Every boy has a kite--one more link between Holland and China.
I climbed the lighthouse at The Helder just before the lamp was lit.

It was an impressive ceremony.

The captain and his men stood all ready, the captain watching the sun as it sunk on the horizon.

At the instant it disappeared he gave the word, and at one stride came the light.

I chanced at the moment to be standing between the lantern and the sea, and I was asked to move with an earnestness of entreaty in which the safety of a whole navy seemed to be involved.