The Green Hand: Adventures of a Naval LieutenantCupples, George
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The Green Hand: Adventures of a Naval Lieutenant
Cupples, George
Sea stories; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction
"I came back and looked from the quarter-deck down the skylight, where
the second mate still sat with his elbows on the table, apparently
listening to the missionary; when the good man suddenly took off his
spectacles and peered under Macleod's broad fists, as an undeniable
snore broke out between them; then he glanced toward the captain, who
seemed dozing in his cot, raised his mild eyes for a moment through the
opening up to the blue starry sky swimming out above, put on his
spectacles again, and taking up the Bible, he leant back in his chair to
read, as if there were neither pirates, savages, nor aught a man need
dread, in the world.
"'Strange!' I thought. 'Yet, after all isn't there a soul below there,
ere a few hours, will go higher aloft than the smallest star that
twinkles over the main-truck yonder? And who knows how many of us
may----' However, I saw Jacobs hurrying aft again, and the rest coming
up out of the fore-peak; so hard to work we set for the best part of an
hour, which it took us to get the guns on deck made serviceable, and to
find powder enough. Not a cutlass or pistol was left on board, so we had
only two or three axes and pikes, with a rusty musket or two, and
handspikes, certainly, to spare.
"As soon as we had taken breath, 'Now, Jacobs, my man,' said I, 'send
out the boys to loose the jibs and fore-topsail--let's hoist the yard,
too, with the sail clued up--all ready for slipping her cable at five
minutes' warning! It can't do any harm--and I've no more doubt,' said I,
'than if I saw it, we shall have that schooner coming down with the ebb
upon us!' 'Tide'll turn in little better nor an hour, sir,' said Jacobs,
when we had got this quietly done. 'And by that time the breeze will be
blowing with it,' said I, 'bringing down the fog too, however--but keep
a bright look-out aloft for the signal, Jacobs! If you see _it_, or the
boats, good and well. But I tell you what it is, Jacobs,' added I,
firmly, 'should it be the schooner instead, that instant we must cut and
run for it! I shall carry the ship out to sea, if I can, as I brought
her in--where we may have a better chance with her in the morning, or
get clear off, perhaps!'
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