I can see the lightship." Frank soon found that the wind was blowing too directly upon the long line of sands to enable him to make the lightship.

Already, far ahead, a gray light seemed to gleam up, marking where the sea was breaking over the dreaded shoal.
"I am afraid it is no use," he said.

"Now, boys, we had best, each of us, say our prayers to God, and prepare to die bravely, for I fear that there is no hope for us." There was silence in the boat for the next five minutes, as the boys sat with their heads bent down.

More than one choking sob might have been heard, had the wind lulled, as they thought of the dear ones at home.
Suddenly there was a flash of light ahead, and the boom of a gun directly afterwards came upon their ears.

Then a rocket soared up into the air.
"There is a vessel on the sands," Frank exclaimed.