I asked.

"Thank you, sir; I've no objection," was the response; and we were just

turning away toward the saloon companion when the mate stepped quietly

up to me and said--

"I suppose we may as well rig out the stu'n'sail-booms all ready for

making sail as soon as the pilot has left us? It will be a pity not to

make the most of this fair wind while it lasts."

"Certainly," I replied, somewhat unwillingly; for, truth to tell, I

thought it would be quite time enough to hurry when my poor mother had

gone ashore and we were on the other side of the Bill of Portland.

Roberts, however, evidently regarded the matter from a very different

standpoint from that which I occupied--perhaps he was anxious already to

show off the ship's pace--for, ere I had time to reach the companion,

his voice rang out loud and clear--

"Lay aft here, some of you lads, and rouse out the stu'n'sail gear; the

rest of you slip up aloft and cast loose the larboard fore-topmast and

topgallant stu'n'sail boom, ready for rigging out. Take a line aloft

with you, and send the end down on deck for the gear as soon as you are

ready. Look alive, my hearties!" Then, _sotto voce_, "Yon schooner is

a beauty, and no mistake; but she is not going to be allowed to run away

from this clipper if I can help it!"

So that was the explanation of friend Roberts's impatience! He had been

so long in the _Esmeralda_, and had been so accustomed to beating

everything that had been fallen in with, that he could not endure with

equanimity the sight of even a yacht running away from him. "It is

evident," thought I, "that the grass will have very little chance of

growing on this ship's copper so long as Roberts is mate of her. But I

shall have to keep an eye on the fellow, or perhaps he will be taking

the sticks out of her, or laying her on her beam-ends some day in the

excitement and enthusiasm of a race with something bigger and more

nimble than ourselves."

At length, to Roberts's unconcealed gratification, the pilot went down

over the side and shoved off, and we were left to our own resources.

"Up with your helm and let her pay off!" was now the word; "round-in

upon the starboard main-braces; now your larboard fore-braces; well

there; belay! Now rig out your booms, there, as soon as you are ready,

and let's get some muslin on the little beauty." And forthwith the mate

put in a pleasant hour decking the ship with her larboard

studding-sails, from the royals down. And truly, prepared as I was for

a somewhat out-of-the-way performance on the part of the little craft, I

was astounded at the ease and rapidity with which she overtook and

passed everything near her. The schooner-yacht had managed to slink

away to a distance of some three miles from us during our short

detention while landing the pilot, and by the time that my passengers

had said "good night" and retired to their cabins she was the only craft

ahead of us; and we had been gaining on her fast until her people,

noticing this fact, had begun to pack sail upon her; and now there she

was, straight ahead of us, with her mainsheet eased well off, a gigantic

balloon topsail over her huge mainsail, and an immense square-sail set

forward, with all her larboard studding-sails spread, skimming away

swiftly and easily as a wreath of summer mist over the smooth surface of

the Channel waters. I remained on deck until midnight, when, giving the

second mate a word of caution not to carry his canvas too long in the

event of the breeze freshening--which, however, it gave no indication of

doing--I retired below and turned in with the gratifying feeling that I

was now my own master; that I was working for myself, and should

henceforth reap the direct benefit of my own labour and skill--such as

the latter might be; that, in fact, my fortune was in my own hands, to

make or mar; as it is in the hands of every young man.

The sound of the scrubbing-brushes, as they were set to work at four

bells (six o'clock) next morning, awoke me; and, hastily donning such

garments as were indispensable, I went on deck to take a look round.

The easterly breeze, though it had proved somewhat fitful, had held with

sufficient strength through the night to place us off Selsey Bill, with

the high land of Saint Catherine's Point looming faintly ahead of us

about two points on the starboard bow; and there, too, hauling up for

the inside of the Wight, was our friend the schooner-yacht of the night

before, some two miles inshore of us and about the same distance ahead.

The mate was very busy with the hose, with which he was liberally

sluicing the decks and bulwarks, to say nothing of the bare feet and

legs of those of the crew who in their scrubbing operations happened to

approach within range of him. Of the yacht's existence he was

apparently quite oblivious; at all events, he carefully abstained from

directing his glances in her direction.

