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
“Get your boat in quick!” said Mr. Fluxion to the officer of the deck,
in sharp tones, though not loud enough to be heard by the seamen. “Call
all hands!”
At the same moment the senior vice-principal seized the speaking-trumpet
in the hands of the officer of the deck, and, leaping into the main
rigging, shouted,--
“Fill away! fill away!”
Whether, in the roar of the tempest, the officer in charge of the
Tritonia heard him or not, the vessel immediately filled away. O’Hara
was too good a sailor to be caught napping at such a time. He had sent
for the captain as soon as he saw the squall coming; and, as this was a
case of emergency in which the officer of the deck was authorized to
act without waiting for orders, he had braced up the fore-yards on his
own responsibility.
Capt. Wainwright came on deck before the schooner was fairly under way
again. All hands were called, the lessons of the professors in the
steerage were promptly abandoned, and almost in the twinkling of an eye
the canvas was reduced to a storm staysail.
The Josephine had a bigger problem to solve: the officer of the deck
sent for Capt. Vroome, but, without waiting for his coming, ordered the
cutter to be hauled under the lee of the schooner; and it was hoisted
up at the davits, carefully secured, and swung inboard.
As soon as the boat was clear of the water, the forebraces were manned,
and the yards trimmed, the vessel filling away as this was done. The
orders came very rapidly from the first lieutenant for a moment; but
they were executed as fast as they were given, and the vessel was soon
under the same short canvas as the Tritonia.
The squall came down upon the little squadron, and the vessels reeled
under it. But this was one of the emergencies which the students,
especially the officers, of the academy squadron, had been faithfully
trained to meet. The ships’ companies had executed the manœuvre just
completed, hundreds of times, in still water and at sea in a fresh
breeze.
Though the fury of the squall lasted but a short time, it was succeeded
by a severe gale, which had been sufficiently prognosticated by the
barometer and the aspect of the heavens. When the first fierceness
of the tempest had somewhat abated, the Josephine set her foresail,
close-reefed, and hoisted her jib. The wind still came from the
north-west, and she resumed her course for the Madeira Islands.
Capt. Wainwright followed the example of his senior; and the two
vessels were again standing on their course, which was still west, a
quarter south. All went well till dark, though the vessels labored
heavily in the ugly sea. The captain of the Tritonia was somewhat
anxious about his craft, as he had no vice-principal on board upon whom
he could lean if the situation became more trying. He walked the deck,
keeping his gaze fixed to windward most of the time.
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