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 Title Page
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 Chapter I: The family party
 Chapter II: The voyage of the "Ranger"...
 Chapter III: Voyage of the "Crusader"...
 Chapter IV: Voyage of the "Ranger"...
 Chapter V: Voyage of the "Ranger"...
 Chapter VI: Voyage of the "Ranger"...
 Chapter VII: Voyage of the "Crusader"...
 Chapter VIII: Voyage of the "Ranger"...
 Chapter IX: Adventures of the "Ranger's"...
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 Chapter XI: Adventures of "Ranger's"...
 Chapter XII: Voyage of the "Crusader"...
 Chapter XIII: Adventures of the...
 Chapter XIV: Adventures on the...
 Chapter XV: Adventures on the island...
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Group Title: Fortunes of the "Ranger" and "Crusader" : a tale of two ships, and the adventures of their passengers and crews
Title: The fortunes of the "Ranger" and "Crusader"
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Title: The fortunes of the "Ranger" and "Crusader" a tale of two ships, and the adventures of their passengers and crews
Physical Description: 352 p., 4 leaves of plates : col. ill. ; 18 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Kingston, William Henry Giles, 1814-1880
Gall & Inglis ( Publisher )
Publisher: Gall & Inglis
Place of Publication: London ;
Publication Date: [187-?]
Subject: Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Sailors -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Shipwrecks -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Rescues -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Animals -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Islands -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Natural history -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Icebergs -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1875
Genre: novel   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Scotland -- Edinburgh
Statement of Responsibility: by William H.G. Kingston ; four coloured steel engravings.
General Note: Date of publication based on binding indicating publication in the 1870's.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Bibliographic ID: UF00066415
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
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SDaddy Neptune, to be sure," answered the voice, your ship is
just over my parlour windows, and shutting out the light."-p. 33.


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Last Christmas at home-Christmas games-Preparations for the
voyage-Future prospects. .11



Harry and Willy leave home-Journey to Portsmouth-The Blue
Posts-Midshipmen's tricks-On board the "Ranger"-The soldier
officers-The sergeant's wife-Mrs. Morley and her family-Mrs.
Rumbelow nurses Willy-Cape of Good Hope-Sent to land troops
-The Ranger" in danger-Driving towards shore-The last anchor
holds-Sail made-Mrs. Rumbelow's sermon-Troops carried on. 16



The young emigrants-Going on board emigrant ship-The Crusader
described-Voyage to Plymouth-The cabin passengers-A- mysteri-
ous passenger-Last sight of England-Mr. Paget's good example-
Employment for emigrants-Visit from Neptune-Mawson in the
Triton's hands. 30




"Ranger" takes a southerly course-Albatrosses appear astern-Holt
prepares his rifle-Miss Morley pleads for the birds-Holt kills an
albatross-A superstition of seamen-The fate of the Ancient
Mariner-Mrs. Rumbelow's opinions on the subject-Sergeant Rum-
below-Music heard over the ocean-A ship passed at night-A hail
from the "Ranger "-Blowing hard-Mrs. Rumbelow comforts the
sick-The Colonel cautions the commander-Look-out for icebergs-
The Colonel's wife and daughters-The Colonel's practical religion
-A calm... .. 41



A gale springs up-A dark night-Sound of breakers-Ship running
on an iceberg-The "Ranger" scrapes along the berg-Providential
escape-Ensign Holt's alarm-The carpenter reports a leak-The
chain pumps rigged-The "Ranger" on her beam ends-The masts
cut away-Running before the gale-All hands at the pumps-The
weather moderates-Prepare to rig jury-masts. 67



Hopes of escape-Harry's advice to Willy-Among icebergs-Wonder-
ful appearance of ice islands-Getting up jury-masts-Drifting to-
wards an iceberg-The icebergs moving-The ship strikes a berg-
Consternation of passengers-The soldiers at the pumps-Ship
driven stern-on to a berg-Fearful damage received-A slant of wind
takes her off-The leaks increasing-Stores hove overboard-Jury-
mast carried away-Attempts to stop the leaks-Matters become
worse-An anxious night-The water gains on the pumps. 70




Fine weather-Sights on the ocean-Flying-fish come on board-
Tropic birds-A, shark caught-Southern constellations-A calm-
Fever breaks out-Deaths among the emigrants-Mr. Paget's acti-
vity-The Diceys assist the sick-Signs of a coming breeze-A gale
comes on-Jack o' lantern-Job Mawson's alarm-Reefs shaken out
-A. man overboard-Charles and Windy go off in boat-Boat lost
sight of-Search in vain for the boat -Emily and May's grief. 92



The pumps disabled-The women placed in boats-Younger officers
and boys sent away-The Captain and Colonel remain--The Cap-
tain's letter-Child saved by young Broke-Ship driving on launch
-Escape of launch-Voyage in boats commenced-Last night of
"Ranger"-Mrs. Rumbelow encourages her companions-Boats run-
ning before the gale--Ms. Morley's grief-A cabin formed for the
women-A sea breaks on board-Search for provisions-First night
in the boat-Harry Shafto at the helm-The weather moderates-
Impossibility of returning to the ship-Scarcity of water-The doc-
tor manufactures a still-Various provisions discovered. 113



A calm-The cutter seen astern-People cry out for water-Harry
takes an observation-The launch put to rights-Squids leap on
board-A hail from the cutter-Holt's sad condition-Peter begs to
join Willy-Lizard kills a whale-Blubber used as fuel-Wild-fowl
shot-Mrs. Rumbelow visits the cutter-Cutter's crew try to detain
Mrs. Rumbelow-The crews take to the oars-Mrs. Rumbelow
assists in rowing.. 141




Fearful want of water-Fuel nearly exhausted-Aurora Australis seen
-Iceberg in sight-Approach it to obtain water-Seals discovered
on iceberg-Seals attacked-Several seals killed-A party get on the
iceberg-Fresh water obtained-Iceberg begins to move-Flight for
life-Launch nearly overwhelmed-The cutter not to be seen-
Launch proceeds on her course-More birds killed-Danger from
whales-Provisions becoming scarce-Land seen far off-Sufferings
fromthirst-A dark night-Thelaunch approaches arock- Partyland
on the rock-Bird colony attacked- Seals discovered-The doctor slips
down the rock-The seals escape-No water to be found-Fuel ob-
tained from a wreck-Lying in wait for the seals-A sail seen in the
distance-The cutter arrives-Starving state of cutter's crew-How
they escaped from the berg-Peter's generous conduct-The party
encamp on the rock-A night scene on rock-Harry's meditations. 156



The boats leave the rock-Steer for the Auckland Islands-Scarcity of
fresh water-Mrs. Rumbelow puts the men to shame-Clouds gather
in the sky-Preparations for catching rain water-Rain comes at
last-Land in sight-Threatenings of a storm-The Aucklands ap-
proached-Off a harbour-Risk of running in-The storm bursts-
The boats stand towards the harbour-Dangerous passage-Anxiety
for the cutter-Boats run up the harbour-A landing place found-
Safe on shore. 183



