The Missing Ship: The Log of the "Ouzel" GalleyKingston, William Henry Giles
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The Missing Ship: The Log of the "Ouzel" Galley
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Sea stories
Daylight found all hands thus busily employed. The wind had gone down
and the sea was perfectly smooth. The commander was on deck when the
first light streaks of dawn appeared in the sky. As the light
increased, he discerned a line of cocoa-nut trees rising out of one of
the low islands, known as keys in those seas, scarcely half a mile off,
while in the intermediate space were numerous dark rocks, the upper
portions of reefs which extended on every side. Between them, however,
were wide spaces of calm water, so that there would be nothing to stop
the boats from reaching the island. The satisfactory intelligence was
soon made known through the ship. The smaller boats were at once
lowered, while the carpenter and boatswain set to work to erect shears
for hoisting out the launch. As soon as the boats were ready, the
commander ordered them to be loaded with provisions, and canvas for
tents, and a portion of the powder, and they were sent off under the
command of the second lieutenant, with Gerald and Kiddle. The two
latter were directed to remain in charge of half a dozen of the men,
while the boats were immediately to return. In the mean while a raft
was commenced, to assist in transporting the guns and stores, all of
which the commander intended if possible to save. The crew were so
busily employed that they had no time to indulge in apprehensions for
the future, should they have entertained any.
The commander's chief anxiety was to ascertain if water existed on the
island. Without it they would be unable to support themselves, beyond a
short period, when that on board was exhausted. The midshipmen were
accordingly directed to search for water immediately on their landing.
Away they pulled, their spirits scarcely lowered even by the loss of
their ship. As they looked back at her as she lay on the rocks, with
her masts gone and heeling over on one side, Gerald, however,
exclaimed--
"Poor old girl, there you are, and there you will leave your bones. I
don't suppose you care much about it, though you don't find it as
pleasant as bounding over the heaving waves, as the poets say."
"We shall not find it so pleasant, either, living on that sandy-looking
island ahead there," observed Kiddle.
As they drew near the island its appearance improved. They could see a
variety of trees and bushes, and that the ground rose beyond them.
Further in the interior the green grass, which here and there was
visible, gave promise of an abundance of water, so that they should not
have, as they at first feared, to suffer from thirst. In a little bay,
with rocks rising on one side, they found a convenient landing-place,
towards which the boats were steered. The goods were quickly got on
shore, and carried up to a level spot under the shade of some cocoa-nut
trees.
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