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 watch in stillness the event of the storm. He was chilled by the spray which dashed over him, and his soul was awed by the roaring of the winds and waters. He looked towards the east; the dawn was there, but it brightened not; and the dim grey light only shewed the white surges as they broke against the sides of the vessel. Sadoc felt as if alone in the midst of the sea, when the passing gust brought to his ear the voices of men, and told him that others also were struggling in fear. He rose, and attempting to stand firm while the stern was uplifted on the wave, he gazed in the direction whence the voices came. He saw nothing, and again sat down to wait for day; but as he turned, he beheld somewhat moving amidst the showers of spray. Garments fluttered in the blast, and a form like that of a man was shadowed forth to the eye of Sadoc. It glided not on the wind, nor was tossed like one who swims, but made for itself a path among the billows, which rolled aside at its approach, and in an instant closed again. It passed onwards, and disappeared. Sadoc leaned over the side of the vessel, and was well-nigh swallowed up by the surge, when a hand