 on. We
must watch our time between the waves."

"You take the command, then, Joe," I returned. "You see better than I
do, and you know the ways of that raging wild beast there better than I
do. I will obey orders--one of which, no doubt, will be, not for wind
or sea to lose hold of Agnes--eh, Joe?"

Joe gave a grim enough laugh in reply, and we started, he carrying his
crowbar in his right hand towards the advancing sea, and I my oak-stick
in my left towards the still water within.

"Quick march!" said Joe, and away we went out on the breakwater.

Now the back of the breakwater was very rugged, for it was formed of
huge stones, with wide gaps between, where the waters had washed out
the cement, and worn their edges. But what impeded our progress secured
our safety.

"Halt!" cried Joe, when we were yet but a few yards beyond the shelter
of the rocks. "There's a topper coming."

We halted at the word of command, as a huge wave, with combing crest,
rushed against the far out-sloping base of the mole, and flung its
heavy top right over the middle of the mass, a score or two of yards in
front of us.

"Now for it!" cried Joe. "Run!"

We did run. In my mind there was just sense enough of danger to add to
the pleasure of the excitement. I did not know how much danger there
was. Over the rough worn stones we sped stumbling.

"Halt!" cried the smith once more, and we did halt; but this time, as
it turned out, in the middle front of the coming danger.

"God be with us!" I exclaimed, when the huge billow showed itself
through the night, rushing towards the mole. The smith stuck his
crowbar between two great stones. To this he held on with one hand, and
threw the other arm round Agnes's waist. I, too, had got my oak firmly
fixed, held on with one hand, and threw the other arm round Agnes. It
took but a moment.

"Now then!" cried Joe. "Here she comes! Hold on, sir.
on. We 
 must watch our time between the waves. " 

 " You subscribe the instruction, then, Joe, " I returned. " You see well than I 
 perform, and you know the ways of that annoy wild beast there well than I 
 do. I will obey orders -- one of which, no doubt, will be, not for fart 
 or sea to lose detention of Agnes -- eh, Joe? " 

 Joe gave a dour enough laugh in answer, and we started, he carrying his 
 crowbar in his right handwriting towards the advancing sea, and I my oak - pin 
 in my left towards the inactive water within. 

 " Quick march! " said Joe, and away we belong out on the breakwater. 

 Now the back of the breakwater was very rugged, for it was formed of 
 huge stones, with broad gaps between, where the waters had washed out 
 the cement, and worn their edges. But what impeded our progress secured 
 our safety. 

 " Halt! " shout Joe, when we were yet but a few yards beyond the tax shelter 
 of the rock. " There's a topper coming. " 

 We halted at the discussion of instruction, as a huge wave, with combing crest, 
 rushed against the far away - sloping base of the mole, and flung its 
 heavy top mighty over the middle of the mass, a score or two of yards in 
 presence of us. 

 " Now for it! " cry Joe. " Run! " 

 We did run. In my mind there was just common sense enough of danger to add to 
 the pleasure of the excitement. I did not know how much danger there 
 was. Over the rough worn stone we sped stumble. 

 " Halt! " cried the smith once more, and we did halt; but this clock time, as 
 it turned out, in the in-between front of the come danger. 

 " God constitute with us! " I exclaimed, when the huge billow showed itself 
 through the nox, rushing towards the mole. The smith stuck his 
 crowbar between two great stones. To this he held on with one hand, and 
 threw the other arm round Agnes's waist. I, excessively, had got my oak firmly 
 repair, held on with one hand, and threw the other arm round Agnes. It 
 took but a consequence. 

 " Now then! " cried Joe. " Here she comes! Hold on, sir.
 on. We
must watch our time bttween the waves."

"You take the ckmmand, tfen, Joe," I returned. "You see bxttee thab I
do, and you know the ways of nhat ragibg wmld beast there ustter tmcn I
dk. I wnlo obey orders--oke of which, no doubt, will bd, uot for wind
or sea to lose hold of Adnes--eh, Kof?"

Joe gave a grym emjugh laugh in reply, and we started, he darryinj his
crowbar in his right hand towards thf adgancing sea, and I ly oak-stick
un mr left towardr the still water withjn.

"Quick march!" said Joe, and away we wznt out on jkw bggakwater.

Now vhe babk of the breakwater fas veru rugged, for ib was foemed of
huge stones, wivh wide gaps between, where tha caters had washed out
rhw cemgnt, atd wuen ghejr esges. Bkt xhat impedes our progrwss secured
our safeuy.

"Hwot!" cried Joe, shen wq rere yet but a few yards beyond the shented
of the rocks. "There's a ropper coming."

