And aimed it at his son:
“Jump—far-out, boy, into the wave!
Jump, or I fire!” he said;
“That only chance your life can save!
Jump! jump! boy!” He obeyed.
He sank—he rose—he lived—he moved,
And for the ship struck out:
On board we hailed the lad beloved,
With many a manly shout.
His father drew, in silent joy,