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Nearly
all
joined
in
singing
this
hymn
,
which
swelled
high
above
the
howling
of
the
storm
.
A
brief
pause
ensued
;
the
preacher
slowly
turned
over
the
leaves
of
the
Bible
,
and
at
last
,
folding
his
hand
down
upon
the
proper
page
,
said
:
"
Beloved
shipmates
,
clinch
the
last
verse
of
the
first
chapter
of
Jonah
--
'
And
God
had
prepared
a
great
fish
to
swallow
up
Jonah
.
'
"
"
Shipmates
,
this
book
,
containing
only
four
chapters
--
four
yarns
--
is
one
of
the
smallest
strands
in
the
mighty
cable
of
the
Scriptures
.
Yet
what
depths
of
the
soul
Jonah
's
deep
sealine
sound
!
what
a
pregnant
lesson
to
us
is
this
prophet
!
What
a
noble
thing
is
that
canticle
in
the
fish
's
belly
!
How
billow-like
and
boisterously
grand
!
We
feel
the
floods
surging
over
us
,
we
sound
with
him
to
the
kelpy
bottom
of
the
waters
;
sea-weed
and
all
the
slime
of
the
sea
is
about
us
!
But
what
is
this
lesson
that
the
book
of
Jonah
teaches
?
Shipmates
,
it
is
a
two-stranded
lesson
;
a
lesson
to
us
all
as
sinful
men
,
and
a
lesson
to
me
as
a
pilot
of
the
living
God
.
As
sinful
men
,
it
is
a
lesson
to
us
all
,
because
it
is
a
story
of
the
sin
,
hard-heartedness
,
suddenly
awakened
fears
,
the
swift
punishment
,
repentance
,
prayers
,
and
finally
the
deliverance
and
joy
of
Jonah
.
As
with
all
sinners
among
men
,
the
sin
of
this
son
of
Amittai
was
in
his
wilful
disobedience
of
the
command
of
God
--
never
mind
now
what
that
command
was
,
or
how
conveyed
--
which
he
found
a
hard
command
.
But
all
the
things
that
God
would
have
us
do
are
hard
for
us
to
do
--
remember
that
--
and
hence
,
he
oftener
commands
us
than
endeavors
to
persuade
.
And
if
we
obey
God
,
we
must
disobey
ourselves
;
and
it
is
in
this
disobeying
ourselves
,
wherein
the
hardness
of
obeying
God
consists
.
"
With
this
sin
of
disobedience
in
him
,
Jonah
still
further
flouts
at
God
,
by
seeking
to
flee
from
Him
.
He
thinks
that
a
ship
made
by
men
,
will
carry
him
into
countries
where
God
does
not
reign
but
only
the
Captains
of
this
earth
.
He
skulks
about
the
wharves
of
Joppa
,
and
seeks
a
ship
that
's
bound
for
Tarshish
.
There
lurks
,
perhaps
,
a
hitherto
unheeded
meaning
here
.
By
all
accounts
Tarshish
could
have
been
no
other
city
than
the
modern
Cadiz
.
That
's
the
opinion
of
learned
men
.
And
where
is
Cadiz
,
shipmates
?
Cadiz
is
in
Spain
;
as
far
by
water
,
from
Joppa
,
as
Jonah
could
possibly
have
sailed
in
those
ancient
days
,
when
the
Atlantic
was
an
almost
unknown
sea
.
Because
Joppa
,
the
modern
Jaffa
,
shipmates
,
is
on
the
most
easterly
coast
of
the
Mediterranean
,
the
Syrian
;
and
Tarshish
or
Cadiz
more
than
two
thousand
miles
to
the
westward
from
that
,
just
outside
the
Straits
of
Gibraltar
.
See
ye
not
then
,
shipmates
,
that
Jonah
sought
to
flee
worldwide
from
God
?
Miserable
man
!
