Isles of the sea; or, Young America homeward bound : $b A story of travel and adventure — John Shaqi
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
“Then I find I differ from all others. I am neither in favor of sending
her to Cadiz, or of letting her go to the bottom,” added the captain of
the Tritonia decidedly. “And, as I am to be responsible for my action,
I shall follow my own plan. Mr. Primback annoys me very much, and I
wish to put an end to this state of things as soon as possible.”
“You did not state your plan, captain,” suggested O’Hara nervously; for
the independent cruise seemed to be no longer probable.
“I worked over the dead reckoning last night, after the calm settled
down upon us; and I make it out that the Josephine cannot be more than
forty or fifty miles to the southward of us. She must have laid her
course sooner than we did, or we should not have lost sight of her in
the night.”
“The American Prince must have sailed some time in the evening, if
she was not delayed by the storm; and she may have overhauled the
Josephine before this time.”
“Possibly; but the two vessels got so much off their course during the
blow, that I hardly expect to see the Prince till we reach Funchal,”
replied Capt. Wainwright. “All I care for is to get the vice-principal
on board again; and then he can settle all disputed questions, and
order the Ville d’Angers to Funchal or to Cadiz, as he pleases; and I
shall be relieved of all responsibility.”
“I see,” said O’Hara; but he did not see what he wished to see.
“The Josephine must be becalmed, as we are, within fifty miles of us;
and, as the weather is clear now, we shall be likely to see her,”
continued the captain. “So, Mr. O’Hara, you will range your steamer
ahead of the Tritonia, and take on board our best hemp cable. In other
words, you will take the schooner in tow. When you have made fast our
line, you will make your course south south-west, and run under full
steam.”
“South south-west, under full steam,” repeated O’Hara, not at all
pleased with the prospect; for he did not like the idea of having the
Ville d’Angers changed into a tow-boat, as he contemptuously expressed
it afterwards.
“It is now nearly eight bells in the morning,” continued Wainwright.
“You will take the course given you; and if by meridian we don’t see
any thing of the Josephine, I shall be ready to give you new orders.”
O’Hara returned to his boat, and was pulled to the steamer. She went
on, and took a position ahead of the schooner, and as near as it was
safe to lie. The second cutter carried the tow-line to her stern, and
the end was hauled on board. It was made fast under the direction of
Mr. Rimmer, for there were no proper bitts for the purpose.
“Are you all ready?” shouted the captain of the Tritonia.
“All ready, sir,” replied O’Hara, when the hawser had been secured.
“Then go ahead,” responded Capt. Wainwright.
The bells in the engine-room sounded; and in a few minutes the Ville
d’Angers was going ahead at full speed, towing the Tritonia in the
direction indicated by the captain of the latter.
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