Fever still on board-Plans for the future-Emily and May attend
the sick-Mrs. Clagget's suspicions-Scene on deck of emigrant ship
-Land in sight-Arrival at Cape Town-" Crusader" again ready for

sea-" Crusader" meets another ship-Charles and Bill Windy on
board-The lost one recovered-Charles narrates his adventures-
Seaman overboard recovered-Attempts to follow the ship-Ship
lost sight of-Without food or water in boat-Windy keeps up the
men's spirits-They steer for Trinidada-Long voyage in prospect-
Sufferings from hunger and thirst-Picked up by homeward bound
ship-Get on board ship bound for the Cape-End of Charlie's narra-
tive-"Crusader" stands to the south-Agale comes on-Tremendous
seas-Sail blown from bolt-ropes-Mrs. Clagget's tongue in the storm
-Mrs. Clagget begs the Captain to change his course-Ship thrown
on her beam ends-The masts cut away-The "Crusader" springs a
leak. 197



Stores landed-Party sent to kill seals-A tent rigged-Woodcutters
-set to work-Tiger seals-A mob of seals attacked-Peter chased by
tiger seal-Willy rescues Peter from the seal-Harry meditates on
his responsibilities-The encampment at night-A storm threatens
-Rain comes through the huts-Invaded by seals-Seals driven off
-A hurricane-Boats in danger-The cutter hauled up-The launch
wrecked-The huts blown down. 222



Consequence of loss of launch-Mrs. Morley's resignation-Prepare to
winter on the island-House-building commenced-The ladies' cot-
tage completed-More huts erected-Birds seek shelter in the cottage

-The young ladies' aviary-Industry of the settlers-Anxiety about
provisions-Fish caught-Fish-hooks manufactured-Sea-lions at-
tacked-Lizard charged by sea-lion-Escape of Tippo Sahib-Cow
seal's milk-Young Broke takes milk to ladies-The doctor's expe-
dition inland-Seal tracks up mountain-Ripe fruit found-Willy
and Peter chased by a seal--A cavern discovered-Fight with the
seal-Breakfast on the mountain-Difficult travelling-Enveloped
in a thick mist-Encamp for the night-Willy sees a dog-Proceed
on journey-Traces of hogs discovered-A ship close in-shore-The
party hurry forward-The ship has gone-Their signal not noticed
-Return along the beach-A hut in the distance-A dead sailor
discovered-Proceed over the hills-Willy finds nest of parrots-
Return to village-Digging for roots-Willy's gallantry. 241



The island flag-Expedition to establish a look-out place-Cutter pro-
ceeds down the harbour-Fierce attack of seals-Tippo Sahib put to
flight-Flagstaff set up-Look-out hut erected-Night in the hut-
The boatswain's yarns-Harry puts off to return-Blowing hard-
Boat in danger-Return to look-out point-The storm rages-Peter
wraps himself in the flag-Anxiety about the boat-Hut on fire-
Attempts to save hut-Pass night by the fire-A ship seen. 277



Proceedings at the village-Various employments-School established
-Ensign Holt recovers his senses-Mrs. Morley reads the Bible-
The doctor's excursion inland-The dead seaman buried-Ensign
Holt makes himself useful-Anxiety about Harry and his party-
Fanny's meditations-Holt leads expedition to look for Harry. 294




Watching ship from Flagstaff-hill-Ship approaches harbour-Pro-
nounced to be an emigrant ship-Launching boat to assist ship-
Ship enters the sound-The emigrant ship in danger-Cutter puts
off-The ship anchors near reef-Boat gets alongside-Mrs. Clagget's
tongue heard-Passengers lowered into boat-Dangerous passage to
the shore-The "Crusader" driven on the reef-Watching wreck
from the beach-Harry returns to the wreck-Bill Windy's brave
exploit-Communication established with shore-Sea breaking over
ship-Captain Westerway the last to leave-Encampment on the
shore-Good hope for the future-Arrival of Ensign Holt-Mutiny
among the crew-Mawson ringleader of mutineers-Resolve to build
a vessel. 304



Preparations for moving to village-Litters formed for ladies-Holt
leads the party-Willy and Peter carry May-The journey com-
menced-Stores and boat recovered from wreck-Mutineers dis-
appear-Keel of "Young Crusader" laid. 32



Journey of emigrants to village--Rough travelling--Pursued by
mutineers-Tippo comes to the rescue-Welcome at the village-
Arrival of provisions-Arrangements for victualling the settlement
-Mutineers seen watching village-The cutter carried off-The
"Young Crusader" completed-Mrs. Morley resolves to remain-
Mrs. Rumbelow stays with her charges-Preparations for embarking
-The "Young Crusader" at the settlement. 331




The "Young Crusader" sails-Voyage along the coast-A storm-
Schooner puts into harbour-Fate of the mutineers-The Young
Crusader" proceeds on her voyage-Stormy passage-New Zealand
sighted-Enters a beautiful harbour-Hostile appearance of natives
-Mr. Paget advises flight-The schooner makes sail-Escaping from
the harbour-Pursued by canoes-Man-of-war appears-The canoes
give up chase-On board the "Ranger"-Good news for the settle-
ment-How the "Ranger" was saved-Return to the Aucklands
-All safe on board "Ranger"-Harry obtains his reward--Our
friends settle in New Zealand-Conclusion. 339





V\y family jthitin.

Last Christmas at home-Christmas games-Preparations for
the voyage-Future prospects.

ARRY, my boy; another slice of beef?" said
Major Shafto, addressing his fine young
sailor-son, a passed midshipman, lately
come home from sea.
No, thank you, since I could not, if I took it,
pay due respect to the mince-pies and plum-pudding;
but Willy here can manage another slice, I daresay.
He has a notion that he will have to feed for the
future on 'salt junk' and 'hard tack.'"
Willy Dicey was going to sea, and had just been
appointed to Harry Shafto's ship, the "Ranger."
"Harry!" said Willy's father, Lieutenant Dicey.

