The White Squall: A Story of the Sargasso Sea - John C. Hutcheson

You must remember that, not only did he save me from drowning in the first instance, when the vessel capsized; but, it was mainly through his watchful attentions that my life was saved during the time that I was exposed on the hull of the ship while she was on her beam-ends.

“Golly, Massa Eastman,” he cried out to dad the moment he put foot on board the Josephine, “I’se look arter Mass’ Tom, as I promiss, suah, and here he am, sah, safe an’ sound!”

So I was; but, in spite of that, I have never forgotten my experiences of the Sargasso Sea, nor The White Squall.

The End.