breach of faith in the absolute poverty of his information, when the
subject came to be duly considered, and construed literally by the
terms required.
It is unnecessary to relate the bustle, the reparation of
half-forgotten, and consequently neglected business, the duns, good
wishes, injunctions to execute commissions in some distant port, and
all the confused, and seemingly interminable, duties that crowd
themselves into the last ten minutes that precede the sailing of a
merchant vessel, more especially if she is fortunate, or rather
unfortunate enough to have passengers. A certain class of men quit a
vessel, in such a situation, with the reluctance that they would part
with any other well established means of profit, creeping down her
sides as lazily as the leech, filled to repletion, rolls from his
bloody repast. The common seaman, with an attention divided by the
orders of the pilot and the adieus of acquaintances, runs in every
direction but the right one, and, perhaps at the only time in his life,
seems ignorant of the uses of the ropes he has so long been accustomed
to handle. Notwithstanding all these vexatious delays, and customary
incumbrances, the “Royal Caroline” finally got rid of all her visitors
but one, and Wilder was enabled to indulge in a pleasure that a seaman
alone can appreciate—that clear decks and an orderly ship’s company.
Chapter XII.
“Good: Speak to the mariners: Fall to’t yarely, or we run ourselves
aground.”
_Tempest._
A good deal of the day had been wasted during the time occupied by the
scenes just related. The breeze had come in steady, but far from fresh.
So soon, however, as Wilder found himself left without the molestation
of idlers from the shore, and the busy interposition of the consignee,
he cast his eyes about him, with the intention of immediately
submitting the ship to its power. Sending for the pilot, he
communicated his determination, and withdrew himself to a part of the
deck whence he might take a proper survey of the materials of his new
command, and where he might reflect on the unexpected and extraordinary
situation in which he found himself.
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