The young mariner made an acknowledgment of obedience, and proceeded to
execute the wishes of his Commander. There was an eagerness, and
perhaps a trepidation, in the voice of Wilder, as he issued the
necessary orders, that was in remarkable contrast to the deep-toned
calmness which characterized the utterance of the Rover. The unusual
intonations did not entirely escape the ears of some of the elder
seamen; and looks of peculiar meaning were exchanged among them, as
they paused to catch his words. But obedience followed these unwonted
sounds, as it had been accustomed to succeed the more imposing
utterance of their own long-dreaded chief. The head-yards were swung,
the sails were distended with the breeze, and the mass, which had so
long been inert, began to divide the waters, as it heavily overcame the
state of rest in which it had reposed. The ship soon attained its
velocity; and then the contest between the two rival vessels became one
of deep and engrossing interest.
By this time the stranger was within a half league, directly under the
lee of the “Dolphin.” Closer and more accurate observation had
satisfied every understanding eye in the latter ship of the force and
character of their neighbour. The rays of a bright sun fell clear upon
her broadside, while the shadow of her sails was thrown far across the
waters, in a direction opposite to their own. There were moments when
the eye, aided by the glass, could penetrate through the open ports
into the interior of the hull, catching fleeting and delusory glimpses
of the movements within. A few human forms were distinctly visible in
different parts of her rigging; but, in all other respects, the repose
of high order and perfect discipline was discernible on all about her.
When the Rover heard the sounds of the parted waters, and saw the
little jets of spray that the bows of his own gallant ship cast before
her, he signed to his lieutenant to ascend to the place which he still
occupied on the poop. For many minutes, his eye was on the strange
sail, in close and intelligent contemplation of her powers.
“Mr Wilder,” he at length said, speaking like one whose doubts on some
perplexing point were finally removed, “I have seen that cruiser
before.”
“It is probable; she has roamed over most of the waters of the
Atlantic.”
“Ay, this is not the first of our meetings! a little paint has changed
her exterior, but I think I know the manner in which they have stepped
her masts.”
“They are thought to rake more than is usual.”
“They are thought to do it, with reason. Did you serve long aboard
her?”
“Years.”
“And you left her”——
“To join you.”
“Tell me, Wilder, did they treat you, too, as one of an inferior order?
Ha! was your merit called ‘provincial?’ Did they read America in all
you did?”
“I left her, Captain Heidegger.”
“Ay, they gave you reason. For once they have done me an act of
kindness. But you were in her during the equinox of March?”
Wilder made a slight bow of assent.
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