<h2 id="CHAPTER_X">CHAPTER X.</h2>
<p class="i2">ESCORTED BEYOND DANGER.—DAILY WORK ON SHIPBOARD.—WE
SAVE A BOATFULL OF CASTAWAYS.—HOW
WE FOUND THEM.</p>
<p class="p2">"We're in for it now," said the captain, "and
must take our chances. We'll hug the Spanish
coast pretty closely, and if they press us hard we
may have to take refuge in some of the ports of
Spain. It's lucky for us, there's a fairly good number
of them,—Barcelona, Valencia, Alicante, Cartagena,
Malaga, and several others. We will stop at Gibraltar,
and perhaps we may find a British man-of-war
sailing out of that port by the time we're ready
to start."</p>
<p>Fortunately for us we didn't see a single corsair
from the time we passed the Chateau d'If until we
sighted the Rock of Gibraltar. Just as we came in
sight of the famous rock we saw a vessel coming
into the straits which had a piratical look. She
steered in our direction; and we steered for safety
to the spot where we had formerly anchored. We
turned around Europa Point, where the Rock of
Gibraltar juts into the Mediterranean, with the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</SPAN></span>
pirate ship not more than half a mile away from us.
She had tried her best to cut us off, and would have
done so if she had had fifteen minutes more to her
advantage. Another vessel was in sight at a distance;
and if we had attempted to run out of the
straits without stopping at Gibraltar, we should have
dropped directly into her jaws. Anyway, between
the two of them there was little chance for our escape.</p>
<p>We were not as cordially received this time at
Gibraltar as on our first arrival. The enthusiasm
over the rescue of the Warwick and her people had
somewhat abated; but this is in accordance with
human nature generally, and we were not at all surprised
at it. Under the circumstances, Captain
Dawson decided to give liberty on shore to nobody,
and to shorten the stay of the Washington in port
as much as possible. He ascertained that an English
frigate would sail for London in two or three
days, and asked the privilege of following in her
wake. The privilege was granted; and he was told
to be in readiness for the signal to depart.</p>
<p>Early on the morning of the third day the signal
for departure was hoisted on the British man-of-war.
We hove anchor at once; and as there was a favoring
wind we sailed out of the Bay of Gibraltar, and
after passing Europa Point backed our sails, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</SPAN></span>
waited for the Englishman. He took his own time
for starting, and we lay there hove-to for an hour
or more. Meantime, our captain had his eye on two
vessels away out in the straits that looked very
much like Algerines. Their movements indicated
that they were "laying for" us. They probably expected,
and certainly hoped, that we were going to
sail through the straits unaccompanied by any escort,
as there was no American war-ship at Gibraltar
to give us any attention.</p>
<p>When the Algerine captains saw the English man-of-war
coming out and heading for the straits, the
Washington following close behind, they knew that
their chances for business were decidedly interfered
with for that day at least. The Englishman steered
straight out into the Atlantic, not turning up the
coast in the direction of Cadiz as we feared he
might. Whether he did it out of courtesy to us, or
merely to give himself a wide offing, I am unable
to say; but we were all very glad he did so. The
corsairs steered away to the south in the direction
of the coast of Morocco; and the last we saw of
them they sank beneath the horizon beyond Cape
Spartel.</p>
<p>We sailed all day in the company of the British
man-of-war,—I think her name was Grampus, but
am not sure,—and when sunset came the coast was<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</SPAN></span>
almost out of sight in the distance. Two or three
merchant ships flying the English flag were in sight,
or had been during the day. They were in no danger
from the pirates, and of course could sail wherever
they liked. At sundown our escort dipped his
flag by way of saying farewell, and we dipped ours
in return.</p>
<p>We gave some extra dips, like taking off our hats
two or three times in succession, in order to thank
him for his courtesy; and a great courtesy it was,
in view of the strained relations existing at that
time between our respective countries. I wondered,
as I looked at the graceful figure of the Grampus
dancing on the water, whether there were any impressed
Americans serving on board of her, and perhaps
looking over the rail in our direction, wishing,
oh, so earnestly, that they were on board the Washington,
under their own dear flag, and sailing for
home.</p>
<p>Again and again we thanked our lucky stars that
we relieved the crew of the Warwick as we did,
and brought her safe to port. Our captain said, or
at least Haines declared that he said it, "Charity is
one of the noblest acts of which man is capable;
and the best charity of all is that which receives a
double reward, a high rate of salvage and protection
against sea-robbers."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>The Grampus and Washington steered on the same
course for the greater part of the night; we could
see her lights ahead of us, and noted that the distance
steadily increased as the hours wore on. She
had evidently cracked on all sail after bidding us
good-by, having previously kept her canvas somewhat
reduced in order to enable us to keep up to her.
