The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A TaleCooper, James Fenimore
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The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A Tale
Cooper, James Fenimore
Sea stories
The Coquette, by this time, had run so far as to have the entrance of
the Cove open; and she was separated from her object, only by a
distance of a few cables’-length. In obedience to an order given by
Ludlow, all the light canvas of the ship was taken in, and the vessel
was left under her three top-sails and gib. There remained, however, a
question as to the channel; for it was not usual for ships of the
Coquette’s draught, to be seen in that quarter of the bay, and the
threatening state of the weather rendered caution doubly necessary. The
pilot shrunk from a responsibility which did not properly belong to his
office, since the ordinary navigation had no concern with that secluded
place; and even Ludlow, stimulated as he was by so many powerful
motives, hesitated to incur a risk which greatly exceeded his duty.
There was something so remarkable in the apparent security of the
smuggler, that it naturally led to the belief he was certain of being
protected by some known obstacle, and it was decided to sound before
the ship was hazarded. An offer to carry the free-trader with the
boats, though plausible in itself, and perhaps the wisest course of
all, was rejected by the commander, on an evasive plea of its being of
uncertain issue, though, in truth, because he felt an interest in one
whom he believed the brigantine to contain, which entirely forbade the
idea of making the vessel the scene of so violent a struggle. A yawl
was therefore lowered into the water, the main-top-sail of the ship was
thrown to the mast; and Ludlow himself, accompanied by the pilot and
the master, proceeded to ascertain the best approach to the smuggler. A
flash of lightning, with one of those thunder-claps that are wont to be
more terrific on this continent than in the other hemisphere, warned
the young mariner of the necessity of haste, if he would regain his
ship, before the cloud, which still threatened them, should reach the
spot where she lay. The boat pulled briskly into the Cove, both the
master and the pilot sounding on each side, as fast as the leads could
be cast from their hands and recovered.
“This will do;” said Ludlow, when they had ascertained that they could
enter. “I would lay the ship as close as possible to the brigantine,
for I distrust her quiet. We will go nearer.”
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