"Good morning, Mr Roberts," I exclaimed genially. "So you were unable

to overtake the flyer yonder, after all."

"Good morning, sir," he responded with equal geniality. "(Now then, you

sodgers, stand clear of the hose if you don't want a ducking. Serve you

right, Tom; you'll take warning, perhaps, the next time I give it you.)

The flyer, sir? Oh, you mean the yacht. Well, of course, they have the

pull of us in light weather, such as we've had through the night; but

I'll bet my hat that neither yonder schooner nor e'er a yacht that now

happens to be away there inside the island could look at us in a good,

honest to'gallant breeze. You wait a bit, sir; the little hooker hasn't

had a chance yet to show what she can do. But there's a breeze coming

by-and-by, if I'm any judge of that sky away there to the east'ard; and

then, after we've touched at Weymouth and hauled out again into the wake

of that fleet astarn of us, you'll have a chance to judge of the

_Esmeralda's_ paces when she lays herself out to travel. Now, boys, lay

aft here with your squeegees, and give this poop a drying down!"

It was a glorious morning; the sun, already well above the horizon, just

taking the keen edge off the air, and rendering the pure easterly breeze

soft and balmy without depriving it of any of its bracing and

exhilarating qualities; the sky a magnificent, deep, pure blue overhead,

softening down in tint to warm tender tones of grey as the eye travelled

from the zenith, horizon-ward. Cloud, properly speaking, there was

none, save a few faint streaks here and there of the kind known as

"mares' tails"; but away to the northward and eastward the sky at the

horizon, although it was of a clear pale primrose hue, had that peculiar

indescribable "hardness" of tint that, to the experienced eye, is the

sure forerunner of a good wholesome breeze. That breeze, however, was

yet to come; the wind at the moment being very paltry--little more than

sufficient, indeed, to keep the heavier canvas "asleep," and to send the

barque along at a speed of about five knots. The water was perfectly

smooth, save of course for the ripple caused by the light breeze; but,

so far as swell was concerned, there was absolutely none, the ship

neither pitching nor rolling perceptibly.

In due course my passengers made their appearance on deck, in high glee

at the favourable condition of the weather, and full of compliments as

to the comfort of the sleeping cabins. And indeed it was not difficult

to judge, by their fresh and cheerful looks, that they had enjoyed a

sound and undisturbed night's rest. Even poor Lady Desmond was looking

incomparably more bright and cheerful than had been the case with her a

short day previously, and was already beginning to speak hopefully of

her possible recovery.

As the day wore on, the wind, instead of freshening, as we had expected

from the indications at sunrise, grew more and more paltry; so that it

was rather late on in the afternoon ere we reached Weymouth. The

weather, however, had been undergoing a slow and subtle change all day;

and when we at length rounded to and backed the _Esmeralda's_ mainyard

in the roadstead the sky away to the eastward was overspread by a broad

bank of dirty grey vapour reaching almost to the zenith, the mares'

tails had increased in number and become more strongly defined, and a

thin veil of scarcely perceptible vapour was sweeping steadily athwart

the blue. The horizon to the eastward, too, had become overcast--so

much so, indeed, as to completely obscure Saint Alban's Head; the wind

was beginning to freshen in fitful puffs, and the small surges

occasionally combed and broke into a miniature white cap. All of which

indicated with sufficient clearness that the long-expected breeze was

close at hand, and that, moreover, we should probably have quite as much

of it as we wanted. I accordingly lost no time in lowering the gig, and

getting my mother and her belongings into her; when we shoved off--

leaving the ship in charge of Mr Roberts--and stretched out for the

harbour. My mother seemed a good deal cut up, now that the moment of

parting had drawn so very near, and--poor soul--spent most of the short

time during which we were traversing the space between the ship and the

harbour, with her head on my shoulder, crying softly, and fondling my

disengaged hand in hers. While, as for me, I was--like most sailors--

sadly wanting in eloquence, and could think of nothing better or more

encouraging to say than that I was at last really starting out to seek

my fortune, and that I fully intended to find it ere I returned to her.

Ah me! how little I guessed at the hardship and suffering in store for

me, or the anxiety and anguish of mind that my dear mother was to endure

before we two should meet again!

