The mate, who had watched the rescue, now followed, and the captain, partially restored, insisted upon aiding him.
As the former neared the shore, the recoiling water baffled him.
Captain Hackett caught hold of him, but the undertow swept them both away, locked in each other's arms.

The brave woman plunged after them, and, with the strength of a giantess, bore them, clinging to each other, to the shore, and up to her fire.

The five sailors followed in succession, and were all rescued in the same way.
A few days after, Captain Hackett and his crew were taken off Long Point by a passing vessel; and Abigail Becker resumed her simple daily duties without dreaming that she had done anything extraordinary enough to win for her the world's notice.

In her struggle every day for food and warmth for her children, she had no leisure for the indulgence of self- congratulation.

Like the woman of Scripture, she had only "done what she could," in the terrible exigency that had broken the dreary monotony of her life.
It so chanced, however, that a gentleman from Buffalo, E.P.Dorr, who had, in his early days, commanded a vessel on the lake, found himself, shortly after, at a small port on the Canada shore, not far from Long Point Island.