large bushy whiskers and beard; they were wonderfully like each other.
The purser was one of the most gentlemanly and best educated men in the
ship. The marine officer was also a very excellent fellow, but he
squinted awfully, which made him carry his head somewhat on one side;
and his face was broad and strongly seamed with lines, which twisted in
a way that made him look as if he was always laughing. He however did
laugh very frequently, more especially at his own jokes, which, if not
always original, were very amusing. In the midshipmen's berth there
were several mates of long standing, who had come out on the station in
the hopes of getting their promotion, while besides Rogers and Adair
there were three other midshipmen, with their usual complement of other
grades. The frigate lay long enough off Freetown to make every one
rejoice to find themselves once more at sea. Lookouts were constantly
aloft on the watch for slavers. They had not been at sea many days,
when the exciting cry of "Sail ho!" was heard from the mast-head.
Several of the officers were soon seen going up the rigging with their
spy-glasses slung over their shoulders to look out for the stranger.
She was made out to be a ship dead to leeward. All sail was instantly
made in chase--she might be a merchantman, or possibly a man-of-war; but
that was not likely, and Captain Lascelles had received information that
a large slave-ship was expected off the coast. It was not till nearly
an hour had elapsed that the stranger bore up and made sail to escape.
This left no doubt as to her character, and every one looked forward to
the capture of an important prize. The frigate sailed remarkably well,
but a stern chase is a long chase, and several hours more passed before
the topsails of the stranger were seen above the horizon. Jack and
Terence could scarcely tear themselves from the deck even to go below to
dinner.
"I say, Paddy," observed the former, "I wonder whether you or I shall be
sent away in her when we take her. Will Hemming go in command, or will
one of the mates?--Lee or Weedon, perhaps."
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