Landing at the flight of boat-steps near the inner end of the pier, I

put my mother and her baggage into the first fly that presented itself;

kissed her a dozen times; said good-bye hurriedly, and tore myself away;

springing hastily into the stern-sheets of the gig with a final wave of

the hand as the dear soul drove away.

"Give way, men!" I exclaimed huskily; "the breeze is freshening fast,

and I care not how soon we are once more on board the _Esmeralda_!"

The breeze was indeed freshening fast; the thick weather had crept down

the coast until the high land about the Burning Cliff was only dimly

visible; and as we dashed out past the end of the pier, the water in the

bay was all flecked with white. The _Esmeralda_, with royals clewed up,

was halfway across toward Portland Roads; but Roberts was evidently

keeping a sharp lookout, for, judging it to be about time for us to make

our appearance, he had already filled on the ship, and as we rounded the

buoy marking the extremity of the reef on the south side of the harbour,

we saw her fly up into the wind and tack with a rapidity which I had

certainly never before witnessed in a square-rigged ship. The little

beauty worked "as quick as they could swing the yards," as the stroke

oarsman remarked enthusiastically. We paddled gently ahead, leaving to

those on board the task of picking us up; and very neatly and smartly

was it done too, the barque keeping a rap full, and tearing through the

water like a racer, until exactly the right moment, when she flew up

head to wind, shooting into the wind's eye in magnificent style, ranging

up alongside us in the boat and picking us up while still in stays, then

paying off again on the other tack almost before the tackles were hooked

on. Another minute and the gig was once more at the davits; and the

_Esmeralda_, on a taut bowline, and with her royal yards again

mast-headed, was rushing away at a perfectly bewildering pace, on a

course that would enable her to just handsomely weather the outer end of

Portland breakwater, if the little witch continued to eat into the wind

as she was then doing. Roberts was evidently in ecstasies at the ship's

behaviour; his flushed cheek, his sparkling eye, and his quick, restless

movements told me that; but he would have bitten his tongue out, rather

than have suffered himself to be betrayed into any remarks which could

possibly be construed into "fishing for a compliment;" and it was truly

amusing to watch the heroic efforts he made to simulate a cool and

indifferent demeanour. But it was plain enough that he was hungering

for a word of praise to the ship that he had learned to love as though

she were flesh of his flesh and bone of his bone: so I hastened to

gratify the good fellow by eulogising--as indeed I could with the most

perfect honesty--the marvellous weatherly qualities and speed of the

ship, as also the stiffness with which she stood up under her big spread

of canvas. Had I not done so, I verily believe that my reputation as a

seaman would have shrunk very materially in my chief mate's estimation,

instead of increasing, as it immediately did.

The wind being dead fair for the run out of the Channel, we "took our

departure" from the Bill of Portland; and, packing the studding-sails

upon the willing little barkie, passed Ushant at four o'clock the next

morning--a truly wonderful run; but then our patent log showed that we

had been travelling at the rate of a fair, honest fifteen knots from the

moment that we dropped that useful machine overboard off the Bill. This

magnificent breeze followed us up for the next four days, and carried us

into the latitude of Madeira--an almost unprecedented performance; but

it must not be forgotten that it was blowing a whole gale from the

eastward all this time, or well over our larboard quarter, allowing

every thread of canvas to draw to perfection; and, finding that the

barque carried her canvas superbly, I simply let Robert have his way

with her, although I must admit that never before in my experience had I

seen a craft so boldly driven. Then--on the evening of the fifth day

out from Weymouth--the wind rapidly dwindled away to nothing, and left

us rolling heavily on the steep swell that followed us. I concluded

that we had run into the doldrums, or horse latitudes, and that we

should now probably have calms, or light baffling airs until we fell in

with the trade-winds; but on going below to turn in at midnight, I

observed that a very decided fall of the barometer had taken place. I

therefore returned to the deck for a moment and cautioned the second

mate--whose watch it was--to keep a sharp lookout for any sign of a

decided change in the weather; and gave him strict injunctions to call

me immediately that any indication of such change should become

apparent. I had some thought of remaining on deck an hour or two

longer, to personally watch the development of events; but reflecting

that I had been out of my berth for the last eighteen hours, and that,

if we were to have bad weather, it might be some time before I should

have another opportunity to sleep, I decided to go below and get what

rest I could, especially as the sky was at that time perfectly clear,

with the stars shining brilliantly.