"You will keep an eye on my boy; I know you
will; and may Heaven protect you both."
"I wonder where we shall all be this time next
year," exclaimed Charles Dicey, Willy's elder brother,
looking at his sisters, Emily and May.
"Keeping sheep in New Zealand, and wishing
for a little cool air, probably," said Emily.
"I suppose we shall be basking in the suns of
the Mauritius," said Harry Shafto, "or perhaps
broiling on the waters of the Hoogly, if we have a
quick passage. It is uncertain where we shall be
Among the large party of family friends collected
at Major Shafto's' house on that Christmas day
not many years ago, was Lieutenant Dicey, a
friend and neighbour of the Major's, who had
served with him in the same regiment for many
years. The Lieutenant had lost a leg, and, unable
to purchase his company, had retired from the
army. His eldest son, Charles, and two of his
daughters, Emily and May, had arranged to go out
and settle in New Zealand; and they expected
shortly to sail. The Lieutenant would gladly have
gone with them, but he had a delicate wife and
several other children, and thought it wiser, there-
fore, to remain at home. The party was a happy
and cheerful one. The fire burned brightly, showing
that there was a hard frost outside. The lamp shed
a brilliant light over the well-covered table, and the
Major did his best to entertain his guests. The
first course was removed, and then came a wonder-

ful plum-pudding, and such dishes of mince pies!
And then the brandy was brought and poured over
them, and set on fire; and Harry Shafto and Willy
Dicey tried if they could not eat them while still
blazing, and, of course, burned their mouths, elicit-
ing shouts of laughter; and the whole party soon
thought no more of the future, and were happy in
the present. How Mrs. Clagget's tongue did wag!
She was a tall, old lady, going out to a nephew in
New Zealand; and, as she was to be the companion
of the young Diceys on the voyage, she had been
asked to join the Christmas party. The rest of the
guests need not be mentioned-there were several
young and old-except a certain Mr. Nicholas
Steady, who was not going out to New Zealand, not
he. He had never been out of England, and never
intended, he said, to cross the treacherous sea,
if he could help it. It was his opinion that
wise men should stay where they were born, just
like oaks, and take root, and then that there would
be some chance of their flourishing; whereas, as he
observed, "Rolling stones gather no moss." He
had flourished, for he was the banker in the neigh-
bouring county-town, and, though he had begun with
small means, he was now a man of wealth. He was
a bachelor, without, as he used to say, to his know-
ledge, either kith or kin. The proposed expedition
of the young Diceys to New Zealand indeed did not
at all meet with his approval. He considered that
they had much better stay at home, and he wondered
that his friend Lieutenant Dicey allowed them to

do so foolish a thing. As to Mrs. Clagget, she was
welcome to go. He, however, only whispered. that
in a very low voice to Mrs. Shafto. He had never
been able to stand the clatter of her tongue, from the
first day he heard her, and he was not a bit more
accustomed to it now.
Dinner was just over when voices were heard in
the hall singing a Christmas carol, and all the
guests went out to listen to the words which told
of the glorious event which had, upwards of
eighteen hundred years before, occurred in the
distant East, and yet was of as much importance to
all the human race, and will be to the end of time, as
then. Ringers came next, and lastly mummers
played their parts, according to an ancient custom,
which some might consider more honoured in the
breach than in the observance." After this there
was blind-man's buff, in which all the maid-servants
as well as the children joined, and Mrs. Clagget's
own maid and the Diceys' Susan, who had come
with the children. Well was that Christmas day
remembered by most of the party.
Soon after this the Diceys began to make active
preparations for their intended voyage. Charles
went up to London and engaged a passage for him-
self and sisters, and for Mrs. Clagget, on board the
"Crusader." He came back, describing her as a
very fine vessel, and he seemed well pleased with
her commander, Captain Westerway.
As the time for parting approached, the young
people began to feel that it would prove a greater

trial than they had expected. While talking of their
future life in the colony, and anticipating the various
novel scenes and the new existence they were to
enjoy, they had scarcely considered the wrench to
their feelings which they would have to endure.
Mr. and Mrs. Dicey had felt this, probably, from the
first; and therefore, when the trial came, they were
better prepared for it. Willy was the first to be got
ready to start with his friend, Harry Shafto. We
will, therefore, follow their fortunes before we ac-
company our other friends on their voyage.


Ra yagm O t^ lair "'' oinindinb.

Harry and Willy leave home-Journey to Portsmouth-The
"Blue Posts"-Midshipmen's tricks-On board the "Ranger"
-The soldier officers-The sergeant's wife-Mrs. Morley and
her family-Mrs. Rumbelow nurses Willy-Cape of Good
Hope-Sent to land troops-The "Ranger" in danger-
Driving towards shore-The last anchor holds-Sail made-
Mrs. Rumbelow's sermon-Troops carried on.

SANE bright morning at the end of January,
the Portsmouth coach drove up to Major
___ Shafto's door. The Diceys were break-
fasting at the house, for Harry Shafto's leave was
up, and he was to take Willy with him on board
the Ranger," then lying in Portsmouth harbour,
Farewells were said, fond embraces exchanged, for
Harry, though a tall young man, was not ashamed
to kiss his mother again and again, and his dear
young sisters; nor did Willy mind the tears which
trickled unbidden from his eyes. His heart was
very full; though he had so longed to go to sea, now

that he was actually going, he felt that he should be
ready, if required, to give up all his bright hopes,
and stay at home.
In spite of the cold, the whole family came out
and stood at the door while the two young sailors
mounted to the top of the coach. "All right,"
shouted the guard, as the last article of I. -.was
handed up. The coachman gave a gentle lash to his
horses, and the lads, standing up, turned round to
give a last fond look at all those they loved so well.
This, it must be understood, was some time before
Charles Dicey and his sisters started on their more
important expedition. The young sailors expected
to be home again in little more than a year, or
perhaps even in less time, for the Ranger" was a
Government troop-ship, with the usual officers and
crew, however, of a sloop-of-war. Harry Shafto
would have preferred being in a dashing frigate, but,
at the same time, he was glad to serve under so
worthy a captain as Commander Newcombe.
Harry and his young companion, on their arrival
at Portsmouth, went to the Blue Posts,"-not an
aristocratic hotel, certainly, but one resorted to in
those days by the junior officers of the service.
Willy felt very proud of his new uniform, and could
not help handling his dirk as he sat by Harry
Shafto's side in the coffee-room. Several midship-
men and masters' assistants came in. Two or three
who took their seats at the same table asked Willy
to what ship he belonged. "To the Ranger,'"
he answered proudly; "and a very fine ship she is."

Oh, ay, a lobster carrier," observed a young
midshipman, in a squeaky voice. I have heard of
old Newcombe. He is the savage fellow who tars
and feathers his midshipmen if they get the ship
in irons, or cannot box the compass when he tells
them to do it."
I have been told, on the contrary, that he is a
very kind man," answered Willy; "and as to getting
the ship in irons or boxing the compass, I do not
think he would allow either the one thing or the
What! do you mean to call my word in question,
youngster?" exclaimed the midshipman. "Do you
know who I am?"
Tell him you think he has eaten a good deal of
the stuff they feed geese on," whispered Harry.
Willy did as he was advised. The midshipman
on this got very angry, especially when all his com-
panions laughed at him, and advised him to let the
"young chip" alone, as there was evidently an "old
block" at his elbow, who was not likely to stand
nonsense. At last the midshipman, who said that
his name was Peter Patch, acknowledged that he
himself had just been appointed to the "Ranger,"
and that he believed old Newcombe to be a very
good sort of a fellow, considering what officers gene-
rally are.
Next morning, after breakfast, Harry and his
young companion went on board their ship, and
Harry reported himself and Willy to the first-
lieutenant, Mr. Tobin. Captain Newcombe was on

