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
Harry now sat up, and there, sure enough, he saw by the dim light the
large head of an animal at the entrance of the hut. At the same instant
cries and shouts burst forth from the inmates of the other huts, and the
camp, till then so quiet, was in a complete uproar. Willy, awoke by the
noise, jumped up. "Why, it is a huge seal," he exclaimed. Fortunately
he had brought his club into the hut, and telling Peter to stand aside,
he dealt the animal a heavy blow on the nose. The poor seal, not
expecting such a reception, began to back out, when another blow laid it
lifeless. The midshipmen, on going outside their hut, saw the whole
ground covered by huge black forms moving in all directions, while the
seamen, armed with clubs or whatever they could pick up, were running
about, striking right and left at the astonished creatures. The seals
apparently had landed at one of their usual places of resort, not at all
expecting to find it occupied by human beings. In their fright several
charged right into the middle of the camp, and two of the huts were in a
moment levelled to the ground. They paid dearly for their mistake, for
the seamen, some frightened and others angry at being roused from their
slumbers, killed ten or twelve of them before they made their escape.
Some were seen moving at a rapid rate inland, bellowing loudly, while
others crawled quickly down into the water. Harry, fearing that the
ladies would be alarmed, hastened to their tent to assure them that
there was no danger.
Once more, the seals having taken their departure, order and quiet was
restored to the camp. In case they might return, a watch, however, was
placed, that due notice might be given of the approach of the intruders.
Sailors have happily a knack of going to sleep at times when other men
would be kept awake, and in a few minutes all hands, with the exception
of the watch, were again wrapped in slumber. Harry had hoped to get a
good night's rest, to be enabled the better to go through the duties of
the next day. He had been asleep some time, when he was once more
aroused by hearing Paul Lizard's voice.
"It's coming on to blow very hard, sir; and from the way the sea is
breaking into the bay, I am afraid the boats, if we don't look after
them, will be knocked to pieces."
"Call Mr Bollard, and we will see about it," said Harry, springing to
his feet.
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