paid no attention 

to me; and I saw them run the boat into the water; jump into her; and pull 

off; all singing a song to their stroke in their own language; the sound of 

which came faintly up to the top of the Point。 〃Stupid fellows!〃 I muttered 

to myself; 〃they might have known that the boat was not wanted;〃 and I 

was again about to turn away; when I was suddenly seized from behind; 

and carried to the very edge of the cliff; and then as suddenly released。 

     I  sprang   to   one side;  and turning   round   saw  Jackson;  with   a  look   of 

such savage fury on his face that I retreated a step or two in astonishment 

at him。 He perceived my alarm; and burst out into a fit of laughter; which; 

instead of reassuring me; had the opposite effect; it was so demoniacal in 

character。     〃Ha!     ha!〃   he   laughed      again;   〃are    you    frightened?〃     and 

advancing toward me; he put his face close to mine; peering into it with 

bloodshot      eyes;   while    his  breath;    reeking    of  spirits;   poured    into   my 

nostrils。 

     Involuntarily  I   put   up   my   arm   to   keep   him   off。   He   clutched   it;   and; 

pointing with his other hand to the sea; whispered hoarsely; 〃What do you 

hear of the surf? Will the breakers be heavier before sundown? See how 

they   begin   to   curve!   Listen   how   they   already   thunder;   thunder;   on   the 

beach! I tell you they are impatientthey seek some one;〃 he shouted。 〃Do 

you know;〃 he continued; lowering his voice again; and speaking almost 

confidentially; 〃sooner or later some one is drowned upon that bar?〃 And 

even as he spoke a fresh line of breakers arose from the deep; farther out 

than   any   had   been   before。   This   much   I   observed;   but   I   was   too   greatly 

unnerved by the strange manner of Jackson to pay further heed to the sea。 

It   had   flashed   across   my   mind   that   he   was   on   the   verge   of   an   attack   of 

delirium tremens; from the effects of the liquor he had been consuming for 

so long; and the problem was to get him back to the house quietly。 

     Suddenly  a  thought   struck   me。  Putting   my  arm  within   his;  I said;   as 

coolly as I could; 〃Never mind the sea; Jackson; let us have a /matabicho/〃 

(our   local   expression   for   a   〃drink〃)。   He   took   the   bait;   and   came   away 

quietly   enough   to   the   house。   Once   there;   I   enticed   him   into   the   dining… 

room; and shutting to the door quickly; I locked it on the outside; resolving 



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to   keep   him   there   until   Mr。   Bransome   should   return;   for;   being   alone;   I 

was afraid of him。 

     Then I went back to the end of the Point to look for the return of the 

two boats。 When I reached it I saw that the rollers had increased in size in 

the   short   time   that   I   had   been   absent;   and   that   they   were   breaking;   one 

after another; as fast as they could come shoreward; not pygmy waves; but 

great walls of water along their huge length before they fell。 

     A surf such as I had never yet seen had arisen。 I stood and anxiously 

watched through a glass the boats at the steamer's side; and at length; to 

my relief; I saw one of them leave her; but as it came near I saw; to my 

surprise; that Mr。 Bransome was not in the boat; and that it was not the one 

that Sooka steered。 Quickly it was overtaken by the breakers; but escaped 

their power; and came inshore on the back of a majestic roller that did not 

break until it was close to the beach; where the boat was in safety。 

     Not    without     vague    apprehension      at   his  imprudence;      but   still  not 

anticipating   any   actual   harm   from   it;   I   thought   that   Mr。   Bransome   had 

chosen to come back in Sooka's boat; and I waited and waited to see /it/ 

return;   although   the   daylight   had   now   so   waned   that   I   could   no   longer 

distinguish what was going on alongside the steamer。 At last I caught sight 

of the boat; a white speck upon the waters; and; just as it entered upon the 

dangerous part of the bar; I discerned to my infinite amazement; that two 

figures were seated in the sterna man and a womana white woman; I 

could     see   her  dress   fluttering    in  the   wind;   and    Sooka's    black   figure 

standing behind her。 

     On came the boat; impelled by the swift…flowing seas; for a quarter of 

an hour it was tossed on the crests of the waves。 Again and again it rose 

and   sank   with   them   as   they   came   rolling   in;   but   somehow;   after   a   little 

further   time;   it   seemed   to   me   that   it   did   not   make   such   way  toward   the 

shore as it should have done。 

     I   lifted   the   glass   to   my   eyes;   and   I   saw   that   the   boys   were   hardly 

pulling at all; though the boat was not close to the rocks that were near the 

cliff。 Nor did Sooka seem to be conscious of a huge roller that was swiftly 

approaching him。 In my excitement I was just on the point of shouting to 

warn those in the boat of their danger; although I knew that they could not 



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understand what I might say; when I saw Jackson standing on the edge of 

the   cliff;   a   little   way   off;   dressed   in   his   shirt   and   trousers   only。   He   had 

escaped from the house! He perceived that I saw him; and came running 

up on me; and I threw myself on my guard。 However; he did not attempt to 

touch me; but stopped and cried: 

     〃Did I not tell you that somebody would be drowned by those waves? 

Watch that boat! watc

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