board; and when Harry, accompanied by Willy,
went up and spoke to him on the quarter-deck, he
received them very kindly.
Willy, by Harry's advice, set to work at once to
learn his duty. Peter Patch, though fond of prac-
tical jokes, was very good-natured, and assisted him
as far as he could, telling him the names of the
ropes, and showing him how to knot and splice,
and the principle of sailing and steering a ship.
Willy, who was a sharp little fellow, quickly took
in all the instruction given him.
The midshipmen's berth was somewhat confined,
as, indeed, were those of the other officers, as a large
portion of the space below was given up for the use
of the troops. The poop cabins were devoted to the
accommodation of the military officers and their
families. There was also a space occupied by the
hospital, and another portion by the women who
accompanied the regiment, certain non commis-
sioned officers and privates being allowed to have
their wives and children with them.
At length the ship was ready, and the soldiers
were seen approaching her from Gosport. As they
came up the side, they formed on deck, and each
man had his allotted berth shown him; so that, al-
though there were two hundred men, with a propor-
tionate number of non-commissioned officers and
their wives and families, there was perfect order and
regularity observed. The "Ranger" had the honour
of conveying Colonel Morley, who commanded the
regiment, and there was a Mrs. and two Miss

Morleys. Then there was Captain Power, Captain
Gosling, and Captain Twopenny; and Lieutenants
Dawson, Hickman, and Ward; with Ensigns Holt and
Gonne. There was a surgeon, David Davis, who
hailed from Wales; and a paymaster, who was the
stoutest man on board. There were several sergeants,
but only one, Serjeant Rumbelow, whose name it is
necessary to record. He was accompanied by his
wife, who was a person well capable of keeping
order, not only among the soldiers' wives, but among
the soldiers themselves. She was a woman of power-
ful frame and voice, tall and gaunt, and of a daunt-
less spirit. The regiment had not been on board
many hours before Willy saw her go up to two
young soldiers who were quarrelling. Seizing them,
she knocked their heads together. "There, lads,"
she exclaimed; make it up this moment, or the
next time I catch you at that work I'll knock them
a precious deal harder."
Willy Dicey looked with a good deal of awe
at Mrs. Morley and her daughters, who appeared
to be very great people. They quickly made
themselves at home in their cabins, and had their
work-boxes out, and a number of things arranged,
as if they had been living there for weeks. Cap-
tain Newcombe made some remark on the 1-il.,...
Mrs. Morley replied, laughing, "You need not
be surprised, for this will be the tenth voyage I
have made, and you may suppose, therefore, that I
am pretty well accustomed to roughing it. This
ship is like a royal yacht compared to some vessels

I have sailed in. My husband was not always a
colonel, and subalterns and their wives have to put
up with rough quarters sometimes."
Harry Shafto was glad to find that most of the
officers were gentlemanly men, and there appeared
every prospect of their having a pleasant voyage.
As soon as the troops were on board, the ship
went out to Spithead, and having taken in her pow-
der and a few more stores, with a fair wind she
stood down Channel.
The "Ranger" had to undergo not a little tumb-
ling about in the Bay of Biscay, no unusual occur-
rence in that part of the ocean: it contributed to
shake people and things into their places; and by
the time she got into the latitude of Madeira, both
military and naval officers, and the ladies on board,
were pretty well acquainted. Colonel Morley found
out that he had served with Major Shafto, and was
very happy to make the acquaintance of his son; and
Mrs. Twopenny, for Captain Twopenny was married,
was acquainted with the Diceys, and took Willy
Dicey under her especial patronage. Mrs. Rumbelow
found out, somehow or other, that she had been
nurse in his mother's family, and, of course, Willy
became a great pet of hers. Willy fell ill, and Mrs.
Rumbelow begged that she might nurse him, a
favour very readily granted: indeed, had it not been
for her watchful care, the doctor declared that little
Dicey would have slipped through his fingers.
We need not accompany the "Ranger" in her
course. With mostly favourable winds, she had a

quick run to the Cape of Good Hope, and, without
any accident, came to an anchor off Cape Town.
Those who had not been there before looked with
interest on the novel scene which presented itself
from the anchorage. Willy Dicey, soon after his
arrival, wrote a long letter home, from which one
extract must be given:-
Before us rose the perpendicular sides of
Table Mountain, while on either hand we saw
the crags of the Lion's Head and Devil's Peak,
the former overhung by a large cloud, known
as the Table-cloth. As it reached the edge, it
seemed to fall down for a short distance, and then
to disperse, melting away in the clear air. The
town still preserves the characteristics given to it by
its founders, many of the houses retaining a Dutch
look, a considerable number of the inhabitants, in-
deed, having also the appearance of veritable Hol-
landers. The town is laid out regularly, most of
the streets crossing each other at right angles, with
rows of oak, poplar, and pine-trees lining the sides
of the principal ones. Many of the houses have
vine and rose-trees trailed over them; while the
shutters and doors, and the woodwork generally,
are painted of various colours, which give them a
somewhat quaint but neat and picturesque appear-
Harry twice got a run on shore, but his duties
confined him on board for the rest of the time the
ship remained. She was on the point of sailing
when news was received of a serious outbreak of the

Kaffirs. A small body of troops on the frontier
had been almost overwhelmed, and compelled to
entrench themselves till relief could be sent to them.
The Commander-in-chief accordingly ordered the
"Ranger" to proceed immediately to the nearest
point where it was supposed troops could be dis-
embarked. It is known as Waterloo Bay. She
arrived off the bay in the evening; but Captain
Newcombe, not deeming it prudent to run into an
unknown place during the night, stood away from
the land, intending to return at daylight. In a
short time, however, it fell calm. The lead was
hove. It was evident that a current and swell
combined were drifting the ship fast towards the
shore, on which the surf was breaking heavily. On
this the captain ordered an anchor to be let go,
which happily brought her up. Though there was
scarcely a breath of air, every now and then heavy
rollers came slowly in, lifting the ship gently, and
then passing on, broke with a terrific roar on the
rocky coast. The passengers were on deck. The
young military officers chatted and laughed as usual,
and endeavoured to make themselves agreeable to
the ladies. Colonel Morley, however, looked grave.
He clearly understood the dangerous position in
which they were placed. Willy Dicey asked Harry
what he thought about the matter.
We must do our duty, and pray that the anchor
may hold," answered Harry.
"But if that gives way ? said Willy.
"We must let go another, and then another."

