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
Ludlow had no sooner given his orders to the officer in charge of the
deck, than the whistle of the boatswain was heard summoning all hands
to their duty. When the crew had been collected, tackles were hooked to
the large boats stowed in the centre of the ship, and the whole of them
were lowered into the water. The descent of those suspended on the
quarters, was of course less difficult and much sooner effected. So
soon as all the boats, with the exception of one at the stern, were
out, the order was given to ‘cross top-gallant-yards.’ This duty had
been commenced while other things were in the course of performance,
and a minute had scarcely passed before the upper masts were again in
possession of their light sails. Then was heard the usual summons of,
‘all hands up anchor, ahoy!’ and the rapid orders of the young officers
to ‘man capstan-bars,’ to ‘nipper,’ and finally to ‘heave away.’ The
business of getting the anchor on board a cruiser and on board a ship
engaged in commerce, is of very different degrees of labor, as well as
of expedition. In the latter, a dozen men apply their powers to a
slow-moving and reluctant windlass, while the untractable cable, as it
enters, is broken into coils by the painful efforts of a grumbling
cook, thwarted, perhaps, as much as he is aided by the waywardness of
some wilful urchin who does the service of the cabin. On the other
hand, the upright and constantly-moving capstan knows no delay. The
revolving ‘messenger’ is ever ready to be applied, and skilful petty
officers are always in the tiers, to dispose of the massive rope, that
it may not encumber the decks.
Ludlow appeared among his people, while they were thus employed. Ere he
had made one hasty turn on the quarter-deck, he was met by the busy
first-lieutenant.
“We are short, sir,” said that agent of all work.
“Set your top-sails.”
The canvas was instantly permitted to fall, and it was no sooner
stretched to the yards, than force was applied to the halyards, and the
sails were hoisted.
“Which way, sir, do you wish the ship cast?” demanded the attentive
Luff.
“To seaward.”
The head-yards were accordingly braced aback in the proper direction,
and it was then reported to the captain that all was ready to get the
ship under way.
“Trip the anchor at once, sir; when it is stowed, and the decks are
cleared, report to me.”
This sententious and characteristic communication between Ludlow and
his second in command, was sufficient for all the purposes of that
moment. The one was accustomed to issue his orders without explanation,
and the other never hesitated to obey, and rarely presumed to inquire
into their motive.
“We are aweigh and stowed, sir; everything clear,” said Mr. Luff, after
a few minutes had been allowed to execute the preceding commands.
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