Surely there would be no lights that night. “Have you forgotten your little girl?” But the only answer was the noise of the waters as they rose higher and higher, and the roar of the wind as it gave notice of the coming storm. “O father, hurry,” cried Mary, as though her father could hear her. By the time it was eight, the tide was nearly over the causeway only bits of rock here and there were above the water. The clock struck seven, and Mary still looked toward the beach but her father was not to be seen. When the clock in the little room struck six, she knew that the water would soon be over the causeway.Īn hour passed. Mary looked from a narrow window toward the shore, thinking it was time for her father to return. Ships may be wrecked, and sailors may be lost.” “There will be no one to light the lamps. “Oh, Mary, what will you do?” cried the father as he lay in the shed. They then left him in the charge of two men, while they ran back to the shore.
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It was in vain that he shouted for them to set him free they only mocked his distress. They quickly bound his hands and feet with ropes and carried him into a shed, where he had to lie until morning. As he drew near the road leading to the causeway, the wreckers rushed from their hiding place and threw him on the ground. Mary’s father had filled his basket, and prepared to return to the lighthouse. How cruel and wicked they were to seek the death of the ships’ crews! Ships filled with rich goods were expected to pass the point before the morning and these men knew if the light did not shine, the vessels would run upon the rocks and be wrecked. They planned to keep her father on the shore all night. The wicked men knew that a little girl was left alone in the lighthouse.
If a vessel was driven on the rocks by a storm, they rushed down-not to help the sailors, but to rob them, and to plunder the ship. Who were they? They were “wreckers” who lurked about the coast. Now there were some rough-looking men behind a rock, who were watching Mary’s father. Mary’s mother was dead, and although she was alone, her father had told the girl not to be afraid, for he would soon return. Waves dashed against the rocks, and the wind moaned around the tower. Night was coming on, and a storm was rising on the sea. The father intended to hasten home before the tide flowed over this path. This causeway was a path over the rocks and sands, which could be used only two or three hours in the day at other times, the waters rose and covered it. As he needed to buy some food, he crossed the causeway which led to the land. Mary’s father had trimmed the lamps, and they were ready for lighting when evening came. One afternoon Mary was in the lighthouse alone. Keep a good lookout and mind how you sail, or you will be lost.” The lighthouse seems to say: “Take care, sailors, for rocks and sands are here. The light of these lamps shines at night to guide ships on their way and to keep them from dangerous rocks and shoals. Mary’s father was the keeper of a lighthouse on the coast of England.
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