"But if they fail us, and no breeze springs up?"
said Willy.
Then you and I must not expect to be admirals,"
answered Harry.
"What do you mean?" asked the young midship-
That a short time will show whether any one
on board this ship is likely to be alive to-mor-
row," said Shafto.
"You don't mean to say that, Harry ?" remarked
Willy, feeling that the time had come when he must
summon up all the courage he possessed, and of
the amount he had as yet no experience. "You
don't seem afraid."
"There's a great deal of difference between
knowing a danger and fearing to face it," said
Harry. "Not a seaman on board does not know
it as well as I do, though they do not show what
they think. Look at the captain-he is as cool
and collected as if we were at anchor in a snug
harbour ; yet he is fully aware of the power of these
rollers, and the nature of the ground which holds
the anchor. There is the order to range another
Harry and Willy parted to attend to their respec-
tive duties. Night came on, but neither Com-
mander Newcombe nor any of his officers went
below. They were anxiously looking out for a
breeze which might enable the ship to stand off
from the dangerous coast. The night was passing
by, and still the anchor held; at length, in the

morning watch, some time before daylight, a breeze
sprang up from the eastward, and the order was
given to get under weigh. As the men went stamp-
ing round the capstan, a loud crash was heard.
"The messenger has given way, sir," cried Mr.
Tobin, the first-lieutenant. Out ran the cable to
the clench, carrying away the stoppers, and passing
through both compressors. At length the messen-
ger was again shackled, and the anchor hove up,
when it was found that both flukes had been carried
Not, however, for some hours did the ship suc-
ceed in reaching Waterloo Bay, where she brought
up, about a mile and a-half from the landing place.
A signal was made:-" Can troops land ?" which
was answered from the shore, "Not until the
weather moderates," the wind having by this time
increased to a stiff breeze. A spring was now got
on the cable, in case of its being necessary to slip;
for it was very evident, if so heavy a surf set on
shore in comparatively fine weather, that, should it
come on to blow from the southward, the position of
the ship would be still more critical.
As the day drew on, the breeze freshened, but
the rollers at the same time increased, and broke
heavily half-a-cable's length to the westward of the
ship, foaming and roaring as they met the resist-
ance of the rock-bound shore. The position of the
Ranger" was more dangerous than ever. The
crew were at their stations; the soldiers were on
deck, divided into parties under their officers, ready

to assist in any work they might be directed to
perform. Top-gallant masts and royal masts were
got up, and everything was prepared for making
sail. The order was now given for shortening in
the cable. As it was got on board, it was found
that it had swept over a sharp rock about fifty
fathoms from the anchor, and it seemed a miracle
that it had not been cut through.
"Avast heaving," cried the captain. Loose
sails." In an instant the crew were aloft.
At that moment, as the topsails were filling, the
second-lieutenant cried out from forward, "The cable
has parted."
"Let go the second bower," cried the captain.
The ship was drifting towards the rocks. Willy
held his breath. What Harry had said might soon
be realized. Mrs. Morley and her daughters were
on deck. They stood together watching the shore.
Their cheeks were paler than usual, but they showed
no sign of alarm, talking calmly and earnestly toge-
ther. As Willy Dicey observed them, he wondered
whether they could be aware of the danger they
were in. To be sure, they might be lowered into
the boat before the ship struck, but then the
Colonel was not likely to quit his men, and they
could not be indifferent to his safety. Still the
ship drifted.
"Let go the sheet anchor," was the next order.
All were looking out anxiously to ascertain whether
she was driving nearer the treacherous surf. Many
a breast drew a relieved breath. The last anchor


had brought her up. Sails were now furled and
royal yards sent down.
Near the "Ranger" an English barque was at
anchor. Her master came on board, and volun-
teered to assist in making a hawser fast to his
vessel, for the purpose of casting the ship the right
way. "You will find, Captain Newcombe, that the
rollers will soon be increasing, and, knowing the
place as I do, I have great doubts whether the
anchors will hold," he observed; "I wish you were
well out of this." As he spoke, he cast an anxious
glance astern, where the surf was breaking with
terrific violence. The offer was gladly accepted.
The two cutters were accordingly lowered to take
hawsers to the barque. On the sheet-anchor being
weighed, it came up without resistance. Both
flukes had been carried away. The only hope of
safety depended on the remaining anchor and cable
holding till sail could be made. In vain the boats
attempted to carry the hawsers to the barque. A
strong current sent them to leeward, and they were
accordingly ordered again on board. Happily, at
this moment the wind veered a point to the east.
There is no necessity to tell the men to be sharp.
The order to make sail is given. The crew swarm
aloft; the soldiers, under proper guidance, are
stationed at the halliards, and the tacks and sheets.
The cable is slipped, single-reefed topsails, courses,
topgallant sails, jibs, and driver set. Few among
even the brave seamen who do not hold their
breath and offer up a silent prayer that the ship

may cast the right way. Hurra round she comes.
The sails fill. She moves through the water. The
boats with the hawser get alongside and are hoisted
up, and the old Ranger" stands out towards the
open sea. Is there a soul on board so dull and
ungrateful as not to return fervent thanks to a
gracious superintending God for deliverance from
the imminent danger in which they have been
As the ship drew off the land, the rollers were
seen coming in with increased strength and size,
and it was very evident that, had she not got under
weigh at the time she did, she would have been
dashed to pieces in the course, probably, of another
short hour, and few of the soldiers and crew would
have escaped.*
"I tell you what, boys," said Mrs. Rumbelow,
"you will have to go through a good many dangers
in the course of your lives may be, but never will
you have a narrower escape than this. I was just
now thinking where we all should be to-morrow,
and wishing I could be certain that we should all
meet together in heaven. Not that I think any one
of us have a right to go there for any good we have
ever done; only I wish you boys to recollect, when
you are rapping out oaths and 1-1;l;.wi' as you should
not talk, that at any moment you may be called
away out of this world; and just let me ask you if
In 1846 H.M.S. "Apollo was placed under exactly the cir-
cumstances described. It was in this locality, also, that the
"Birkenhead" troop-ship was lost.

you think that you are fit to enter the only place a
wise person would wish to live in for ever and ever ?"
Mrs. Rumbelow was not very lucid, it may be, in
her theology, but she was very earnest, and the
regiment benefited more than some might be ready
to allow by her sayings and doings too. Things
might have been much worse had it not been for her.
It being found impossible to land the troops, the
"Ranger" returned to Simon's Bay, where she was
detained some time longer in replacing the anchors
and cables she had lost. Captain Newcombe was
exonerated for not carrying out his directions, seeing
it was impossible to do so. A little army of regulars
and volunteers was despatched from another station
for the relief of the hard-pressed garrison, and
arrived just as their last cartridge and last biscuit
had been expended. Other troops also coming out
from England, the "Ranger proceeded towards her
previous destination.


9 a 4t #q dn f f "(t'I u; lbeI'" CLoIII II.I- CLb.

The young emigrants-Going on board emigrant ship-The
"Crusader" described -Voyage to Plymouth-The cabin
passengers-A mysterious passenger-Last sight of England-
Mr. Paget's good example-Employment for emigrants-Visit
from Neptune-Mawson in the Triton's hands.

