[Willis the Pilot by Johanna Spyri]@TWC D-Link bookWillis the Pilot CHAPTER XX 22/22
The only question was, how long they might have to search before they succeeded; for they knew that there were plenty of small islands in these latitudes unencumbered by savages, and furnished with pools and springs of water. Night at length closed in upon them, and with it came a dense mist, that enveloped the _Mary_ as if in a triple veil of muslin. "Willis," inquired Jack, "what difference is there between a mist and a cloud ?" "None that I know of," replied the Pilot, "except that a cloud which we are in is mist, and mist that we are not in is a cloud.
And now, my lads," he added, "you may turn in, for I intend to take the first watch." Before turning in, however, all three joined in a short prayer.
The young men had not yet forgotten the pious precepts of their father. Prayer is beautiful everywhere, but nowhere is it so beautiful as on the open sea, with infinity above and an abyss beneath.
Then, when all is silent save the roar of the waves and the howling of the winds, it is sublime to hear the humble voice of the sailor murmuring, "Star of the night, pray for us!" That night the star of the night did pray for the three voyagers, for the rays of the moon burst through the darkness and the mist, and fell upon a long line of reefs under the lee of the pinnace.
Had they held on their course a few minutes longer, our story would have been ended..
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