Her hull was beautifully moulded; a superfine run, beautiful bows, and
sides as round as an apple. By the time I got on deck, the topsails
and topgallant sails were sheeted home and hoisted; the cable being
right up and down. After several quick clattering revolutions of the
windlass, "We are a-weigh," sung out the skipper, and presently all was
bustle on board, securing the anchor, during which the vessel began to
glide slowly along towards the harbour's mouth, and under the enormous
batteries that line it on either side.
When we got to sea, the breeze failed us; and, as the sun rose, we lay
roasting on the smooth swell, floating bodily away on the gulf-stream
to the northward.
We were baffled in this way for three tedious days, until I began to
think we should never lose sight of the Florida shore. At length a
breeze from the eastward sprang up, that enabled us to stem the
gulf-stream.
In the night of the fourth day, after leaving Havanna, I had come on
deck. It was again nearly calm, and the sails were beginning to flap
against the masts. There was no moon, but the stars shone brightly.
Several large fish were playing about, and I was watching one of them,
whose long sparkling wake pointed out his position, when the master of
the brig, who had followed me, and now stood beside me at the gangway,
remarked, that there was an uncommon appearance in the northwest
quarter.
I looked, and fancied I saw a glare, as from a fire on shore, but so
faint that I could not be certain. I therefore resumed my walk on
deck, along with the captain. The dew now began to fall in showers at
every shake of the wet sails.
"Why, we shall get soaked here, skipper, if the breeze don't freshen?"
"Indeed, sir, I wish it would, with all my heart. I have no fancy for
knocking about in this neighbourhood one minute longer than I can help,
I assure you. There are some hookers cruising in the channel here,
that might prove unpleasant acquaintances if they overhauled us. I
say, steward, hand me up my night-glass--the glare on our starboard
bow, down to leeward there, increases, sir."
I looked, and saw he was right. Some clouds had risen in that
direction over the land, which reflected the light of a large fire
beneath in bright red masses.
"Are you sure that fire is on the land?" said I, after having taken a
look at it through the nightglass.
"No. I am not," said he; "on the contrary, I have my suspicions it is
at sea; however, we shall soon ascertain, for here comes the breeze at
last."
We bowled along for an hour, when it again fell nearly calm; but we had
approached so close as to be able distinctly to make out that the light
we had seen did in very truth proceed from a vessel on fire. It was
now near three o'clock in the morning, and I proposed to the skipper to
keep away towards the fire, in order to lend any assistance in our
power to the crew of the burning vessel, if need were.
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