HARLES DICEY and his sisters were busily
employed from morning till night, after
Willy left home, in preparing for their
intended voyage, and for their future life in New
Zealand. Charles was a very fair carpenter. He had
also learned how to shoe a horse and to milk a cow.
The latter accomplishment his sisters also possessed.
They also knew how -to make butter, and to bake
bread, and pies, and tarts. They could manufacture
all sorts of preserves, and could cook in a variety of
ways; while, since they were young girls, they had
made all their own dresses; indeed, they possessed
numerous valuable qualifications for their intended
life in a colony. Charles was a fair judge of horse-

flesh, and not a bad one of cattle and sheep. He
also possessed steadiness and perseverance, and those
who knew him best foretold that he would make a
successful settler.
The time fixed for the sailing of the Crusader "
was drawing on. The "Ranger," it must be remem-
bered, had sailed a short time before. This fact
should not be forgotten.
The day before the emigrant ship was to sail,
the old Lieutenant accompanied his children up to
London, and had the honour of escorting Mrs.
Clagget at the same time. Though the Crusader"
was to touch at Plymouth, they wisely went on
board at the port from which she first sailed, that
they might have time to get their cabins in order,
and the Ili_ ,r carefully stowed away.
"Bless you, my children," said Lieutenant Dicey,
as he kissed his young daughters, and held Charles'
hand, gazing earnestly into his countenance. I
entrust these dear girls to you, and I know that you
will act a brother's part, and protect them to the
utmost. But there are dangers to be encountered,
and we must pray to One in heaven, who has the
power, if He sees fit, to guard you from them."
The "Crusader" was a fine ship, of about a
thousand tons, with a poop-deck, beneath which
were the cabins for the first-class passengers. Below
their cabins were those for the second-class passengers,
while the between-decks was devoted to the use of
the steerage passengers. Thus there were three ranks
of people on board; indeed, including the officers and

crew, the good ship presented a little world of itself.
Old Captain Westerway was the sovereign-a mild
despot, however; but if he was mild, his first mate,
Mr. William Windy, or Bill Windy, as he was
generally called, was very much the contrary, and
he took care to bring those who trespassed on the
captain's mildness very quickly under subjection.
The "Crusader" was towed down the Thames, and
when clear of the river, the Channel pilot, who was
to take her to Plymouth, came on board. We shall
know more of her passengers as she proceeds on her
She had a pleasant passage round to Plymouth,
with just sufficient sea on for a few hours to shake
people into their places, and to make them value the
quiet of Plymouth harbour. The wise ones, after
the tumbling about they had received, took the
opportunity of securing all the loose articles in their
cabins, so that they might be prepared for the next
gale they were destined to encounter.
At Plymouth a good many steerage and a few
more cabin passengers came on board the "Crusader."
Captain Westerway informed those who had come
round from London that he expected to remain in
that magnificent harbour three days at all events,
and perhaps longer, before finally bidding farewell to
Old England.
The Misses Dicey had a cabin to themselves, their
brother had a small one near theirs, and Mrs. ('I I -_.-
had one on the opposite side of the saloon; but they
could hear her tongue going from morning till night;

and very often, at the latter period, addressing her
next-door neighbour whenever she guessed that she
was not asleep. There were two young men, Tom
Loftus and Jack Ivyleaf by name, going out as set-
tlers. With the former, who was gentlemanly and
pleasing, Charles Dicey soon became intimate. A
card, with the name of Mr. Henry Paget, had been
nailed to the door of one of the cabins hitherto un-
occupied. "I wonder what he is like," said Emily
to her sister May. His name sounds well, but of
course that is no guide. Captain Westerway says
an agent took his passage, and that he knows nothing
about him." At length a slightly-built gentleman,
prepossessing in his appearance, if not handsome,
came up the side, and presented a card with Mr.
Henry Paget on it. The steward immediately showed
him into his cabin, where for a short time he was
engaged in arranging several cases and other articles.
He then going on deck, took a few solitary turns,
apparently admiring the scenery. Returning below,
he produced a book from his greatcoat pocket and
began reading, proceedings duly remarked and com-
mented on by his fellow-passengers. "Who can he
be? What is taking him out to New Zealand 2"
were questions asked over and over again, without
elicting any satisfactory reply.
In the second cabin there was a Mr. and Mrs.
Bolton, very estimable people apparently, from the
way they took care of their children. There was an
oldish man, James Joel, and a young farmer, Luke
Gravel. The last person who came on board told

the mate, Bill Windy, as he stepped up the side, that
his name was Job Mawson. He had paid his pas-
sage-money, and handed his ticket. Windy, who
was a pretty good judge of character, eyed him
narrowly. The waterman who had put him on
board, as soon as the last article of his property
was hoisted up, pulled off to the opposite side of
the Sound from which the emigrants had come, and
thus no information could be obtained from him.
There was an unpleasant expression on the man's
countenance. His glance was furtive, and he always
seemed to be expecting some one to touch him on
the shoulder, and say, You are wanted;" so Charles
remarked to his sisters.
It would be impossible to describe all the people.
There were three other young ladies in the first
cabin, and the steerage passengers were generally
respectable persons, whose object in emigrating was
to find sufficient scope for their industry. Some
were farm labourers and farming people, others
mechanics, and a few shopkeepers, who had been
unsuccessful in England, but who hoped to do better
in the colony.
At length the captain with his papers, and the
agent, came on board, all visitors took their depar-
ture, the anchor was hove up, and the "Crusader"
with a fair wind sailed out of the Sound. The next
day she took her departure from the Land's End,
the last point of Old England many of those on
board were destined to see. Mr. Mawson now
quickly recovered his spirits, and began to give

himself the airs of a fine gentleman. "Circum-
stances compel me to take a second-class cabin," he
observed to Mr. Paget, to whom he at first devoted
his especial attention; "but you may suppose that,
to a person of my birth and education, such is
greatly repugnant to my feelings. However, this
is one of the trials of life, sir, we must submit to
with a good grace. Circumstances are circum-
stances, Mr. Paget, and I am sure my young friend,
Mr. Dicey (I think, sir, that is your name ?), will
agree with me," he added, turning to Charles.
"We make our own circumstances, sir, however,"
answered Mr. Paget, "by wise and prudent, or by
foolish conduct, or by honest or dishonest dealings
with our fellow-men. The upright man is not de-
graded by loss of fortune, and I have no doubt many
persons of education go out in second-class cabins
on board emigrant ships."
"Of course they do, sir, of course," exclaimed Mr.
Mawson; but either the tone or the words of Mr.
Paget did not please him, for he immediately after-
wards walked away to another part of the ship.
Mr. Paget had not been long on board before he
visited the between-decks, and spoke to the fathers
and mothers of the families on board. "It would
be a pity that your children should be idle during
the voyage," he said; "and as perhaps some of them
may be unable to read or write, I shall be happy to
give them instruction." In a short time he had a
school established on board, and in a day or two
afterwards he collected a Bible-class for the elder

