Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
followed; and then, having thrust our handspikes into the windlass--just
as the party of which we had received information were seen on the top
of the neighbouring height--we made, with our united strength, one
desperate heave. A grinding sound, heard at the bottom of the vessel,
shewed she had been dislodged; but the cable had snapped, and I threw
myself down in despair, giving up all for lost. The dexterity of the
seamen saved us. The cable, while on the point of escaping, was caught,
jammed, and held fast, until it was spliced in such a manner as to be
capable of enduring as great a strain as ever. Laying our strength on
more cautiously, the grinding sound was again heard, and we affected a
quarter turn of the windlass. Coil after coil of the cable now passed
over the revolving beam, without farther incident; and at length the
vessel, floating smoothly in deep water, was hauled out to the offing,
just as a hundred armed ruffians, having surmounted the neighbouring
heights, were rushing down, with infuriated yells, towards us. The ample
folds of our pointed lateen sails were then spread to the winds; and we
joyfully proceeded on our way, while the baffled scoundrels stood
looking at us from afar; and we sat in safety looking at them, with the
prey that we had rescued out of their merciless hands.
"When our feelings had a little subsided after this excitement, and
while the most skilful seamen were superintending the adjustment of the
ballast, and studying the properties of the vessel, I went and sat down
by the father and daughter. I begged of the daughter that she would
excuse the hasty words which I had been led to use, in my anxiety to
leave such a dangerous shore. Her father assured me that he could easily
see the kindness of my heart amid the prompt decided manner which the
hour of danger required; and I assured him that there was not a man on
board who did not regard the saving of him and of his daughter as the
best part of the enterprise. He began to pour forth the warmest
expressions of gratitude, when my attention was called to the pilotage
of the vessel, and nothing more passed between us at that time. To
conduct the vessel through such intricate and precarious passages,
required the utmost care and unremitted attention; but at length, just
as the sun was gilding the watery waste with its setting radiance, we
reached the open sea, at the very place where I had been some years
before with the Spanish boy. I now asked the father where he would wish
to be carried.
"'To Havannah,' said he, with tears gushing down his cheeks.
"Upon this we directed our course, at a venture, a good way southward
from the point at which the sun was setting; and, as we had no compass,
we resolved to steer by the wind which was blowing steadily from one
point. We then made all snug for the night, keeping as much sail up as
the little vessel could safely carry; and, a proper watch having been
set, the remainder of the weary crew were sent to rest.
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