The Lighthouse by R. M. (Robert Michael) Ballantyne
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page 91 of 352 (25%)
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Soon the bellows were set up; the fire was kindled, and the ring of the anvil heard; but poor Dove and Ruby had little pleasure in their work that day; for the wind blew the smoke and sparks about their faces, and occasionally a higher wave than ordinary sent the spray flying round them, to the detriment of their fire. Nevertheless they plied the hammer and bellows unceasingly. The other men went about their work with similar disregard of the fury of the elements and the wet condition of their garments. CHAPTER X THE RISING OF THE TIDE--A NARROW ESCAPE The portion of the work that Mr. Stevenson was now most anxious to get advanced was the beacon. The necessity of having an erection of this kind was very obvious, for, in the event of anything happening to the boats, there would be no refuge for the men to fly to; and the tide would probably sweep them all away before their danger could be known, or assistance sent from the attendant vessels. Every man felt that his personal safety might depend on the beacon during some period of the work. The energies of all, therefore, were turned to the preliminary arrangements for its erection. As the beacon would require to withstand the utmost fury of the |
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