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St. Nicholas (serial) (1873) (14774656764)


St. Nicholas (serial) (1873) (14774656764)



Identifier: stnicholasserial372dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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-tance would be easy. // the ship lasted! Itwould take three hours, Rasmus knew, to bringhelp. As he thought, a big comber curled inand around the doomed fragment of the wreck,and took off twenty feet. The hull sagged per-ceptibly as the wave returned, grinding and chew-ing the wreckage with a sullen, swishing snarl. Rasmus wasted no time in decisions; nor inthoughts either. He went to work. First he re-moved his oilskins and his boots, and threw them he saw an opportunity. Right into the hardly fin-ished breaker of an unusually big wave heplunged, being carried out with the water andregaining his feet with difficulty as the waterleft him. The beach was steep here, the waterten feet deep about the hull one moment, shallowthe next. Every ounce of his strength wasneeded, every intuition of balance in his body re-sponded to the wind and wave pressure, andsomeway, somehow, the boy kept his feet. Jump,jump! he yelled, as he came to the boat, anddown, almost in his arms, came a nearly naked
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LEANING AT A DECIDED ANGLE BACKWARD, RASMUS HAD NO DIFFICULTY IN GOING AHEAD. as high up the beach as he could. Then he tookoff most of his outer clothes. Watching hischance, he raced down the beach after a retreat-ing wave, close to the broken hull. Watch your chance, he shouted to the menabove him. One of you jump when I call —onlyone. Just in time, Rasmus ran back up thebeach, having a terrific struggle with the wavewhich swiftly caught him, and being immersedfor almost a minute before the water let him go.Breathing hard, and now excited beyond thoughtof fear or consequence, Rasmus waited. Soon figure. Noiv! cried Rasmus, and together theystruggled up the beach, the water boiling andhissing around them—the strong, lithe young fig-ure, splendid in its strength and health, and thenearly nude, entirely exhausted body of the sea-man, bloody and bruised, hindering far morethan he helped. One, counted Rasmus; and, scarce stoppingto take breath, dived back again for the nextman. What





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