I let some time go by, and then sounded the well and found no more water
than the depth at which the pumps sucked. This did wonders in the way of
reassuring the men, who were rendered uneasy by the violent motions of
the unwieldy vessel, and by the very harsh straining noises which rose
out of the hold, which latter they would naturally attribute to the
craziness of the fabric, though the true cause of it lay in the number
of loose, movable bulkheads.
"It's amazin' to me that she holds together at all," cried Wilkinson,
"so ancient she is!"
"She's only old," said I, "in the sound of the years she's been in
existence. The ice has kept her young. Would the hams and tongues we're
eating be taken to be half a century old? yet where could you buy
sweeter and better meat of the kind ashore? A ship's well is your only
honest reporter of her condition. Ours has vouched in a way that should
keep you easy."
"Arter de _Soosan Tucker_ dis is like bein' hung up to dry," exclaimed
one of the negroes. "It war pump, pump dere and no mistake. I call dis a
werry beautiful little sheep, massa; yes, s'elp me de Lord, dere's
nuffin could persuade me she ain't what I says she am."
However, I was up and down a good deal during the night. But for the
treasure I should have been less anxious, I dare say. I had come so
successfully to this point that I was resolved, if my hopes were to
miscarry, the misfortune should not be owing to want of vigilance on my
part; and there happened an incident which inevitably tended to sharpen
my watchfulness, though I was perfectly conscious there was a million to
one against its occurring a second time. I came on deck to relieve
Wilkinson, at midnight, after a half-hour's nodding doze by the furnace
below. He went to his cabin; I stood under the lee of a cloth seized in
the weather main rigging. Pitt arrived, and I told him he could return
to the cook-house and stay there till I called him. The helm being
lashed, and the schooner doing very well, nothing wanted watching in
particular, yet I would not have the deck abandoned, and meant to keep a
look-out, turn and turn about with Pitt, as Wilkinson and Cromwell had.
The snow had ceased; but it was very dark and thick, the ocean a roaring
shadow, palpitating upon the eyes in rolling folds of blackness, with
the quick expiring flash of foam to windward. On a sudden, looking over
the weather quarter, methought I discerned a deeper shade in the night
there than was elsewhere perceptible. It was like a great blot of ink
upon the darkness. Even whilst I speculated, it drew out in the shape of
a ship running before the gale. She seemed to be heading directly for
us. The roof of my mouth turned dry as desert-sand; my tongue and limbs
refused their office; I could neither cry nor stir, being indeed
paralyzed by the terrible suddenness of that apparition and the
imminence of our peril. It all happened whilst you could have told
thirty.
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