people; and then every morning he went, below,
and read the Bible to them, and offered up a prayer,
and explained to them what he read.
"I thought, from his cut, he was one of those
missionary fellows," observed Mr. Mawson to Charles
Dicey with a sneer.
SI am very glad we have got such a person on
board," answered Charles, firmly. "If he will let
me, I shall be very thankful to help him."
Mr. Paget gladly accepted Charles Dicey's assist-
ance, and the Miss Diceys offered to teach the girls,
and they also undertook a sewing-class for the young
women, many of whom scarcely knew how to use
their needles properly. And then Tom Loftus, who
was very ingenious, set to work to give employment
to the young men. He got them to cut out models
of all sorts, and showed them how to make brushes
and other useful articles. Then he induced some of
the sailors to teach them to knot and splice, and,
indeed, to do all sorts of things.
"I am much obliged to you, gentlemen," said
Captain Westerway. "The last time I took out
emigrants, they were almost in a state of mutiny.
They had nothing to do on board, and idleness
breeds mischief; and idle enough they were. Now,
all these people seem as happy and contented as
possible, and as far as I can judge, they are much
the.same class as the others."
There was a black fiddler on board, who went by
the name of Jumbo; and while he played the sailors
danced, greatly to the amusement of the passengers.

Jack Ivyleaf, who was up to all sorts of fun, used to
join them, and soon learned to dance the hornpipe
as well as the best dancer on board.
"I wonder, Mr. Ivyleaf, you can so demean your-
self," exclaimed Mrs. Clagget, when he came on the
poop after his performance. "You, a gentleman,
going and dancing among the sailors, and exhibit-
ing yourself to the steerage passengers!"
"Why, Mrs. Clagget, that is the very thing I did
it for," answered Jack, laughing. "I went on pur-
pose to amuse them. I cannot teach them, like our
friends Dicey and Loftus, and so I do what I can.
I rather contemplate giving them some recitations,
and I am going to sing some songs; and I am not
at all certain that I will not act a play for their
"Oh, you are incorrigible!" exclaimed Mrs.
Clagget; not that she really minded what Jack
proposed to do, but she must say something.
The fine weather continued. Jack recited and
sang songs to the people one evening, and the next
he appeared in costume as a conjurer, and performed
a number of wonderful tricks; and the third day he
got an interesting book, and read out to them a
story in a voice that might be heard right across
the deck, so that he had a large number of auditors.
At length it struck him that he might have a young
men's class; and before the day was over all the
young men on board had begged to belong to it, so
that he not only had plenty of pupils, but he got
them on at a rapid rate. Thus the "Crusader"

sailed onwards. The weather was getting hotter
and hotter, and Jack Ivyleaf and several of his
pupils were found to be especially busily employed
in the forepart of the ship, with the assistance of
the boatswain and some of the men; but what they
were about no one could discover. At length
Captain Westerway announced that the "Crusader"
had reached the line. The sails were set, but there
was so little wind that they hung against the masts,
every now and then slowly bulging out, soon again
to hang down in a discontented mood. The car-
penter's chips could be seen floating alongside some-
times for half-an-hour together, and the pitch in the
seams of the deck bubbled and hissed, and the
passengers, as they walked about, found their shoes
sticking to it. Suddenly a loud noise was heard
ahead. "Ship ahoy! What ship is that?"
"The 'Crusader,' Captain Westerway," answered
the master.
"Ay, ay, Captain Westerway, you are an old friend
of mine, and I am sure you will welcome me on
board," sang out some one, apparently from beneath
the bows.
"Who are you?" asked the captain.
"Daddy Neptune, to be sure," answered the voice.
"Don't you know that? Your ship is just over my
parlour windows, and shutting out the light, so that
my wife and children can scarcely see to eat their
"I beg your pardon, but that is not my fault, as
your Majesty well knows," answered Captain Wester-

way. "However, you are welcome on board." As he
spoke, some strange figures were seen coming over
the bows, one with a crown on his head, a trident
in his hand, and a huge nose and brownish beard,
which flowed over his breast. He was evidently
Daddy Neptune himself. His companions were in
sea-green dresses, with conch shells in their hands, and
among them were half-a-dozen strange-looking fish,
who came walloping about the deck as if they sup-
posed themselves still to be swimming in the water.
"Well, Captain Westerway, as you are an old
friend, I will grant any favour you like to ask; so
just out with it, and don't .stand on ceremony," said
Neptune, in a familiar, easy way.
The captain replied, "As my passengers here are
leaving their native shore, and are about to settle in
a strange country, I must beg that, after you have
mustered all hands, your Majesty will allow them to
pass without the ceremonies which those who cross
the line for the first time have usually to go through."
The passengers were accordingly called up on
deck, when most of them, in acknowledgment of
his courtesy, presented Daddy Neptune with a fee,
which he forthwith handed to an odd-looking mon-
ster whom he took care to introduce as his treasurer.
Mr. Job Mawson, however, kept out of the way,
evidently determined to pay nothing. Neptune, who
had been eyeing him for some time, now turned to
his attendants. Four of them immediately sprang
forward, when Mr. Mawson, suspecting their inten-
tions, took to flight. Round and round the deck he

ran, pursued by the tritons, to escape from whom
he sprang below; but in his fright he went down
forward, so that he could not reach his own cabin,
and he was soon hunted up again and chased as
before, till at length, exhausted, and nearly fright-
ened out of his wits, he was caught beneath the
"Let him alone," exclaimed Neptune; "he is
beneath our notice, after all."
Instead of the rough amusements often carried
on on board ships crossing the line, a drama was
acted by Neptune and his attendants, he being
shortly afterwards joined by his wife and children,
who had by this time, he observed, finished their
breakfasts, and had come to pay their respects to
their old friend, Captain Westerway.

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Mpg^^ di fly "Ldanpg~w r(0itinlfoL.

" Ranger takes a southerly course-Albatrosses appear astern
-Holt prepares his rifle-Miss Morley pleads for the birds-
Holt kills an albatross-A superstition of seamen-The fate
of the Ancient Mariner-Mrs. Rumbelow's opinions on the
subject-Serjeant Rumbelow-Music heard over the ocean
-A ship passed at night-A hail from the "Ranger"-
Blowing hard-Mrs. Rumbelow comforts the sick-The
colonel cautions the commander-Look-out for icebergs
-The colonel's wife and daughters-The colonel's practical
religion-A calm.