A sailor soon gets into the habit of falling asleep the moment his head

touches his pillow, and I was no exception to the rule, although my

newly assumed responsibilities caused me perhaps to sleep more lightly

than before; at all events, I had--even in the short time that we had

been at sea--acquired the faculty of being cognisant of almost

everything that happened on deck, even during the time that I was

asleep; and on this particular night it seemed to me that I had not been

in my berth more than ten minutes--though the time was actually close

upon two hours--when I heard the second mate quietly descending the

saloon staircase, and in another moment his knuckles were cautiously

tapping at the door of my cabin.

"Ay, ay," I answered drowsily; "what is it, Mr Forbes?"

"Sorry to disturb you, sir," was the reply, "but there seems to be

something brewing away down there to the south'ard and west'ard. It's

as black as a wolf's mouth thereaway; and there is a nasty cross swell

getting up, as you may feel for yourself, sir."

"All right," I returned, rolling reluctantly out of my berth; "I will be

on deck in a minute."

I was as good as my word; and upon popping my head outside the companion

I came to the conclusion that I had been called none too soon. There

was absolutely not a breath of air stirring save that created by the

heavy flapping of the canvas as the ship rolled, with a quick, uneasy

motion, almost gunwale-to; and upon interrogating the helmsman I learned

that he had lost all command over the vessel for fully an hour. It was,

as the second mate had said, intensely dark down in the south-western

quarter; and a very brief observation sufficed to demonstrate that the

pall of cloud which hid the heavens in that direction was slowly but

steadily spreading toward the zenith, star after star being blotted out

even as I watched them. The air, too, was close and oppressive as the

breath of an oven; while the surface of the sea was unusually agitated,

the run seeming to come from all points of the compass at once, and to

meet under the ship, causing her to "wallow" so awkwardly that the water

tumbled in over her rail in all directions, now forward, now aft, and

anon in the waist, and on either side with the utmost impartiality. The

water was everywhere of an inky blackness, save along the ship's bends

and where she dipped it in over her rail. This disturbed water looked,

at a short distance, as though it had been diluted with milk; but,

examined closely, it was found to glow with a faint fire, like the

glimmer of summer lightning, with small star-like points of stronger

light thickly scattered through it. The most perfect silence reigned

outside the ship, but on board there was quite a small Babel of sound

storming about us; the creaking of yard-parrels and trusses aloft,

mingled with the loud flap of the canvas to the roll of the ship, the

"cheep" of block-sheaves, the sharp "slatting" of suddenly tautened

gear, and the pattering of reef-points; while on deck there was the

monotonous swish of water washing athwart the planks from side to side,

with the choking gurgle of the water spouting up through the scuppers,

and the heavy splashing sound of the brine as it poured in over the

bulwarks; the whole set to a dismal accompaniment of creaking timbers,

rattling doors, and breaking crockery below.

"How long has the weather been like this, Mr Forbes?" I asked, as my

subordinate stood a few paces apart from me, waiting to hear what I had

to say about the aspect of things in general.

"Well, sir," he replied, "that is not a very easy question to answer.

It has been gathering ever since about half an hour after you went

below; but the change has been going on so imperceptibly that it

scarcely forced itself upon my attention until just before--Ah! did you

hear that, sir?"

A low, faint, weird, moaning sound, scarcely perceptible, had floated to

the ship, causing the mate to interrupt himself suddenly; and at the

same moment a light, evanescent puff of hot air seemed to sweep past us.

"Yes," said I, "I both heard and felt it. We are going to have a heavy

squall, if nothing worse, out of that blackness yonder. Turn the hands

up at once, and let them go to work to strip the ship without loss of

time. Get in all your light flying kites first of all, and stow them

snugly; then brail in your mizzen and stow it; let run your staysail

halliards, and haul up your courses. We will leave nothing spread but

the two topsails and the fore-topmast-staysail; then, let what will

come, we shall be prepared for it."