About four bells in the morning watch she turned
to the northward; and at sunrise we had drawn so
far apart that her hull had sunk below the horizon.
By this time we were out of the area covered by
the Algerine corsairs, and had nothing further to
fear from them.</p>
<p>We had a favoring wind for several days, and took
a straight course for home. Nothing worthy of note
occurred for five or six days; and had it not been
for a great deal of cleaning up and general overhauling
of the ship we might have had an easy time
of it. The captain was anxious to have his craft
appear in as nice a condition as possible when it
entered port and passed under the eyes of the owners.
The common notion with landsmen is that when a
ship leaves port on a long voyage she is in her finest
condition, and comes home very much battered and
bruised, and used up generally.</p>
<p>Now, the real fact is that unless she has some
accident, or happens to come home in the dead of<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[140]</SPAN></span>
winter when it is impossible to do any work, she
is in better condition when she reaches home than
at any other time. When she sails from port her
decks and sides are black and dirty from taking in
cargo, her standing rigging is generally slack, there
are loose ends hanging everywhere, and, as a sailor
would express it, "everything is adrift."</p>
<p>The longer the voyage is the better is the appearance
of the ship, provided she has fine weather for
the last month or so of it. The best-looking vessels
I've ever seen were those that had come round Cape
Horn or Cape of Good Hope on their return from
the other side of the world.</p>
<p>The captain kept us busy setting up and tarring
all our standing rigging, setting the masts, ratting
down or up the lower and topmast rigging, scraping
the ship inside and out, decks, masts, and booms,
and pounding the rust off the chains, bolts, and
fastenings. The whole ship was gone over, inside
and out, during our voyage. The work began the
second day out from Gibraltar, and was continued
almost all the time until we got back to Boston
again.</p>
<p>On the tenth day after passing the straits the
watch on deck was busy with the work of touching
up the ship. I was aloft, tarring down the
standing rigging near the foremast, and my posi<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[141]</SPAN></span>tion
was higher up than that of any other man of
the crew. I happened to look off toward the leeward
and thought I saw a speck on the water; I
looked again and felt sure there was a boat or something
of the sort. But it was a speck, and nothing
more.</p>
<p>I hesitated a moment as to what I should say or
do; I concluded it best to call one of the officers
and let him decide. So I shouted,—</p>
<p>"On deck there!"</p>
<p>"Aye, aye, there; what is it?" came to me in the
voice of the first mate.</p>
<p>"There's something in sight away to leeward!"
I answered. "I don't know what it is."</p>
<p>"Aye, aye," was the reply; "go on with your work."</p>
<p>The captain was in the cabin at the time, and the
mate informed him of my report.</p>
<p>Immediately Captain Dawson came on deck with
his glass, mounted into the foretop, and asked me
where away was my discovery.</p>
<p>I indicated the direction, and he brought his glass
to bear upon the object. He must have looked at
it for nearly ten minutes, certainly for five; then,
without saying a word, he descended to the deck and
spoke to Mr. Stevens.</p>
<p>A moment later the mate shouted for all who were
aloft to come down; and as soon as we reached the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[142]</SPAN></span>
deck the Washington's course was changed to the
direction of the little speck I had seen.</p>
<p>Not a word was said by the captain and mate to
any of the crew as to the cause of the change of
course. I told Haines and several others what I
had seen, and that I thought we were about to take
up a boat from a wrecked ship.</p>
<p>In a little while the speck became clearly visible
from the deck; and as we approached it, we who had
no telescopes could clearly make out that it was a
boat with a rude substitute for a sail spread in the
bows. We ran free, and overhauled it in a short
time; and as we approached it we could see a white
cloth waved in the air to assure us that some one
was on board.</p>
<p>As we came up to the boat we hove to for it to come
alongside. The people on board seemed to have considerable
difficulty in maneuvering their craft, and so
Mr. Johnson, our second mate, was ordered to lower
one of our boats and go to the relief of the stranger.
