Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. A Story for Young People — John Shaqi
Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. A Story for Young PeopleOptic, Oliver
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Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. A Story for Young People
Optic, Oliver
Steamboats -- Juvenile fiction
At breakfast they were laughed at again by Ben Wilford; but they
chose to keep still, made no replies, and gave no information in
regard to the progress of the work. At the earnest request of Lawry,
seconded by Mrs. Wilford, Ben consented to run the ferry that day,
and the young engineers took their dinners with them when they went
down to the Goblins. They were full of hope, and confidently expected
to return to the landing at night with the _Woodville_.
At eleven o'clock four more hogsheads had been placed under the
guards. The steamer swayed a little in the water; the stern had risen
about two feet; and it was evident that she was on the point of
floating. The boys were intensely excited at the bright prospect
before them.
"Lawry, the work is nearly done," said Ethan.
"That's so; I think a couple of those barrels will finish it,"
answered the young pilot. "I see two anchors at her bow."
"Yes, there are two anchors and about forty fathoms of small
chain-cable on board of her."
"I see them; and I think we had better fish them up."
"That's a good idea."
With the long boat-hook which Ethan had made, the cables were hauled
up and coiled away on the raft, which had been placed over the bow of
the sunken vessel. When the chains, which were bent onto the anchors,
were hauled taut, the sinker rope, still in the block, and wound on
the windlass of the derrick, was made fast to one of them, and the
anchor drawn up. The operation was then repeated on the other anchor.
"Hurrah! hurrah!" shouted Lawry, as they began to turn the windlass.
"She's coming up."
"Hurrah!" repeated Ethan, and the faces of both boys glowed with
excited joy, as the sunken vessel followed the anchor up to the
surface of the water.
It was necessary to move the raft, and the anchor was hauled out
over the top of the bulwarks. The _Woodville_ rose till her
plank-sheer was even with the surface of the water. The boys shouted
for joy; they were almost beside themselves with the excitement of
that happy moment. They had conquered; success had crowned their
labors.
"The job is done!" cried Lawry.
"That's so! Where is your brother now?" exclaimed Ethan.
"We have got her up sooner than I expected. I move you we have our
dinner now."
"I don't feel much like dinner."
"I do."
"What is to be done next?"
"We must get her up a little farther out of the water. We can easily
get some more casks under her now; but let us have some dinner first."
They sat down on a timber on the raft, and ate the dinner they had
brought with them. They could not keep their eyes off the steamer
during the meal, and they continued to discuss the means of
completing the work they had begun.
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