CHAPTER VIII

AN INTERVIEW IN THE CAPTAIN'S CABIN

"Our log-book indicates that we passed a steamer to the northward of us at

four bells in the mid-watch," said Captain Ringgold, when Dr. Ferrolan

finished his narrative. "She was headed about west by south; and very

likely it was the one which ran into the Travancore, for no other was

reported."

"She was a vessel of about four hundred tons," added the viscount. "I was

in the pilot-house at the time, though the weather was so thick that I

could hardly make her out as she slipped off from our starboard bow, and

went on her course."

"Didn't she hail you, and offer to stand by you?"

inquired the commander.

"I heard something like a shout coming from her, and in a moment she was

beyond hailing-distance. I supposed we were going to the bottom in a few

minutes, and had my hands full, so that I had no time to look out for her,

though I supposed she would come about and render assistance; but we did

not hear from her again."

"It is possible that she did so, and was unable to find you, for it was

very dark, and the sea was very rough," suggested the commander. "But her

conduct looks heathenish, and I will warrant that she was not an English

steamer; for the British tars never pass by their fellow-beings on the

ocean in distress without rendering assistance."

"It was a new experience to me," added his lordship, "and perhaps I

neglected something I ought to have done."

"I think not; for your first and supreme duty at that time was to look out

for the safety of your own vessel," replied Captain Ringgold.

"So far as that was concerned, I believe I did all I could do to repair the

mischief," continued the viscount. "The chief engineer reported to me that

the side of the yacht was stove in near the bow, and that the water was

pouring into the hull. He suggested that a double sailcloth be hauled under

the vessel. We had no sails, but we promptly made use of an awning, and we

succeeded in drawing it under the bottom, and covering the aperture."

"That was precisely the right thing to do," said the commander.

"Probably it enabled us to float a short time longer than we should

otherwise have done; but the yacht had taken in too much water before we

applied the remedy, for suddenly, on the top of a huge wave, she made a

heavy roll, capsized, and came up with her keel in the air. I am only

afraid that I did not do all that might have been done."

"I could have done no more if I had been there with all my ship's company,"

the commander declared; for the amateur captain of the Travancore was a

conscientious man, and desired to relieve his mind of all blame for his

conduct; and he had really done all that could be done, though the remedy

applied was a failure.

"My chief engineer was an experienced man, and I followed his counsels in

everything," added the viscount.

"His lordship did all that it was possible for any man to do in such a

case," interposed the chief engineer of the Travancore, who was seated on

the platform. "I can only thank God that we were all saved, and I am sure

that no one is to blame."

"I am told that our cabin waiter and four coolies were picked up by the

other steamer," said Lord Tremlyn, as he looked about him.

"That is true, sir," interposed Mr. Boulong, who stood on the deck by the

platform. "Sir Modava told me there were eleven persons on board of the

wreck. I saw that number saved myself."

The details of the wreck of the Travancore were fully explained, though

individuals continued to talk about it until lunch-time. At the mid-day

repast the commander gave up his plan of seating the party, and invited the

members of it to select their own places; and they all took those they had

occupied at breakfast. In the afternoon the rough sea had almost entirely

subsided under the influence of the north-east monsoon, and the motion of

the steamer was easy and pleasant.

The company assembled in the music-room after a walk on deck, and the

captain, with the three notable guests, joined them after they had finished

their cigars; for all of them smoked. The "Gospel Hymns" and other hymn and

tune books were distributed. It was the usual time for singing, and the

trio from the Travancore contributed largely to the volume of tone on the

occasion. The new third officer had been stationed in the watch with Mr.

Boulong, and Scott had the first part of the afternoon watch. The officers

and engineers not on duty, as well as the members of the party from the

wreck, gathered at the windows of the music-room, and the commander invited

them to take seats in the apartment, thus adding still more to the volume

of the harmony. The music was all sacred, and nothing purely secular was

permitted by the captain.

Dr. Ferrolan, who had a fine bass voice, was invited to sing "Rocked in the

Cradle of the Deep," at the suggestion of Lord Tremlyn. His lordship sang

"Oh that I had Wings!" and Mrs. Belgrave, who was the pianist of the

occasion, gave a solo, while Sir Modava sang the "Missionary Hymn," which

is still a favorite in England and America, translated into the Hindu

language. The party who could not understand him followed in the

hymn-books.

"I wonder who wrote that beautiful hymn," said Mrs. Blossom, when there was

a pause as the singer finished. "It says Heber in my book, but I don't know

who he was."

"Reginald Heber was an English clergyman and poet, born in 1783. He was a

student in an Oxford college; I forget which," replied Sir Modava.

"Brasenose," prompted the viscount.

"As a student in this college he wrote 'Palestine,' for which he obtained

the prize; and it still holds a place in the literature of England. He soon

obtained a living, and occupied a prominent position among the clergy of

his native island. In 1823 he was made Bishop of Calcutta.

"Three years later, in the midst of his zealous labors in the service of

his Master, he died at Trichinopoly of apoplexy, greatly lamented. Perhaps

'From Greenland's icy mountains,

From India's coral strand,'

which you have sung this afternoon, is the widest-known of Bishop Heber's

hymns; but will you indulge me if I ask you to sing another of them, which

I find in the book I hold in my hand?--

'Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid.'"

