Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventureOptic, Oliver
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Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventure
Optic, Oliver
Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Quite as pleasant as the rides in the carriages were the excursions
made in the boats of the fleet. On one occasion all the boats of the
squadron, sixteen in number, made an excursion to the dock-yard. In
the waters of Grassy Bay they gave an exhibition of the skill of the
students in handling the cutters, which drew cheers of approbation from
the naval officers and others who witnessed it. When the display was
over, the boats’ crew visited the dock-yard, and one of the men-of-war
in port. They were courteously shown all over the yard, and the
operation of the floating-dock was explained to them.
On the last day of the month the fleet left the harbor of Hamilton,
and sought an anchorage in a retired bay, about three miles from the
town. Here the squadron was entirely landlocked, and the water was as
smooth as a millpond. The four academical craft were moored alongside
each other, so that the professors could pass from one to the others
without the use of the boats. Early in the morning the examination was
begun. It was continued for three days; but it was understood that the
result would give the officers and students their positions for three
months, instead of one as before; for such a thorough examination was
not possible more than once in a quarter.
All the ambitious students had been at work very diligently for the
last two months, preparing for this great event. Tom Speers and Capt.
O’Hara had given very little time to frolic and sight-seeing during the
time the fleet had been at the Bermudas; but had been studying night
and day. The officers of the American Prince had not been so diligent;
for most of them had held their positions so long that they felt almost
sure of them in the future, whatever system of promotions might be
adopted.
On the morning of the fourth day, all hands were mustered under the
awnings on the deck of the American Prince to learn the result of the
examination. The principal took the rostrum which had been built for
this occasion; and an anxious silence followed his appearance. He held
in his hand the paper on which the fate of every officer and seaman was
written down.
“Young gentlemen,” Mr. Lowington began, “I am well aware that the
changes proposed to-day will amount to a revolution. About the middle
of the month, after the new crews of the several vessel have been
trained to their duties under the different order of things, the
squadron will sail for Brockway, the former headquarters of the fleet.
When we have obtained a new register for the Ville d’Angers, she will
be called the Frisbone.”
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