Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the Midshipman — John Shaqi
Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the MidshipmanKingston, William Henry Giles
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Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the Midshipman
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
I can get the food to make them of." Instigated by his example and
remarks, I took a little tea, and then a slice of beef and bread; and I
confess that in a few minutes I began to experience my usual
midshipman-like state of perfect health, with perhaps a little weight
about the region of the heart, as if some calamity had happened to me,
but that very soon wore off. We were speedily on deck again, looking
out for the chase; while in the meantime the carpenter and most of the
crew were busily employed in repairing damages. The sun as he rose
higher in the sky, was every instant gaining power, and in almost an
hour after we lost sight of the smuggler, he victoriously darted through
the mass of vapour which in thick wreaths rolled away before it, our
hitherto confined horizon every instant increasing, while the bright
beams of the luminary struck down on our blood-stained deck. No vessel,
however, appeared in the direction we expected; but as Hanks was
glancing round the horizon, his eye fell on a sail, hull down to the
eastward. "There she is," he exclaimed; "I should know her among a
hundred other craft. D'Arcy, run below and tell the Commander that to
my belief the _Kitty_ is in sight down to leeward."
My uncle had gone to take his breakfast. I descended to the cabin. I
found him sitting with his face resting on his hands on the table. He
did not notice my entrance. I heard him groan deeply.
"I hope, sir, you are not ill or wounded," said I; for I thought he must
be hurt.
"No, lad, no," he answered; "but it's a sad thing to have so many of
one's men killed and hurt by a rascally smuggler. But we must try and
catch the fellow, and then get the doctor's aid as fast as we can for
those to whom it may yet be of use. But what do you come for?"
I made my report. In an instant he shook off the feeling which was
oppressing him, and springing on deck, he ordered the helm to be kept up
and the mainsheet eased off till we were standing after the supposed
smuggler. This was our best point of sailing, and probably the lugger's
worst; at all events that rig of vessel has generally the greatest
advantage on a wind. Our square-sail, square-topsail, and every sail
the cutter could carry was now set, to overtake the chase; and the
breeze freshening as the day advanced, we bowled away at a famous rate.
"Do you think, Hanks, we have a chance of catching her?" I asked, as
the old mate and I were intently watching her.
"As to catching her, depends upon circumstances. If we get the strength
of the breeze before her, and she doesn't hide away in another fog; but
she has a long start, and we are out of luck this time, to my mind.
However, why is it, D'Arcy, you are so anxious to have another brush
with the chap? I thought you had had sufficient taste of his quality."
"To punish him for killing poor Thole there," answered I, for I felt
very bitter against the smugglers for the harm they had done.
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