Blue Jackets: The Log of the TeaserFenn, George Manville
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Blue Jackets: The Log of the Teaser
Fenn, George Manville
Chinese -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
"No, Herrick," he replied, smiling; "sailors have no time to think of
danger. They have enough to think about without that. We must get in
the lee of that island to-night, and it the storm holds back, and the
little boat spins along like this, we ought to do it."
"And if it doesn't, sir?"
"If it doesn't? Ah, well, we shall see. Stand by, two of you, ready to
lower that sail at a moment's notice."
"Ay, ay, sir," was the ready reply as two of the men changed their
places; and just then I looked at Ching, to see that his face was lit up
by the reflection of the strange light on our right and behind, which
grew more striking, while away before us the land disappeared, and we
were gazing at a bank of clouds of an inky black.
The effect was very curious: behind us the dull coppery glow becoming
fainter minute by minute, as the darkness increased the blackness before
us; and one's instinct seemed to warn one to turn from the black
darkness to sail away towards the light. Tom Jecks took the same idea,
and said, in an irritable whisper, exactly what I thought--
"Seems rum, sir, don't it, sir?--makes believe as that's the best way,
when all the time the wussest looking is the safest."
Just then, after a glance round, Mr Brooke uttered another warning to
the men to be ready, and settled himself down to the tiller.
"Sit fast, all of you; the hurricane may be down upon us at any moment
now."
I looked at him wonderingly, for it was painfully still, though the
darkness was growing intense, and the great junk seemed to have been
swallowed up by the clouds that hung low like a fog over the sea.
"There will be such a turmoil of the elements directly," continued Mr
Brooke in a low voice, but only to me, "that I don't suppose a word will
be heard." Then aloud, "Look here, my lads; I shall try and run the
boat high upon the sands at the top of some breaker. Then it will be
every man for himself. Never mind the boat--that is sure to be
destroyed--but each man try to save his arms and ammunition; and if the
two wounded men are in difficulties, of course you will lend a hand.
Now then, one more order: The moment I say, `Down with the sail,' drag
it from the mast, and two oars are to be out on either side. The wind
will catch them and send us along, and I want them to give a few dips to
get on the top of a roller to carry us in."
"Ay, ay, sir."
"That's all."
His words in that terrible stillness sounded to me as almost absurd, for
the sea was still calm, and save that sighing in the air of which I have
before spoken, there was no further sound; and at last I said to him--
"Do you really think we shall have a hurricane?"
"Look at the sky, my lad," he replied; "and take this as a lesson to one
who will have men's lives depending upon his knowledge and skill some
day. If ever there were signs of an awful night in the Chinese seas, it
is now. Hark at that!"
"Guns! The _Teaser_!" I exclaimed excitedly.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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