"I ben't sartain of that, sir. The water flowing there from the
scuppers is cruel clear still, sir. I fear she has started something
serious; I don't think she would make so much by mere straining." I
began to fear he was right. "And I sees some signs of a bustle on
board again, sir; there, if the bloody fool of a cook has not set fire
to the boarding of the small galley--the caboose they calls it in
marchantmen."
However this accident seemed very trivial, for the man immediately to
all appearance extinguished it again; but the alarming part of it was,
that it seemed to have taken place while _he_ was taking his spell at
the pumps, a sure indication that the crew were more exhausted than I
had allowed for, since they could not spare a hand to look after the
fire in such boisterous weather.
The master now came suddenly on deck, and at the same moment a man
bolted up the fore-hatchway, and ran aft to him; showing by the energy
of his action that the matter he was communicating was alarming,
whatever its nature might be. The pumps were instantly manned again,
and after a long spell, I noticed the carpenter sound the well, and
then shake his head. At this several of the men threw off their
shirts, as if preparing for a tough bout, and set to, working harder
than ever; the water once more gushing out over the ship's side in
strong clear jets.
The young missionaries, who had for a minute disappeared, were again on
deck, and as well as the master himself now took their spell at the
pumps with the crew; but still there was no rushing nor alarm
apparently amongst them. By and by, I noticed the master go aft, and
take upon his knee one of the black boards used to shut up the front of
the hencoops in bad weather; on which he appeared to write something,
in order, as I conjectured, to communicate with us, as, from the
increase of the gale and the sea, there was no use now in attempting to
be heard through the trumpet. Evidently with a desire not to alarm the
crew, he now quietly slipt the board over the side. On it was written
in chalk.
"THE LEAK IS GAINING ON US."
The gale now came thundering down with such violence, that we found it
necessary to clew up every thing but the close-reefed foresail, and the
tremendous seas that roared astern of us made it doubtful how long we
should be able to scud. The distress of the ship was fast increasing;
and I noticed that the poor helpless women were now on deck clinging to
the old man, whose age rendered it out of the question his attempting
to be of any use at the pump.
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