Forbes hurried away to execute this order, and next moment there came

the sounds of a most unmerciful pounding on the forecastle-head with a

handspike, and the accompanying cry of--

"Hillo there, sleepers; tumble up. All hands shorten sail! Hurry up,

my bullies, or we shall have the squall upon us before we are ready for

it."

The response to this summons was almost instantaneous, and in two or

three minutes the whole crew were at work, under the orders of Mr

Roberts, who had heard, even in his sleep, the distant cry of "All

hands," and had tumbled out without waiting for a more formal summons.

This man I now found to be excellent in such an emergency as the

present; calm, cool, and collected; not hurrying anybody, yet, as it

were, infusing his own energy and vitality into the men by the sharp,

incisive tones of his voice, and putting quicksilver into them by--as it

seemed--the mere exercise of his will. Under such masterful supervision

the work progressed rapidly, and in something over half an hour we had

the ship under her fore and main-topsails (which were patent-reefing)

and the fore-topmast staysail; every other thread being snugly furled,

and the men once more down on deck. The watch was then sent below again

for the short time remaining to them, and I composed myself comfortably

in a capacious wicker chair to abide the issue of events.

The sky had by this time become entirely overcast, from horizon to

horizon, and so intensely dark was it that I was literally unable to see

my hand when I raised it before my eyes, by way of experiment; and, but

for the dim radiance gleaming through the skylight from the turned-down

lamp in the saloon, the faint gleam of light from the binnacle

illumining feebly and in a ghostlike manner the head and shoulders of

the man who lounged beside the useless wheel, and the pale fires

flashing from the water that washed to and fro athwart the deck with the

roll of the ship, it would have been utterly impossible to have moved

from spot to spot save by the aid of one's memory of the various

localities about the ship.

A period of perhaps twenty minutes had elapsed since the retirement of

the watch below at the conclusion of their labours, and I had stolen on

tiptoe to the skylight--doubtless influenced to this stealthy mode of

progression by the profound silence of the night--for the purpose of

again consulting the barometer that swung therein, when I felt a heavy

drop of tepid water fall upon my face. This was followed by another,

and another, and another; and then, with the roar of a cataract, down

came the rain in a perfect deluge, thrashing the surface of the sea into

an expanse of ghostly, lambent, phosphorescent white that quickly spread

apparently to the extreme limits of the horizon, and filling our decks

so rapidly that it became necessary to open the ports fore and aft in

order to free them. This deluge lasted for about five minutes, when it

ceased as abruptly as it had begun; but even that short time had

sufficed to beat the sea down so smooth that the previous violent

rolling of the ship was reduced to a gentle, scarcely perceptible

oscillation.

"Now stand by to let run your fore and main-topsail halliards!" I

cried--a command which was responded to by a prompt "Ay, ay, sir!" from

the forecastle, the pattering of bare feet upon the deck, and the sound

of ropes falling smartly on the planking as the halliard-falls were

lifted off their pins and flung to the deck.

"How is her head?" I inquired of the helmsman.

"West-nor'-west, sir," was the reply.

"Man your starboard fore and main-braces, Mr Forbes," said I to the

second mate, who was standing by the break of the poop, peering

anxiously into the impenetrable gloom.

"Ay, ay, sir! Starboard fore and main-braces, lads. Be smart, now, and

lay the yards fore and aft before the squall breaks upon us!"

The men, who were evidently uneasy, and anxious to be doing anything

rather than spend their time in passive anticipation, sprang to the

braces and hauled the yards smartly round to a cheery "Yo heave ho;"

flattening in until they could get no more.

"Well there, belay!" commanded Forbes. And as he spoke a sudden,

powerful puff of warm air swept athwart the ship and was gone, causing

the topsails to flap violently once, and collapse again. This was

quickly followed by a second puff, heavier and rather less transient

than the last; indeed, it continued long enough to give the ship

steerage-way; for which I was deeply thankful, promptly availing myself

of it to order the helm hard up and get our bows pointed in a

north-easterly direction, so as to place the point in the horizon from

which we expected the squall dead astern of us. This was barely done

when Forbes cried out, in a voice the tones of which curiously expressed

a feeling of mingled alarm and relief--

"Stand by, sir; here it comes at last!"

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