The hymn was sung to Mozart's music by about twenty voices, and the effect

was exceedingly agreeable. Sir Modava seemed to be in a rapture, as the

piece was his favorite, and came from one who was connected with his native

land.

He was a rather tall and slender man, and all the ladies declared that he

was very handsome; and his slightly dusky hue added to, rather than took

from, the beauty of his countenance. He wore a small mustache, but no other

beard. He was a nervous and highly sensitive person, and there was always a

smile on his face. He had already become a favorite among the gentlemen as

well as the ladies.

Another meeting was held in the evening, which was varied by some speaking

on the part of the gentlemen, including the guests, Uncle Moses, Dr.

Hawkes, and the commander. At the conclusion of the exercises, Sir Modava

begged the company to close by singing another of Bishop Heber's verses,

which he repeated from memory, though it was in one of the books:--

"God that madest earth and heaven,

Darkness and light;

Who the day for toil hast given,

For rest the night,--

May thine angel guards defend us,

Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,

This livelong night!"

With this musical prayer on their lips, the company retired. Most of them

went to their staterooms; for the guests were very tired, and the regular

inmates of the cabin had left their berths at an unusually early hour in

the morning. All of them, whether technically religious or not, had been

greatly impressed by the music and the speaking of the evening. Dr.

Ferrolan was a more inveterate smoker than his companions in misfortune,

and he went with the commander to the deck, and was invited to the

captain's cabin, where he was provided with cigars.

"As you have already learned, Doctor, I am greatly interested in the

educational feature of my ship," said Captain Ringgold, after they had

conversed a while. "I desire to make it as attractive as possible, and I

have studied to vary it all I could."

"You have turned your ship into a noble and useful institution," replied

the guest. "Lord Tremlyn and Sir Modava have both spoken in the highest

terms of this feature. And these lectures are mainly for the benefit of Mr.

Belgrave, your owner?"

"The plan was introduced principally on his account; but it has grown into

an exercise for all the cabin party, and most of them are speakers as well

as listeners; for it makes all of them feel a greater interest in the

conferences," replied the commander. "To-morrow we are to begin upon India,

dwelling upon its geography, civilization, government, and history. Now, I

wish to ask you, Doctor, if there would be any impropriety in my asking the

members of your party berthed in the cabin to take part in these

exercises?"

"Not the slightest, Captain Ringgold."

"Probably you are all better informed in regard to the affairs of the

peninsula than any three other men I could find if I were to search for

them here and in England," added the commander.

"You are not far from right, sir, as far as my associates are concerned;

for officially or unofficially they have visited every part of India, and

studied up in detail everything relating to the people, the country, the

army, and the institutions, both native and British."

"As you have been with Lord Tremlyn in his travels, you must be very

familiar with the affairs of India, Doctor."

"Reasonably familiar; but not so well acquainted with them as my

companions," answered the physician. "Perhaps I do not violate any

confidence in saying that his lordship and his Hindu friend had a

conversation just before dinner to-day, in which they were discussing in

what manner they could best assist you in seeing India. As you suggest,

they are the two men who know more of India than any others I think of, not

excepting the governor-general and his subordinates."

"I came to this conclusion when I learned the nature of their mission."

"Sir Modava is personally acquainted with all the native princes; and he

and his lordship are regarded by them as second only to the viceroy, as he

is often unofficially designated. Every door in India, except those of a

few mosques and Parsee temples, open to them, and procure for them and

their friends all the privileges that can reasonably be expected. We

respect the religious exclusiveness of the sects, and do not ask them to

exempt our people from the operation of their rules and customs. The

British government rules India in the spirit of kindness and toleration,

and interferes with the religious, or even political, institutions only so

far as humanity and progressive civilization require. Both of them propose

to volunteer to attend you in your travels in the peninsula, if agreeable

to you."

"We should be delighted to have such conductors, and I shall gladly pay all

the expenses incurred," the commander declared, with an earnestness that

attested his sincerity.

"The expense is a matter of no consequence to the two gentlemen; for both

of them would be multimillionaires in America, though pounds don't count so

numerously as dollars. I am not at all sure they wouldn't gladly pay the

expenses of your party as well as their own; but I am not authorized to

speak on this point. I advise you not to mention expense to either of my

associates. But you can form no idea of the depths of gratitude in the

hearts of the three quartered in your cabin for the timely and skilful

service you rendered in saving us from certain death. I base my views on

what I have heard them say, and what I feel myself," said the doctor with

enthusiasm. "I am certain that any suggestion in regard to expense would

hurt the feelings of my friends and companions."

"I thank you, Dr. Ferrolan, for the frankness with which you have spoken,

and I shall assuredly profit by what you have said," added the commander.

"In what I said about expense I have been moved by what I should do myself

if I had the control of the matter, and were as able as Sir Modava and his

lordship to incur a heavy outlay; though I have a sufficient income to

support a bachelor, I am a poor man compared with them."

The interview closed, and the doctor retired at the end of his cigar. The

next morning Captain Ringgold obtained the ready assent of the two

gentlemen to take part in the conference appointed for half-past nine, and

later that of Dr. Ferrolan.

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