"Topmen aloft! In royals and to'gallant stu'ns'ls!" he bellowed, in a tone that put that of poor Mr Bitpin completely into the shade; his voice sounding as if the wild bull which that gentleman had apparently imitated, according to the facetious Larkyns, had since been under the instruction of Signor Lablache or some other distinguished bass singer and had learnt to mellow his roar into a deeper tone. No sooner, too, had the hands jumped into the rigging and the studdingsail halliards and tacks been cast off by the watch on deck and the downhauls and sheets manned, than the "first luff," pitching his voice to yet a higher key, sang out in rapid sequence, "Topmast stu'ns'l downhaul--haul taut--clew up--all down!" "Bosun's mate," he then cried, "turn the hands up!" This was the last order he gave on his own responsibility; for, while the men of the watch below were hurrying up on deck in obedience to the busy boatswain's mates' whistle and shout of "all ha-a-nds," which could still be heard ringing through the ship, Commander Nesbitt came up on the poop and took charge. He thus superseded his subordinate, the lieutenant; it being the custom of the service for the commander to "carry on" on such occasions and the officer of the watch, whoever he might be, to "play second fiddle," as the saying goes, which part the "first luff," took in the present instance, proceeding at once to his proper station on the forecastle. No cessation occurred, however, in the task of shortening sail. "Hands reef tops'ls!" shouted the commander almost on the instant he gained the poop, following this up by the command, "Topmen aloft--take in one reef--way aloft!" Of course Adams and Larkyns and Popplethorne had to scramble up to their posts in the mizzen and main and foretops, much to my admiration and envy; for, being only a cadet, I was not allowed to go aloft except for drill, and then only under special supervision, as I will presently tell. While these lucky beggars, as I then thought them, were footing it up the ratlines, the commander sang out in rapid rotation, the orders necessary to make the way clear for taking in the reef required-- "Weather topsail braces--round in--lower the tops'ls!" "Trice up and lay out!" By these being acted on, the wind was first "spilled" out of the three topsails, which were then lowered on the caps; and, the studdingsail booms being triced up to their usual place when not set, in the topmost rigging, the men were able to go out on the yards and commence reefing in earnest. On the completion of this, the command was given to hoist away; whereupon the halliards were manned below and the topsails run up again. "Trim sails!" sang out Commander Nesbitt as soon as he saw the middies and their men coming down from aloft. "Lee braces--brace up the yards!"