Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Plum-cake and wine were then handed round, just to stay our appetites
till dinner was announced,--a substantial repast, to which all did good
justice. Then the ball commenced, the bride leading off the dance. It
was kept up, with an interval for a hot supper, until three or four in
the morning. It was lucky for me that Nora O'Flaherty, for some reason
or other, was not present, or I believe that in spite of my uncle's
advice I should have forgotten my poverty and confessed my love. But
there's luck in odd numbers, and there were so many charming girls
present that my heart was pretty evenly divided among them. The whole
of the guests were put up in the house,--and pretty close stowing it
was, but no one complained,--and, after a breakfast as substantial as
the supper, we set off to return home. We purposely went back by the
way we came, and greatly astonished the old pike-keeper by not only
paying him his toll, but treble the value of the whisky he had bestowed
on us, as well as two or three additional songs. He had by this time
discovered who we were, and was profuse in his apologies for the way in
which he had behaved. We assured him that he had but done his duty, and
as we had chosen to pass for stage-players we could not complain of him
for believing us. For a few days things went on much as usual. At last
my uncle received a letter from Captain Macnamara, saying that he had
not been appointed to a ship himself, but had applied to Lord Robert
Altamont, who had just commissioned the _Jason_ at Plymouth, and who had
agreed to receive me on board on his recommendation. "Your nephew will
meet some of his old shipmates, who, I have no doubt, will be glad to
have him among them," he added.
At first I was highly delighted at this news, but when the time came for
parting I wished that I had been able to remain longer at home. It
appeared to me very unlikely that I should ever see my father again, and
the state of our pecuniary affairs was evidently telling on my mother,
though my brave uncle was doing his utmost to keep things together. It
was settled, of course, that Larry was to accompany me.
"I should like to go with you," said my uncle; "but you're old enough to
take care of yourself, and affairs at home require my presence. Two men
will, however, attend you, to look after the horses and bring them
back."
I will not describe our leave-takings a second time, or my journey to
Cork. I found there was a vessel just about to sail for Plymouth, and I
therefore secured berths on board her for myself and Larry. Nothing
particular occurred during the passage. We dropped anchor in the
Catwater at Plymouth five days after leaving Cork. I at once repaired
on board the _Jason_, lying in Hamoaze.
Who should I find walking the deck as first lieutenant but old
Rough-and-Ready. He put out his hand and shook mine cordially.
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