"You're right, sir," replied Ready, "there is something; it is not the
land which you see, but it is the trees upon the land which are
refracted, as they call it, so as to appear, as you say, as if they
were in the air. That is an island, sir, depend upon it; but I will go
down and get my glass.
"It is the land, Mr. Seagrave," said Ready, after examining it with his
glass - "yes, it is so," continued he, musing; "I wish that we had seen
it earlier; and yet we must be thankful."
"Why so, Ready?"
"Only, sir, as the ship forges so slowly through the water, I fear that
we shall not reach it before dark, and I should have wished to have had
daylight to have laid her nicely on it."
"There is very little wind now."
"Well, let us hope that there will be more," replied Ready; "if not, we
must do our best. But I must now go to the helm, for we must steer
right for the island; it would not do to pass it, for, Mr. Seagrave,
although the ship does not leak so much as she did, yet I must now tell
you that I do not think that she could be kept more than twenty-four
hours above water. I thought otherwise this morning when I sounded the
well; but when I went down in the hold for the beef, I perceived that
we were in more danger than I had any idea of; however, there is the
land, and every chance of escape; so let us thank the Lord for all his
mercies."
"Amen!" replied Mr. Seagrave.
Ready went to the helm and steered a course for the land, which was not
so far distant as he had imagined, for the island was very low: by
degrees the wind freshened up, and they went faster through the water;
and now, the trees, which had appeared as if in the air, joined on to
the land, and they could make out that it was a low coral island
covered with groves of cocoa-nuts. Occasionally Ready gave the helm up
to Mr. Seagrave, and went forward to examine. When they were within
three or four miles of it, Ready came back from the forecastle and
said, "I think I see my way pretty clear, sir: you see we are to the
windward of the island, and there is always deep water to the windward
of these sort of isles, and reefs and shoals to leeward; we must,
therefore, find some little cleft in the coral rock to dock her in, as
it were, or she may fall back into deep water after she has taken the
ground, for sometimes these islands run up like a wall, with forty or
fifty fathom of water close to the weather-sides of them; but I see a
spot where I think she may be put on shore with safety. You see those
three cocoa-nut trees close together on the beach? Now, sir, I cannot
well see them as I steer, so do you go forward, and if I am to steer
more to the right, put out your right hand, and if to the left, the
same with your left; and when the ship's head is as it ought to be,
then drop the hand which you have raised."
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