Oh
!
most
contemptible
and
worthy
of
all
scorn
;
with
slouched
hat
and
guilty
eye
,
skulking
from
his
God
;
prowling
among
the
shipping
like
a
vile
burglar
hastening
to
cross
the
seas
.
So
disordered
,
self-condemning
in
his
look
,
that
had
there
been
policemen
in
those
days
,
Jonah
,
on
the
mere
suspicion
of
something
wrong
,
had
been
arrested
ere
he
touched
a
deck
.
How
plainly
he
's
a
fugitive
!
no
baggage
,
not
a
hat-box
,
valise
,
or
carpet-bag
--
no
friends
accompany
him
to
the
wharf
with
their
adieux
.
At
last
,
after
much
dodging
search
,
he
finds
the
Tarshish
ship
receiving
the
last
items
of
her
cargo
;
and
as
he
steps
on
board
to
see
its
Captain
in
the
cabin
,
all
the
sailors
for
the
moment
desist
from
hoisting
in
the
goods
,
to
mark
the
stranger
's
evil
eye
.
Jonah
sees
this
;
but
in
vain
he
tries
to
look
all
ease
and
confidence
;
in
vain
essays
his
wretched
smile
.
Strong
intuitions
of
the
man
assure
the
mariners
he
can
be
no
innocent
.
In
their
gamesome
but
still
serious
way
,
one
whispers
to
the
other
--
"
Jack
,
he
's
robbed
a
widow
;
"
or
,
"
Joe
,
do
you
mark
him
;
he
's
a
bigamist
;
"
or
,
"
Harry
lad
,
I
guess
he
's
the
adulterer
that
broke
jail
in
old
Gomorrah
,
or
belike
,
one
of
the
missing
murderers
from
Sodom
.
"
Another
runs
to
read
the
bill
that
's
stuck
against
the
spile
upon
the
wharf
to
which
the
ship
is
moored
,
offering
five
hundred
gold
coins
for
the
apprenhension
of
a
parricide
,
and
containing
a
description
of
his
person
.
He
reads
,
and
looks
from
Jonah
to
the
bill
;
while
all
his
sympathetic
shipmates
now
crowd
round
Jonah
,
prepared
to
lay
their
hands
upon
him
.
Frightened
Jonah
trembles
.
and
summoning
all
his
boldness
to
his
face
,
only
looks
so
much
the
more
a
coward
.
He
will
not
confess
himself
suspected
;
but
that
itself
is
strong
suspicion
.
So
he
makes
the
best
of
it
;
and
when
the
sailors
find
him
not
to
be
the
man
that
is
advertised
,
they
let
him
pass
,
and
he
descends
into
the
cabin
.
"
'
Who
's
there
?
'
cries
the
Captain
at
his
busy
desk
,
hurriedly
making
out
his
papers
for
the
Customs
--
'
Who
's
there
?
'
Oh
!
how
that
harmless
question
mangles
Jonah
!
For
the
instant
he
almost
turns
to
flee
again
.
But
he
rallies
.
'
I
seek
a
passage
in
this
ship
to
Tarshish
;
how
soon
sail
ye
,
sir
?
'
Thus
far
the
busy
Captain
had
not
looked
up
to
Jonah
,
though
the
man
now
stands
before
him
;
but
no
sooner
does
he
hear
that
hollow
voice
,
than
he
darts
a
scrutinizing
glance
.
'
We
sail
with
the
next
coming
tide
,
'
at
last
he
slowly
answered
,
still
intently
eyeing
him
.
'
No
sooner
,
sir
?
'
--
'
Soon
enough
for
any
honest
man
that
goes
a
passenger
.
'
Ha
!
Jonah
,
that
's
another
stab
.
But
he
swiftly
calls
away
the
Captain
from
that
scent
.
'
I
'll
sail
with
ye
,
'
--
he
says
--
'
the
passage
money
how
much
is
that
?
--
I
'll
pay
now
.