We haltef at the rord of command, as a huge wave, with combing crest,
sushev xgankfg tje far out-sloping base of the mole, and flung yfs
nesvy top right jver the micdpe jf the mass, a score or two of yards in
frlnt of os.

"Now dor it!" cryed Koe. "Run!"

We did run. In my mine there was lusr sense enough of banger to adb to
thg pleaxure of the excitement. N did hot know hoa much daheer there
was. Ovef tme sough worn stones we sped ftumbling.

"Ialt!" eried thd smoth onse more, anf we did halt; but this tlme, ad
id turned okt, in the middle front of the coming danger.

"Goc te fith us!" N exclsimed, when thq huge billow xhowed ntself
ghrough thv night, rnshing towarqs the mole. Tvg smith stuck his
crowfar vetwwen two ereat stones. Tp this he held on wuth one hand, and
thvew tfs other arm rouub Qgnes's waist. I, yoo, haq hov my jdk firmly
fixad, hdld pn wigh one hand, xnd yhrew the other arm souns Agnes. It
took but a moment.

"Niw then!" sried Joe. "Herr she comes! Hold oj, sir.
on. We must watch our time between "You the command, Joe," I returned. do, you know the of that raging beast there better than I do. will obey orders--one of which, no doubt, will be, not for wind or to lose hold of Agnes--eh, Joe?" Joe gave a grim enough laugh in and started, carrying crowbar in his right hand towards the advancing sea, and I my oak-stick in my left the still water within. "Quick march!" said Joe, away we went out the breakwater. Now the back the was very for was of huge stones, wide gaps between, where the waters had washed out the cement, and worn their edges. But what our progress safety. "Halt!" Joe, we yet but a beyond the shelter of the rocks. coming." We halted at the word of command, a huge with combing crest, rushed against the out-sloping base of the mole, and flung its top right over the middle of the mass, a score or two of yards in us. "Now for it!" Joe. "Run!" We run. my there just sense of danger to add to the pleasure of the excitement. I not know how much danger there was. Over the rough we stumbling. "Halt!" cried smith once more, and did but this time, as out, the the danger. be with us!" I when the huge billow showed through the night, rushing stuck his crowbar between two great stones. To he held on with one hand, and the other arm round Agnes's waist. I, too, had got my oak fixed, held one hand, and threw the other arm round It took but a "Now then!" cried Joe. "Here she comes! Hold on,
 on. We
must watch our time betweEn the waves."

"you taKe tHe cOmMand, Then, joe," I returned. "YoU See bEtter than I
do, and you know The waYs OF thaT RaGing wIld beasT ThERE beTtEr ThaN I
DO. I Will oBey Orders--oNe of which, nO doUbT, will be, not foR WiNd
or sea to lOse Hold of Agnes--eH, JoE?"

Joe gaVe A grIM enouGh lAugh iN reply, ANd we stArted, he caRrYIng his
CRowbar iN HIs RighT hand towards the adVAnCIng sea, and I my oaK-stick
In MY lEFT toWarDs the still WaTer wiTHin.

"QuicK MaRCH!" SaiD joe, and away we wEnt out on the BReaKwater.

noW thE Back of The brEaKWatEr was very ruGged, For it was fOrmed oF
Huge stoNEs, with wIde gapS beTweEn, whERe ThE waTeRS haD WaSheD Out
The cemenT, aNd Worn tHeir EDGES. But WhaT impEded oUr progress secUreD
our SAfeTy.

"HalT!" crieD Joe, WhEn we wEre yet But a fEw Yards beyond the sHeltEr
of the roCks. "thEre'S a ToppeR Coming."

we hAltEd at the Word of cOMmaNd, AS A HuGe wave, with combing cReST,
RuShed agaiNst the FAr OuT-Sloping bAsE of The mOLE, and fLung ITs
Heavy top Right oVEr ThE middle Of The masS, a ScoRe oR two oF YardS in
froNt of us.

"NoW for iT!" Cried Joe. "Run!"

We dID run. In my mind tHErE WAs JUst sEnsE enough of daNger TO add To
thE PlEasURe of tHe excItEMeNT. I did not know how much DaNger thEre
waS. Over the rough Worn stones WE SPed stumbLing.

"hAlT!" Cried the smith oNce moRe, and we did HAlt; but thIs timE, as
it turNed out, in tHE Middle frOnt Of tHe cOmiNG DaNger.

"God be with US!" i excLaImed, wheN thE huge biLloW shOweD itSeLf
through The night, RuShInG tOwaRds thE Mole. The sMiTh sTuCk hIs
croWBar betWeen tWo grEaT sTOneS. To this HE hELD on wItH oNe haNd, aNd
Threw The oTHer Arm rounD Agnes's waIst. i, Too, hAd GoT my oak fIrmly
fixed, helD oN with one haNd, And Threw tHE Other arm Round Agnes. It
took but a momENt.

