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"
And
what
will
you
do
,
"
said
he
,
"
if
it
comes
on
to
blow
a
storm
?
"
This
question
silenced
me
,
while
I
considered
what
I
should
do
in
such
a
case
.
At
length
I
laid
my
hand
on
his
arm
and
said
,
"
Bill
,
when
a
man
has
done
all
that
he
can
do
,
he
ought
to
leave
the
rest
to
God
.
"
"
Oh
Ralph
,
"
said
my
companion
in
a
faint
voice
,
looking
anxiously
into
my
face
,
"
I
wish
that
I
had
the
feelin
's
about
God
that
you
seem
to
have
,
at
this
hour
.
I
'm
dyin
'
,
Ralph
;
yet
I
,
who
have
braved
death
a
hundred
times
,
am
afraid
to
die
.
I
'm
afraid
to
enter
the
next
world
.
Something
within
tells
me
there
will
be
a
reckoning
when
I
go
there
.
But
it
's
all
over
with
me
,
Ralph
.
I
feel
that
there
's
no
chance
o
'
my
bein
'
saved
.
"
"
Do
n't
say
that
,
Bill
,
"
said
I
in
deep
compassion
;
"
do
n't
say
that
.
I
'm
quite
sure
there
's
hope
even
for
you
,
but
I
ca
n't
remember
the
words
of
the
Bible
that
make
me
think
so
.
Is
there
not
a
Bible
on
board
,
Bill
?
"
"
No
;
the
last
that
was
in
the
ship
belonged
to
a
poor
boy
that
was
taken
aboard
against
his
will
.
He
died
,
poor
lad
--
I
think
through
ill-treatment
and
fear
.
After
he
was
gone
,
the
captain
found
his
Bible
and
flung
it
overboard
.
"
I
now
reflected
,
with
great
sadness
and
self-reproach
,
on
the
way
in
which
I
had
neglected
my
Bible
,
and
it
flashed
across
me
that
I
was
actually
,
in
the
sight
of
God
,
a
greater
sinner
than
this
blood-stained
pirate
;
for
,
thought
I
,
he
tells
me
that
he
never
read
the
Bible
and
was
never
brought
up
to
care
for
it
,
whereas
I
was
carefully
taught
to
read
it
by
my
own
mother
,
and
had
read
it
daily
as
long
as
I
possessed
one
,
yet
to
so
little
purpose
that
I
could
not
now
call
to
mind
a
single
text
that
would
meet
this
poor
man
's
case
and
afford
him
the
consolation
he
so
much
required
.
I
was
much
distressed
,
and
taxed
my
memory
for
a
long
time
.
At
last
a
text
did
flash
into
my
mind
,
and
I
wondered
much
that
I
had
not
thought
of
it
before
.
"
Bill
,
"
said
I
in
a
low
voice
,
"
'
Believe
on
the
Lord
Jesus
Christ
,
and
thou
shalt
be
saved
.
'
"
"
Ay
,
Ralph
,
I
've
heard
the
missionaries
say
that
before
now
;
but
what
good
can
it
do
me
?
It
's
not
for
me
,
that
;
it
's
not
for
the
likes
o
'
me
.
"
I
knew
not
now
what
to
say
,
for
although
I
felt
sure
that
that
word
was
for
him
as
well
as
for
me
,
I
could
not
remember
any
other
word
whereby
I
could
prove
it
.
