“It was plain that he was tottering from intense weakness, for his arms were thrown out like one scarcely able to retain his balance. “The old commodore raised his voice again, and, in a quicker and more emphatic tone, cried out, “‘Jump! ’tis your only chance for life!’ “The words were scarcely out of his mouth before the gallant boy seemed to leave the truck and spring out into the air! “A sound between a shriek and a groan burst from many lips. “The father spoke not—sighed not. “Indeed he did not seem to breathe. “With a rush like that of a cannon-ball, the middy and his precious burden descended to the water. “Before the waves closed over them, twenty stout fellows, among them several officers, had dived from the bulwarks. “Another short period of bitter suspense ensued. “He rose. “He was alive! “His arms are seen to move! “He struck out towards the ship! “And despite of the discipline of a man-of-war three loud huzzas, an outburst of unfeigned and unrestrainable joy from the hearts of our numerous crew, pealed through the air and made the welkin ring. “Till this moment the old commodore stood unmoved. “The gallant middy and the child were safe! “The eyes that, glistening with pleasure, now sought his face, saw that it was ashy pale. “He attempted to descend the horse-block, but his knees bent under him. “He seemed to gasp for breath, and put up his hand, as if to tear open his vest, but, before he could accomplish his object, he staggered forward, and would have fallen on deck had he not been caught by old Black Jake. “He was borne into his cabin, where the surgeon attended him, whose utmost skill was required to restore his mind to its usual equability and self-command, in which he at last happily succeeded. “As soon as he had recovered from the dreadful shock, he sent for the gallant Ned and had a long confidential chat, but so overpowered was he, that he could only grasp Ned’s hand, as he said in a faint voice, “‘Heaven bless you, my lad; you have proved yourself a hero, and worthy of the profession you have chosen. I shall write to the Admiralty directly and inform them of your grand feat, and I have no doubt promotion will attend it. At all events, Ned, accept my heartfelt thanks.’” “‘You have made an old man happy and young again.’” * * * * * “A most gallant deed,” said the old dame. “Yes, worthy of the Spartans,” chuckled Sir Andrew. “You said the name of the ship was—” “The ‘Diamond.’” “Why, that was the vessel in which young Warbeck sailed with Lieutenant Garnet.” “I know it was,” said the stranger. “She has had a most successful cruise against the Skeleton Crew and the smugglers, and chief among those who distinguished themselves, both afloat and ashore, was the same gallant young middy I have been speaking to you about.” “He must be an heroic boy, whoever he is, and he is called Ned, too, eh?”