All that thirteenth night, Miss Coleshaw, lying across my knees as I kept
the helm, comforted and supported the poor mother. Her child, covered
with a pea-jacket of mine, lay in her lap. It troubled me all night to
think that there was no Prayer-Book among us, and that I could remember
but very few of the exact words of the burial service. When I stood up
at broad day, all knew what was going to be done, and I noticed that my
poor fellows made the motion of uncovering their heads, though their
heads had been stark bare to the sky and sea for many a weary hour. There
was a long heavy swell on, but otherwise it was a fair morning, and there
were broad fields of sunlight on the waves in the east. I said no more
than this: "I am the Resurrection and the Life, saith the Lord. He
raised the daughter of Jairus the ruler, and said she was not dead but
slept. He raised the widow's son. He arose Himself, and was seen of
many. He loved little children, saying, Suffer them to come unto Me and
rebuke them not, for of such is the kingdom of heaven.
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