This he did promptly, and very soon the two boats
were alongside, fastened to ropes that had been thrown
over for their accommodation.</p>
<p>Mr. Johnson sent one of the men from our boat up
the side of the ship to the deck, to tell the captain
that the people in the strange boat were so exhausted
that they would be unable to climb the rope safely,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[143]</SPAN></span>
and he advised that a sling should be rigged in order
to get them on board.</p>
<p>Immediately on learning this Captain Dawson
ordered a sling to be rigged from the end of the
mainyard. In ten or fifteen minutes the sling was
ready, and meantime some bread and hot coffee had
been lowered for the use of the unfortunate strangers.
There were eight of them in the boat altogether, and
as I looked over the side I could see that there were
two women and a girl in the party. One of the
women was middle aged, and the other young, perhaps
sixteen or thereabouts. These two and the girl, who
appeared to be six or seven years old, clung closely
together, and I judged that the elder of the trio was
the mother of the other two. Close by them was a
soldierly, dignified man who seemed to be consoling
and cheering them, and I concluded that he was the
husband of the elder woman, and the father of the two
others.</p>
<p>When the sling was ready the strangers were
speedily hoisted on deck. The sling was made of a
piece of stout canvas sewn into the shape of a chair,
and with its sides held into position by means of part
of a hoop from an old water-cask.</p>
<p>The edge of the canvas was turned over so as to
make it double, and in this doubled edge three holes
were pierced to receive the ends of a half-inch rope.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[144]</SPAN></span>
The three small ropes were joined together about four
feet above the sling and fastened to a three-quarter-inch
rope that passed through a tackle at the end of
the mainsail-yard. By means of this rope and tackle
the chair, or sling, could be raised and lowered at will.</p>
<p>It was lowered into the boat and the middle-aged
woman was placed in it. She hesitated at first at
trusting herself to be hoisted into the air; but the man
I took to be her husband urged her, and after a little
demur she sat down as directed. Mr. Johnson had
stepped into the boat to see that the sling was properly
managed, and before the order was given to hoist away
he passed a rope around the sling and its passenger,
so that in case she became frightened and lost control
of herself she would not be likely to fall out.</p>
<p>When all was ready the word was given and the men
on the deck of the Washington hauled away with a
will. When the sling was well above the level of our
rail it was drawn in on deck by means of a line that
had been fastened to it independent of the hoisting-line.
As it was drawn in the sailors who had hoisted
it eased away on the rope, and in less time than it
takes me to tell it the fair passenger stood on the deck
of our ship.</p>
<p>Captain Dawson approached the lady, raised his
hat, and said,—</p>
<p>"Madam, please walk into my cabin and make your<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[145]</SPAN></span>self
at home. Your friends will join you immediately
as they are brought on board."</p>
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<p>The lady, for she was a real lady, thanked Captain
Dawson for his politeness, and accepted his invitation.
He accompanied her to the door of his cabin, again
raised his hat to her, and returned to his place on
deck near the mainmast.</p>
<p>A minute or so after he came back the other woman
was safely hoisted on deck. Captain Dawson repeated
in almost the same words the invitation to go to his
cabin. The young woman thanked him, and said,—</p>
<p>"If you please, sir, I'll stay here until my sister
comes. She will be next, I believe, so your officer
said, and we two will go together."</p>
<p>The captain bowed, saying, "Just as you please;
the cabin is at your service at any moment, and the
lady who first came on board is now there."</p>
<p>Very speedily the little girl reached the Washington's
deck, and immediately seized her sister by the
hand.</p>
<p>"What a nice way of getting on board that is!"
