swiftly and successfully the little brig retraced her steps, careering like a sea-fowl over the watery mountains that rose in her path, ever and anon plunging into the yawning abyss; but gallantly she rose again, and, shaking herself from brine and foam, bounded onward. having ventured, after awhile, on the smallest show of canvas possible, the captain gave orders to sound the pumps, and sent mogford below to ascertain how things looked in the hold.
the mate slipped down the fore hatchway, making his way over tightly packed bales, empty crates and barrels, which were stowed on an extemporized half orlop-deck; and, watching his opportunity, jim ortop, the 'prentice, descended too, for the purpose of getting an hour or two's undisturbed sleep. discovering a crate half-filled with straw, he quietly stole into it, and, almost before the mate reached the deck again, was wrapped in slumber.
'there are two feet of water, sir, or a little more,' said mogford, when he reappeared; 'but i don't think there is much wrong, and the weather is moderating.'
'see that there's a good look-out kept,' replied the captain. 'we shall soon, at this rate, be upon the coast.' and scarcely were the words uttered, when a voice was heard from the forecastle, struggling for audience against the humming wind, 'land on the starboard bow!'
a misty line of elevated land was speedily traceable in the distance; and, wishing to avoid proximity to such a shore, the captain directed that the vessel should be brought up towards the wind. such, however, was the force of the gale, and such the difficulty of spreading even a modicum of canvas, that stauncy's seamanship was taxed to the utmost to save the ship from the grasp of that rock-bound coast. they were driven sufficiently near to discern, by the dusky moonlight, its frowning precipices, against which the sea broke heavily with deafening roar, sending up jets of spray into nooks and crannies where gulls and puffins had sought a roosting-place, and scaring them away to seek, with angry scream, a quieter retreat; but as yet there was no manifest danger.
'we're handy bude bay,' said pickard, who was assisting cole at the wheel; 'i know the look of that ugly headland well enough. we were coming home from america one time, and by our dead reckoning we ought'—
'down helm! run up the jib, and shake out the foretopsail,' said the captain sharply. 'we're well in for bude bay, and shall hardly clear the land without making all the sail we can.'
the vessel answered well to her helm, springing her luff to stauncy's satisfaction, but yawed alarmingly when a heavy sea struck her on the beam; so that he perceived at once how much depended on vigorous measures.
accordingly, the closely-reefed maintopsail and mainsail were set, an experiment which made the sarah ann heel over so much that she was well-nigh on her beam ends; but it succeeded, so that the brig was kept at a respectful distance from the grim-looking rocks which scowled behind snowy foam; and every heart felt light and hopeful when hartland point stood out in the distance, like a huge fog-bank, and the arms of bideford bay seemed stretched out rejoicingly, to welcome them back again.
'sound the pumps again,' said the captain, 'and i'll go below myself.'
'the water has gained on us rapidly, mr. mogford,' was his first remark on emerging from the hold, where he had unconsciously disturbed the slumbers of jim ortop. 'every time she pitches, it seems to pour in; we'll run up under lundy, and wait for the tide. keep the pumps agoing.'
in less than half an hour he descended again, and seemed to examine with some care the state of the seams. the lantern carried in his hand was suddenly extinguished, and the apprentice, who had fallen into a doze, was aroused by a harsh rasping sound which startled him, and stirred his curiosity. it went on for some minutes, and then, as though every barrel in the hold had been pierced at once, a gurgling, gushing noise assailed his ears, which taxed his powers of consideration no little; and, as it lasted for a considerable time, his brain became greatly excited. a scrambling over bales and crates succeeded; and, as the captain swung himself up the hatchway, jim heard him say, 'mr. mogford, i've been watching the water below, and it's gaining on us every minute;' and then, in a louder tone, 'all hands to the pumps! where's that skulking ortop got to?'
now, ortop was just beginning to engage in a small expedition on his own account. creeping quietly down to the part from whence the grating noise had proceeded, he passed his hands inquiringly in all directions; but nothing could he discover save a little trickling stream, which seemed to spring from under a projecting trenail, standing out from the ship's side like a giant vent-peg. so he made his way to the crate again, and, considering that he might as well be rope's-ended for a long nap as a short one, made himself as comfortable as he could.
daylight at length began faintly to appear, and the ship rolled and laboured as before; for, though the tempest had spent itself and was hushing up, she had now a considerable depth of water in her, as stauncy had reported.
'land ahead, sir!' said the mate.
'i see it, mogford. up helm! we'll run round off the cave.'
the brig fell off, and before she had passed rat island, to the south of lundy, the captain made another descent into the hold, guided by the light of a lantern. the candle was extinguished, the old creaking sound followed, and then that self-same rushing, splashing commotion which had astonished the apprentice before astonished him again, as though the skipper were tapping the casks for his private gratification. on, and on, and on, the mysterious rush continued; and the captain, having once more groped his way upward, exclaimed, 'get the boats ready for lowering: we're water-logged, sure enough! see that everything is right, mr. mogford, and i'll have another look.'
and, lantern in hand, he visited the mysterious spot once more, and the same harsh notes and hissing chorus chimed in with creaking timbers and splashing waves.
by this time the water had gained the aforesaid orlop-deck, and was slushing amongst the stowage; so that, after the captain had again ascended, the apprentice began to look out for a favourable time to accomplish his escape.
'is all ready?' said stauncy.
'all ready, sir,' replied the mate.
'then get what you can out of the ship, all of you, for she's settling down fast.'
the jolly-boat was lowered first, and manned by six of the crew; but the painter snapped before they had settled themselves, and away she went astern, dancing over the billows, soon lost to view in the hazy morning twilight.
'look sharp there!' said the captain; 'lower away quick!' and the other boat took the water like a gull. the 'prentice, who had turned up in the nick of time, sam pickard, the mate, and stauncy jumped into her; and scarcely had they cleared the vessel when her death-struggle came on. it was soon over, however. a heavy sea raised her by the stern, and, unable to recover herself, she swayed and writhed for a moment, and then sunk headlong into the leaping waters, which closed over her hurriedly, clashing and seething amid the moaning of the wind and the booming of the broken surges against the beetling cliffs of lundy isle.