Cast away in the cold : an old man's story of a young man's adventures, as related by Captain John Hardy, mariner . ne, or, as Isoon found out, a boy, — the cabin-boy of the ship, a light,pale-faced lad, and only fourteen years old. The boy was evi-dently fast in some way among the rigging, and had beentrying to free himself As I came closer, I observed that he wasentirely quiet, and had sunk out of view. Quick as thought Imounted up into the wreck, and then I saw the boy with arope tangled round his leg, and lying quite insensible. Under-neath him another man was lying, much mutilated, and ev
Cast away in the cold : an old man's story of a young man's adventures, as related by Captain John Hardy, mariner . ne, or, as Isoon found out, a boy, — the cabin-boy of the ship, a light,pale-faced lad, and only fourteen years old. The boy was evi-dently fast in some way among the rigging, and had beentrying to free himself As I came closer, I observed that he wasentirely quiet, and had sunk out of view. Quick as thought Imounted up into the wreck, and then I saw the boy with arope tangled round his leg, and lying quite insensible. Under-neath him another man was lying, much mutilated, and evi-dently quite dead. As I was mounting up, a wave washed inunder the wreck, but I escaped with only a little spray flying3* 58 CAST AWAY IN THE COLD. over me, which, however, did not wet me much. It was butthe work of a moment to whip out my knife, which I carriedin a belt, Hke every other sailor, and cut the rope which boundthe boy down, and which he had tried in vain to loosen. Af-ter this I had no further difficulty, and, seizing the boy aroundthe waist with one arm (he was very light even for his years),. Rescued from the Wreck. I clambered out of the wreck to the ice without getting muchmore water upon me, and, hurrying off, did not stop until I hadjumped with my burden across several cracks, and ran acrossseveral pieces of ice, reaching a place of present safety on theunbroken or fast ice. Here I laid down my insensible burden, CAST AWAY IN THE COLD. 59 all dripping with the cold water, and in a state of great anxietyI bent over the boy. At first I thought that he was dead, butit was soon clear that this was not the case, for he was breath-ing, although slowly, yet freely. Out from his wet hair alittle blood was oozing, and upon examining the spot I foundthat there was a bad bruise there, and that the skin was bro-ken, though there was not a serious cut. This was clearly thecause of his present unconsciousness, as his breathing seemedconclusively to show that he had man
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