said the younger one; "seemed to me as though I was
a bird and flying through the air; but I wouldn't like
to go far that way."</p>
<p>"No," replied the other; "neither would I. It's
very kind of the people on this ship to take so much
trouble on our account."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[146]</SPAN></span>
"Pardon me, but it is always a sailor's duty to aid
those in distress," said Captain Dawson, who was
standing so near that he could not help overhearing all
that was said by the two sisters. "And what greater
distress can there be than yours as we found you on
the open ocean? Come, please, now you are together,
and go to my cabin."</p>
<p>Without waiting for a reply he led the way to the
entrance of the cabin followed by the young woman
and girl. Then he bowed himself away as he had
done in the previous instance.</p>
<p>The next to come on board was the man whom I
took for the head of the family whose other members
we had already received. My surmise was correct;
he announced himself as Captain Graham of His
Majesty's army, and explained that he was on his way
from London to Bermuda on the ship Evelyn, Captain
Woods, accompanied by his family. They were
the only passengers on the ship, and, as circumstances
had turned out, he was very glad that such was the
case. Captain Dawson asked him if he would join
his family in the cabin or remain on deck. He paused
a moment, and then said he thought he would see his
wife and daughters, as they might possibly need his
assistance in some way.</p>
<p>"All right," said Captain Dawson; "I'll go with
you, and show you the cabin and the accommodations<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[147]</SPAN></span>
that it will be possible to give you. We are not
fitted up for carrying passengers," he explained,
"but we will manage in some way to dispose of
you."</p>
<p>The British officer thanked his host for his courtesy,
and together they proceeded to the cabin. Captain
Graham entered first, and was speedily followed
by Captain Dawson, who lingered at the entrance
a moment to give some directions to Mr. Stevens.</p>
<p>The other occupants of the strange boat that we
had picked up were the captain, the second mate,
and three of the crew. They were quickly landed
on our deck, and as their boat was in good condition
and we had room for it, it was hoisted in and saved.
Then the Washington filled away on her course and
left behind her the scene of the rescue of the people
from the Evelyn.</p>
<p>Meantime, in the cabin of the Washington, Captain
Dawson did everything he could to make his
guests comfortable. They were weak and worn with
their sufferings in the open boat, and it was with
difficulty that the women and girl were able to stand.
The man was more robust than they, but even he
had lost a great deal of his customary strength.
Fortunately for the new arrivals there were two vacant
rooms in the cabin of the Washington, and one
of them was large enough to accommodate three per<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[148]</SPAN></span>sons.
The larger of these rooms was given up to
Mrs. Graham and her two daughters; Captain Graham
was lodged in the other of the vacant rooms,
where he was shortly after joined by the captain of
the Evelyn. Everything about the room was placed
at the disposal of the strangers, who thanked Captain
Dawson with the greatest heartiness for the
kindness he was showing them.</p>
<p>"I am sorry I can do so little for your comfort,"
he replied, addressing his remark to Mrs. Graham,
"as I haven't any women's clothing on board,—at
least, I don't know of any. I'll turn out the contents
of the slop-chest, and you can pick out whatever
you like. If you can find anything that will
answer your purpose, why just take it and use it."</p>
<p>The slop-chest was in a store-room off the cabin,
and was in charge of Mr. Stevens. He was sent for
to open the chest and spread out the contents upon
the cabin table. When this was done both Captain
Dawson and Mr. Stevens left the cabin in order to
give the strangers an opportunity to select what
they liked without being embarrassed by their presence.</p>
<p>Captain Woods of the Evelyn was temporarily consigned
to the forecastle, where he arrayed himself in
dry clothing which Mr. Johnson furnished him. As
soon as possible a good meal of scouse, bread, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[149]</SPAN></span>
coffee was supplied to the rescued people, to which
Captain Dawson added some sherry and brandy for
those in the cabin, and some West India rum for
the others. It is needless to say that the party sat
down to their meal with excellent appetites, and ate
their food with a good relish. Our captain apologized
for the meagerness of the fare, but was told in reply,
that the banquet was fit for a king, and no apologies
were necessary.</p>
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