We watched eagerly.  A light was observed dancing over the seas.  Again we cried out.  How cheery struck those sounds on our ears, which we had thought would never hear the human voice again.  In less than five minutes a whale-boat dashed up to us, with old Surley in her bow, and at her stern sat Cousin Silas.  We were saved! and before we could speak, we sank down on our knees, to return thanks to Him whose right arm had preserved us.  A few words served to tell us how Cousin Silas had reached the shore a little way above the station, with old Surley as his companion; how kindly he had been received, and how promptly every one rushed to man the boats to hasten to our rescue.