'
For
it
is
particularly
written
,
shipmates
,
as
if
it
were
a
thing
not
to
be
overlooked
in
this
history
,
'
that
he
paid
the
fare
thereof
'
ere
the
craft
did
sail
.
And
taken
with
the
context
,
this
is
full
of
meaning
.
"
Now
Jonah
's
Captain
,
shipmates
,
was
one
whose
discernment
detects
crime
in
any
,
but
whose
cupidity
exposes
it
only
in
the
penniless
.
In
this
world
,
shipmates
,
sin
that
pays
its
way
can
travel
freely
and
without
a
passport
;
whereas
Virtue
,
if
a
pauper
,
is
stopped
at
all
frontiers
.
So
Jonah
's
Captain
prepares
to
test
the
length
of
Jonah
's
purse
,
ere
he
judge
him
openly
.
He
charges
him
thrice
the
usual
sum
;
and
it
's
assented
to
.
Then
the
Captain
knows
that
Jonah
is
a
fugitive
;
but
at
the
same
time
resolves
to
help
a
flight
that
paves
its
rear
with
gold
.
Yet
when
Jonah
fairly
takes
out
his
purse
,
prudent
suspicions
still
molest
the
Captain
.
He
rings
every
coin
to
find
a
counterfeit
.
Not
a
forger
,
any
way
,
he
mutters
;
and
Jonah
is
put
down
for
his
passage
.
'
Point
out
my
state-room
,
Sir
,
'
says
Jonah
now
,
'
I
'm
travel-weary
;
I
need
sleep
.
'
'
Thou
lookest
like
it
,
'
says
the
Captain
,
'
there
's
thy
room
.
'
Jonah
enters
,
and
would
lock
the
door
,
but
the
lock
contains
no
key
.
Hearing
him
foolishly
fumbling
there
,
the
Captain
laughs
lowly
to
himself
,
and
mutters
something
about
the
doors
of
convicts
'
cells
being
never
allowed
to
be
locked
within
.
All
dressed
and
dusty
as
he
is
,
Jonah
throws
himself
into
his
berth
,
and
finds
the
little
state-room
ceiling
almost
resting
on
his
forehead
.
The
air
is
close
,
and
Jonah
gasps
.
Then
,
in
that
contracted
hole
,
sunk
,
too
,
beneath
the
ship
's
water-line
,
Jonah
feels
the
heralding
presentiment
of
that
stifling
hour
,
when
the
whale
shall
hold
him
in
the
smallest
of
his
bowels
'
wards
.
"
Screwed
at
its
axis
against
the
side
,
a
swinging
lamp
slightly
oscillates
in
Jonah
's
room
;
and
the
ship
,
heeling
over
towards
the
wharf
with
the
weight
of
the
last
bales
received
,
the
lamp
,
flame
and
all
,
though
in
slight
motion
,
still
maintains
a
permanent
obliquity
with
reference
to
the
room
;
though
,
in
truth
,
infallibly
straight
itself
,
it
but
made
obvious
the
false
,
lying
levels
among
which
it
hung
.
The
lamp
alarms
and
frightens
Jonah
;
as
lying
in
his
berth
his
tormented
eyes
roll
round
the
place
,
and
this
thus
far
successful
fugitive
finds
no
refuge
for
his
restless
glance
.
But
that
contradiction
in
the
lamp
more
and
more
appals
him
.
The
floor
,
the
ceiling
,
and
the
side
,
are
all
awry
.
'
Oh
!
so
my
conscience
hangs
in
me
!
'
he
groans
,
'
straight
upwards
,
so
it
burns
;
but
the
chambers
of
my
soul
are
all
in
crookedness
!
'
"
Like
one
who
after
a
night
of
drunken
revelry
hies
to
his
bed
,
still
reeling
,
but
with
conscience
yet
pricking
him
,
as
the
plungings
of
the
Roman
race-horse
but
so
much
the
more
strike
his
steel
tags
into
him
;