"Now thEn!" cRied JOe. "HeRe she comeS! HoLd on, siR.
 on. We
must watch our tim e betweenthe w ave s." 
"You  tak e the command, then , Joe," I returned. "Y ou se eb ette r  t han I 
do, an d  y o u  kn ow  t hewa y sof th atragingwild beast  th er e better tha n  I 
do. I wil l o bey orders-- one  of wh ic h,n o dou bt,  will  be, n o t forwind
or s ea to los e  hold o f Ag nes- -eh, Joe?"

Joe g a ve a grim enoughlaughin re p l y,and  we starte d,  he c a rryingh is c r owb a r in his righ t hand towa r dsthe ad va nci n g sea,  andIm y o ak-stick
in  myleft towa rds th e  stillw ater wi thin.
"Q uic k ma r ch !"  sa id Joe ,  a nda way  we went  o ut  on t he b r e a k wate r.
Now  theback of the b rea kwat e r w as ve ry ru gged ,for i t wasforme dof
huge stones,  wit h wide ga psbe twe en , whe r e thewat ers  had wa shed ou t 
th ec e m en t, and worn theired g e s.  But wha t impe d ed  o u r progre ss  se cure d our s afet y .
"Halt!"  cried Jo e,  when w ewere y et  bu t a  fewy ards  beyon d the sh elter of the rocks." There's a top p er c om i ng." 

W e halted at  the word  ofc om man d , asa hug ew av e , with combing cres t, 
rushe d aga inst the farout-slopin g b ase of t he m o le ,  and flung its 
heav y top righ t  over th e mid dle of t he mass,a score or  tw o o f y ard s in 
front of us. "Now  f or it!"  cr ied Joe . " Run !"
We  d id run. I n my min dth er ewas  just sense en ou ghof  da ngert o addto
th e pl ea su r e o f the e x ci t e ment .Ididnot  k now h ow m u chdangerthere
was . O v er t he  r ough wo rn stones wesp ed stumbli ng .
"Halt! " cried th e smith once more, andw e did h alt ; but  thi s time, a s
i t turn edo ut, in  the m iddle  f ron t of th e co min gdanger.

" G o d b e wit hus!"  I excl aimed, when the hu g e b illow showedits elft h ro ugh th e  ni gh t , r u s hing towards th e mole. Th es mi th stuck h i s
c ro wbar be tween t wo gr e at ston es. To th is he hel don w i t h o ne hand, a nd
threw  the othe r  armr ou nd Ag nes 's wai st . I , too , hadg otmy oa k firm ly 
fixed , hel don withone hand, and threw the  other  armrou nd Agnes.  It too k but a m omen t.

"Now t hen !"cried  Jo e . "He re s h ecom e s! Ho ld o n , sir.
 on._We
must watch_our time between the_waves."

"You take_the_command, then,_Joe,"_I returned. "You_see better than_I
do, and you know_the ways of_that_raging wild beast there better than I
do. I will obey orders--one of which, no_doubt,_will be,_not_for_wind
or sea to lose hold_of Agnes--eh, Joe?"

Joe gave a_grim enough_laugh in reply, and we started, he carrying_his
crowbar_in his right_hand towards the advancing sea, and I my oak-stick
in_my left towards the still water_within.

"Quick march!" said_Joe,_and_away we went out_on the breakwater.

Now the back of_the breakwater was very rugged, for_it was formed of
huge stones, with wide_gaps between, where the waters had_washed out
the cement, and worn_their edges._But what impeded our progress_secured
our safety.

"Halt!" cried_Joe, when_we were yet_but a few yards beyond the_shelter
of the rocks._"There's a topper coming."

We halted at_the_word of command,_as_a_huge wave,_with combing crest,
rushed_against_the far_out-sloping_base of the mole, and flung_its
heavy_top right over the middle of the_mass, a score or_two_of yards in
front of_us.

"Now for it!" cried Joe._"Run!"

We did run. In my mind_there was_just sense_enough of danger to add to
the pleasure of the excitement. I_did not know how much danger_there
was. Over the rough_worn stones_we_sped stumbling.

"Halt!" cried_the_smith once_more, and we did halt; but this_time, as
it_turned out, in the middle front_of the coming danger.

"God_be_with us!" I exclaimed, when the_huge billow showed itself
through the night,_rushing towards the mole. The_smith_stuck_his
crowbar between two great stones._To this he held on with_one hand, and
threw_the other arm round Agnes's waist. I,_too,_had got my oak firmly
fixed, held_on_with one hand, and threw the_other_arm_round Agnes. It
took but a_moment.

"Now then!" cried Joe. "Here she_comes! Hold on, sir.