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
“The chances are, as Mr. Pelham suggests, that the Ville d’Angers will
return to Funchal at once; and you had better remain here a few days at
least. If the steamer does not appear in three days, I am inclined to
think I shall run over to Lisbon, or some other port, where I shall be
likely to obtain some intelligence of the missing vessel. If we could
get at the ship-news for the last week, we should know whether this
steamer had gone into Southampton or not.”
“Then I will remain here a short time,” said the judge. “The African
mail-steamer is due here in a few days; and she will bring the latest
ship-news.”
“We have almost taken it for granted that the steamer towing the
dismasted vessel was the Ville d’Angers; but we may be mistaken, after
all. Any other vessel may have had her side planked up; and it is not a
very unusual thing for a steamer to have her bow stove in,” added the
principal. But he was hopeful that the vessel described would prove to
be the missing steamer; and it removed in a measure a heavy load from
his mind.
After breakfast the principal and some of the young officers visited
the Marian by invitation. In the afternoon Scott and his party visited
the quinta of Don Roderigue; and the second lieutenant of the Tritonia
felt sufficiently at home there to invite the judge and the doctor to
accompany them, for he had been assured that any of his friends would
be welcome there.
Three days passed away in the enjoyment of the scenery and the
hospitalities of Madeira; but the Ville d’Angers did not arrive.
CHAPTER XIII.
A MUTINY IN THE FIRE-ROOM.
As no one could see the Ville d’Angers and the two schooners in the
dense fog that settled down upon them after the crew of the steamer had
been re-organized, it would be difficult to determine precisely in what
manner they were separated. Capt. O’Hara did not start the screw of the
steamer until he had stationed his ship’s company in accordance with
his instructions given by the senior vice-principal. If there was any
fault anywhere, it was in the instructions.
Observations had been taken on board of all the vessels at noon, and
the course for the Madeira Islands was ascertained to be south-west,
half-west; and the two schooners went off in this direction, with
the wind from the southward, but veering to the west. O’Hara used up
about two hours in stationing his crew, arranging the quarters of the
officers and seamen, and in giving his instructions. By this time the
Tritonia and the Josephine were a dozen miles on their way, and they
looked like white specks on the ocean to the naked eye. The young
captain believed that the Ville d’Angers, from what she had done, would
sail twelve knots an hour; and at this rate he could overhaul the
rest of the fleet in a couple of hours. But the Ville d’Angers was
hardly under way before the fog settled down upon her, and shut out the
schooners from view.
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