Driving before the gale was a ship's boat, a rag of sail was set, and they could see figures on board.
"She is making in here!" the lieutenant exclaimed.

"Let us run down and signal to them to beach her at that level spot just in front of the village.

No doubt it is some ship's boat which came out to picnic at one of the villages near Balaklava, and they have been blown along the coast and have been unable to effect a landing." The boat's head was now turned towards shore, the sail lowered, and the oars got out.

So high was the sea already, that the spectators feared every moment she would be swamped, but she was well handled, and once in the little bay the water grew smoother, and she soon made her way to the spot where the officers were standing.

The latter were astonished when the men leaped out instantly, and, without a word, rushed at them, and in a moment both were levelled to the ground by blows of stretchers.