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 observed that some others were lying on the deck, round one of
the chain-pumps, as if they had sunk down with fatigue; while two more
were stretched out alongside the only remaining gun, the report of which
we had heard. I thought to myself, Can those poor fellows be dead? but
I dared not ask the question.
"You seem in a bad plight," I observed, as I looked round.
"Bad enough," answered one of the seaman; "and if you don't bear a hand,
we shall have the ship sinking under us."
"We'll do our best for you; but how can our boat carry all your ship's
company?" I asked, for I thought I saw other people moving aft, and
fancied that some must be below.
"Oh, she'll carry all of us that's alive," returned the same
rough-spoken seaman. "But, sir," he continued, "we have two aboard here
whom we must get out of harm's way before we look after ourselves."
"Where are they?" I asked.
"Right aft, sir," he answered, leading the way along the deck.
As I followed him, I passed two bodies stretched out at full length.
"They'll never break biscuit again," observed one of the men. "We were
near thirty souls in all, and this night there only remain six of us
alive."
There was no time just then to ask questions. The companion-hatch had
not been washed away, and as the seaman held up the lantern, its light
fell on the figure of a man kneeling on the deck, bending over the fair
face of a young girl, who reclined on a seat by the side of it.
"Rouse up a bit, sir; there's help come when we didn't expect it," said
the seaman.
The gentleman, for such I saw that he was, had not his voice proved it,
rose from his knees. "Heaven be praised, my child may yet be saved!" he
exclaimed, clasping his daughter in his arms, and scarcely appearing to
notice my presence. "Alice, dearest, bear up but a little longer; we
may once more hope to reach the shore."
The young girl endeavoured, to raise herself, and feebly returned his
embrace.
Then turning to me, he said, "You have arrived most opportunely. We had
well nigh abandoned all hope of escaping death. What do you propose we
should do?"
"As the people on board seem to say that the ship may go down any moment
with slight warning," I replied, "I think, sir, the sooner you and the
young lady get into the boat, the better. We will follow you when it
becomes absolutely necessary. Meantime we must see what can be done on
board."
I then told him that I belonged to a cutter, which could not be far off,
and that I hoped by daylight we should see her, and that she would come
to our assistance.
The gentleman, on this, took his daughter in his arms and carried her to
the gangway.
"How are the poor men who were so ill?" I heard her ask.
"They are free from all pain," was the evasive answer; but it seemed to
satisfy her.
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