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"
Are
ye
sure
,
lad
,
ye
saw
them
in
the
Bible
?
"
"
Quite
sure
,
"
I
replied
.
Almost
before
the
words
had
left
my
lips
the
wind
burst
upon
us
,
and
the
spray
dashed
over
our
decks
.
For
a
time
the
schooner
stood
it
bravely
,
and
sprang
forward
against
the
rising
sea
like
a
war-horse
.
Meanwhile
clouds
darkened
the
sky
,
and
the
sea
began
to
rise
in
huge
billows
.
There
was
still
too
much
sail
on
the
schooner
,
and
as
the
gale
increased
,
I
feared
that
the
masts
would
be
torn
out
of
her
or
carried
away
,
while
the
wind
whistled
and
shrieked
through
the
strained
rigging
.
Suddenly
the
wind
shifted
a
point
,
a
heavy
sea
struck
us
on
the
bow
,
and
the
schooner
was
almost
laid
on
her
beam-ends
,
so
that
I
could
scarcely
keep
my
legs
.
At
the
same
moment
Bill
lost
his
hold
of
the
belaying-pin
which
had
served
to
steady
him
,
and
he
slid
with
stunning
violence
against
the
skylight
.
As
he
lay
on
the
deck
close
beside
me
,
I
could
see
that
the
shock
had
rendered
him
insensible
;
but
I
did
not
dare
to
quit
the
tiller
for
an
instant
,
as
it
required
all
my
faculties
,
bodily
and
mental
,
to
manage
the
schooner
.
For
an
hour
the
blast
drove
us
along
,
while
,
owing
to
the
sharpness
of
the
vessel
's
bow
and
the
press
of
canvas
,
she
dashed
through
the
waves
instead
of
breasting
over
them
,
thereby
drenching
the
decks
with
water
fore
and
aft
.
At
the
end
of
that
time
the
squall
passed
away
,
and
left
us
rocking
on
the
bosom
of
the
agitated
sea
.
My
first
care
,
the
instant
I
could
quit
the
helm
,
was
to
raise
Bill
from
the
deck
and
place
him
on
the
couch
.
I
then
ran
below
for
the
brandy-bottle
,
and
rubbed
his
face
and
hands
with
it
,
and
endeavoured
to
pour
a
little
down
his
throat
But
my
efforts
,
although
I
continued
them
long
and
assiduously
,
were
of
no
avail
;
as
I
let
go
the
hand
which
I
had
been
chafing
,
it
fell
heavily
on
the
deck
.
I
laid
my
hand
over
his
heart
,
and
sat
for
some
time
quite
motionless
;
but
there
was
no
flutter
there
--
the
pirate
was
dead
!
It
was
with
feelings
of
awe
,
not
unmingled
with
fear
,
that
I
now
seated
myself
on
the
cabin
skylight
and
gazed
upon
the
rigid
features
of
my
late
comrade
,
while
my
mind
wandered
over
his
past
history
and
contemplated
with
anxiety
my
present
position
.
Alone
in
the
midst
of
the
wide
Pacific
,
having
a
most
imperfect
knowledge
of
navigation
,
and
in
a
schooner
requiring
at
least
eight
men
as
her
proper
crew
!
But
I
will
not
tax
the
reader
's
patience
with
a
minute
detail
of
my
feelings
and
doings
during
the
first
few
days
that
followed
the
death
of
my
companion
.
I
will
merely
mention
that
I
tied
a
cannon-ball
to
his
feet
,
and
with
feelings
of
the
deepest
sorrow
,
consigned
him
to
the
deep
.
For
fully
a
week
after
that
a
steady
breeze
blew
from
the
east
,
and
as
my
course
lay
west
and
by
north
,
I
made
rapid
progress
towards
my
destination
.
I
could
not
take
an
observation
,
which
I
very
much
regretted
,
as
the
captain
's
quadrant
was
in
the
cabin
;
but
from
the
day
of
setting
sail
from
the
island
of
the
savages
I
had
kept
a
dead
reckoning
,
and
as
I
knew
pretty
well
now
how
much
leeway
the
schooner
made
,
I
hoped
to
hit
the
Coral
Island
without
much
difficulty
.
In
this
I
was
the
more
confident
that
I
knew
its
position
on
the
chart
--
which
,
I
understood
,
was
a
very
good
one
--
and
so
had
its
correct
bearings
by
compass
.
As
the
weather
seemed
now
quite
settled
and
fine
,
and
as
I
had
got
into
the
trade-winds
,
I
set
about
preparations
for
hoisting
the
topsails
.
This
was
a
most
arduous
task
,
and
my
first
attempts
were
complete
failures
,
owing
,
in
a
great
degree
,
to
my
reprehensible
ignorance
of
mechanical
forces
.
The
first
error
I
made
was
in
applying
my
apparatus
of
blocks
and
pulleys
to
a
rope
which
was
too
weak
,
so
that
the
very
first
heave
I
made
broke
it
in
two
,
and
sent
me
staggering
against
the
after-hatch
,
over
which
I
tripped
,
and
striking
against
the
main-boom
,
tumbled
down
the
companion-ladder
into
the
cabin
.
I
was
much
bruised
and
somewhat
stunned
by
this
untoward
accident
.
However
,
I
considered
it
fortunate
that
I
was
not
killed
.
In
my
next
attempt
I
made
sure
of
not
coming
by
a
similar
accident
,
so
I
unreeved
the
tackling
and
fitted
up
larger
blocks
and
ropes
.
But
although
the
principle
on
which
I
acted
was
quiet
correct
,
the
machinery
was
now
so
massive
and
heavy
that
the
mere
friction
and
stiffness
of
the
thick
cordage
prevented
me
from
moving
it
at
all
.
Afterwards
,
however
,
I
came
to
proportion
things
more
correctly
;
but
I
could
not
avoid
reflecting
at
the
time
how
much
better
it
would
have
been
had
I
learned
all
this
from
observation
and
study
,
instead
of
waiting
till
I
was
forced
to
acquire
it
through
the
painful
and
tedious
lessons
of
experience
.
