"Didn't I say, Mr Hartley, that you'd be a captain some day, and so I'm
shure you will if you stick to the sarvice," said Mike. "And shure a
fine captain you'll be afther making. When you want a crew you'll only
have to hold up your hand, and the men will flock on board, I'll stake
my davy."
Nat, although he had been so intimate with Owen never presumed in
consequence, but ever showed an eagerness to obey him on duty.
The "Sylvia" again sailed on a cruise in one direction, while the
"Venus" went in another.
Owen rapidly gained a knowledge of his new duties, and became one of the
smartest midshipmen on board. The captain showed him unusual favour,
frequently inviting him to dine in the cabin, and treating him as if he
were his son.
"I am not afraid of spoiling Hartley," he remarked to Mr Leigh; "he
remains as modest as at first, and would evidently not think of
presuming on the service he has rendered me and his other shipmates. I,
of course, do not forget Langton, and will take good care that he
obtains his promotion on our return home. In my last report to the
admiral I specially mentioned his gallant conduct. I received a pretty
strong hint to favour Ashurst, but he has managed never to do anything
which would allow me to say a word to his advantage."
The frigate was chiefly engaged in capturing Malay and other piratical
craft, which at that time swarmed in those seas. She had just taken a
large proa, with a villainous crew, and lay at anchor in a channel
between Mindano and one of the Sooloo islands. The prize was anchored a
short distance astern, most of her crew having been removed, while a
guard was placed over the remainder. It was a calm and lovely night.
The moon shed a pale light over the smooth surface of the sea, while the
land appeared on either hand covered with graceful trees coming down to
the very edge of the water. Here and there fantastic rocks rose above
the surface. It was the middle watch, which Owen was keeping under
Langton, who now did lieutenant's duty. Owen was walking the deck,
gazing on the calm sea, now on one side then on the other, now going
forward to ascertain that the ship was not by chance dragging her
anchors.
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