The Voyages of the "Ranger" and "Crusader": And what befell their Passengers and Crews.Kingston, William Henry Giles
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The Voyages of the "Ranger" and "Crusader": And what befell their Passengers and Crews.
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
she will catch sight of us, and we shall be aboard again for breakfast.'
The word `breakfast' made us think of food, for we were feeling
somewhat hungry; but not a particle could be found in the boat. The
mate now divided us into two watches; he was in the one, I in the other.
While one of us steered, another kept a look-out, and the rest slept.
I confess that I felt from the first that the chance of catching the
ship was but small; still I hoped that we might do so, and hope kept up
my spirits during that long night. Sleep I could not for thinking of
you both, and what would become of you should I be lost. I knew we were
a long, long way from any land, without a drop of water or a particle of
food. We could scarcely, therefore, expect to survive till we should
reach even the nearest point. While I sat alongside the mate, talking
of the possibility of overtaking the ship, I asked him whether he really
thought we could do so.
"`That depends whether during the night she carries much sail or not.
The captain believes that the boat was swamped. To tell you the truth,
Mr Dicey, I don't think we shall overhaul her, however, we must not
give way to despair. If the worst comes to the worst, we must try and
make a little island which lies midway between the coast of South
America and Africa, called Trinidada. It is a barren spot, but I have
heard that water is to be procured there, and it is said that a few
runaway seamen, with negro wives, manage to pick up a livelihood on it.
If so, we shall not want for food, as where they exist we can manage to
support ourselves till a ship passes within hail.' By the mate's
calculation, the island he spoke of was about a hundred and twenty miles
away to leeward. It was, however, but a small dot in the ocean to hit
to a certainty; still he thought we should not fail to pass within sight
of it. `However,' he concluded, `mind, I don't think that it is
impossible we may, after all, be in sight of the ship at daylight.' The
boat was making fine weather of it, and slipping at the rate of five or
six knots an hour through the water, so that, had we possessed something
to eat and drink, we should have had less cause for anxiety.
Notwithstanding this, the men kept up their spirits wonderfully, and as
they were roused up one after the other to take their watch, each man
had a joke on his lips. The thing they chiefly seemed to sigh for was a
pipe of tobacco. Tom had had some in his pocket, he declared, when he
went overboard, but it must have slipped out, and he mourned its loss
more than that of his hat.
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