While hesitatingly examining the
entrance a sea struck him. Another and another followed in quick
succession and nearly in a senseless state, he was hurled into a
little ravine. To save himself from the retreating wave he grasped a
piece of rock. The next moment he was struck by another sea that
sent him high up, and gaining his feet he rapidly reached a position in
which he was safe from the surging breakers. He discovered that
the cleft into which he was washed was the course of a fresh water creek
which flowed into the sea. After resting himself for a short time on the
rock, he examined his bag and found that it was all right. He then
commenced to ascend the cliffs and on reaching their top the force of
the gale almost blew him off his feet. He struck a signal light. This is
a light made of chemicals which burns with intense brilliancy.
Bracing himself against a rock he held it above his head. The flare lit
up the surrounding cliffs. While it was still burning he turned to
windward and looked down on the huge breakers that made the cliff on
which he stood tremble as they dashed in against it. While gazing
down on the mad water, he realized for the first time the terrible
danger he had passed through in safety and recognized in his escape,
the hand of the Great Pilot above.
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