HE lofty height of Table Mountain sank
lower and lower in the blue ocean as the
Ranger" stood towards the south.
"I propose taking the short circle on our voyage
eastward," said Commander Newcombe to Colonel
Morley. "We may experience somewhat cold
weather; but, at this time of the year we may
hope to escape heavy gales, and it is important,
with so many men on board, to make a quick
passage. If, too, our water should run scarce,
we may obtain a supply from the icebergs, with


which it is not impossible we may fall in now and
I hope we may not run foul of one," observed
Colonel Morley.
"No fear of that, colonel, if we have our eyelids
open, and our wits about us," answered the com-
mander of the "Ranger."
The sea was calm, the wind light, and the
"Ranger" glided proudly over the smooth sea.
The ladies and most of the other passengers were on
deck. Two or three of the lieutenants and ensigns
brought up their rifles and proposed shooting at the
albatrosses, which, with expanded wings, floated
around the ship, now rising high in the air, now
darting down on the scrapings of the mess tins
which had been thrown overboard. Ensign Holt
had just loaded his rifle.
"I think I can hit that fellow," he exclaimed,
pointing at a magnificent bird which, at the instant,
came swooping down near the stern.
"Oh do not be so cruel," exclaimed Miss
Morley, who observed him. "I could not sup-
pose that anybody with right feeling would wish
to deprive so beautiful a creature of its joyous
existence. How delightful it must be to fly at
freedom through the clear blue air, and remain thus,
for days and weeks together, away from the heat
and dust of the shore."
The ensign reddened, and lowered his weapon
from his shoulder, and the albatross swept off to a
distance, far out of range of his rifle.

"I was only thinking of the good practice
they would give us," he observed; "but your
interference, Miss Morley, has saved the bird's life."
"That is to say, Holt, it prevented you from
firing," observed Lieutenant Dawson; "it does not
follow that the bird would have been the sufferer."
Lieutenant Hickman and Ensign Gonne laughed
heartily, for Holt was not celebrated for his shooting.
The magnificent birds continued as before, hovering
about the ship, not aware of the evil intentions
harboured against them by the young officers.
Ensign Holt was nettled, and, notwithstanding
Miss Morley's remark, was longing for an oppor-
tunity of exhibiting his skill. She soon afterwards
went below, when he again prepared, as he said, to
bring down an albatross. He and his brother
officers, however, fired several shots without pro-
ducing any effect. A rifle ball at length striking
one of the birds, the white feathers were seen flying
from its breast; upwards it soared, making several
wide circuits, then once more darted towards the
surface of the water, apparently not in any way the
While the young officers were thus engaged,
Commander Newcombe appeared on the poop. "I
do not wish to interfere with the amusements of my
passengers," he observed; but we sailors are apt to
be superstitious, and we hold to the idea, if one of
those magnificent birds is wantonly killed by any
one on board a ship, she is sure to meet with some

"Why, captain, I do not see that there can be
any more harm in killing an albatross than shooting
a pheasant," answered Ensign Holt, who was some-
what vexed at being thus a second time interfered
"The pheasant, sir, might serve for dinner,"
observed the commander, "but I do not fancy you
would wish to eat an albatross, even should you
happen to shoot one, and we could lower a boat and
pick it up. I confess I do not like to see the
creatures wantonly injured. You may break a leg or
wing of one of them, and leave it to suffer and die
out in the ocean here; but your rifle balls can
scarcely penetrate the bird's thick coat of feathers,
unless you get a fair shot at close range, so as to
kill it outright."
The young ensign, who did not at all like to be
thus thwarted by the commander, had been watch-
ing a bird which, bolder than its companions, had
more than once swooped close up to the taffrail.
Determined to prove that he was not the bad shot
it was supposed, he had kept his rifle capped and
ready; he lifted it as the commander spoke, and
fired. The albatross rose for an instant, and then,
with expanded wings, fell heavily into the water,
where it was seen struggling in a vain effort to rise.
"You have done for him, old fellow, at all
events," cried Lieutenant Dawson.
"Well, Holt, you have retrieved your character,"
remarked the other ensign.
"I wish that Mr. Holt would have listened to my


advice," said the commander, turning away annoyed.
The young officers were too much engaged watching
the poor bird to observe this. In another instant
the struggles of the wounded albatross ceased, and
immediately several of its companions pounced down
upon it, and, ere the ship had run it out of sight,
the body was almost torn in pieces.
"Why, it appears that your pets are somewhat
ferocious creatures," observed Lieutenant Dawson,
pointing out what had occurred to Commander
Newcombe, who had again returned aft.
"That is their nature, gentlemen," he replied; "I
have an idea, too, that it was implanted in them
for a beneficent purpose. Better that the creature
should be put out of its pain at once than linger
on in agony. If we come to look into the matter,
we shall find that every living creature is imbued
with certain habits and propensities for a good
purpose. I do not hold that anything happens by
chance, or that the albatross is unworthy of being
treated with humanity, because it acts in what you
call a savage way. You will pardon me for being
thus plain-spoken, gentlemen; and now Mr. Holt
has shown his skill by shooting one of those poor
birds, I will ask you to favour me by not attempt-
ing to kill any more."
Though not over well pleased at the interference
of the commander, the young officers, feeling that
his rebuke was just, discharged their rifles in the air,
and did not again produce them during the voyage.
Willy Dicey and Peter Patch had been on the

poop when these remarks had been made. "I say,
Dicey, do you suppose that the commander really
believes harm will come to the ship because Ensign
Holt killed the albatross ?" asked Peter, as they
took a turn together on the port side of the quar-
I should think not," answered Willy. "I do not
see what the one thing has to do with the other."
The sailors say, however, that it is very unlucky
to kill an albatross," observed Peter. They fancy
that the souls of people who die at sea fly about
in the bodies of albatrosses, I suppose, or something
of that sort-I am not quite certain; and for my
part I wish that Ensign Holt had been less free
with his rifle. I have always thought him a
donkey, and donkeys do a good deal of mischief
"I will ask Harry Shafto what he thinks about
it," said Willy. "I have read a poem about a man
who shot an albatross, and all the people died on
board, and the ship went floating about till the
masts and sails rotted, and he alone remained alive."
"I suppose he lived on the ship's stores then,"
observed Peter. He would have had plenty to eat,
as there was no one to share the grub with him;
but I should not like to have been in his skin.
Did he ever get to shore, or how did people come
to know it? "
"I think the old hulk reached the land after a
good many years," said Willy; "but I am not quite
certain about that."

He must have had a terrible life of it, all alone
by himself," said Peter. "I should like to hear
more of the story; but, I say, Dicey, are you certain
that it is true ?"
"No, I rather think it is a poet's fancy, for the
story is written in verse," answered Willy.
"Well! that's some comfort," observed Peter;
"because, you see, if the same thing was to happen
to us, we should all have to die, and Ensign Holt
would be the only person left on board the
' Ranger.'"
Harry Shafto soon afterwards coming on deck,
the two midshipmen appealed to him for his
opinion. Harry laughed heartily.
"I think, however, that those soldier-officers might
as well have let the poor birds alone," he observed.
"It is a cruel thing to shoot them, but I -do not
think any further harm will come of it."
Still, neither Peter nor Willy were quite satisfied.
"I'll ask Mrs. Rumbelow what she thinks about it,"
said Willy. She will soon get the opinion of the
seamen, and I should not quite like to ask them
As soon as their watch was over, the two mid-
shipmen went below, where they found Mrs. Rumbe-
low seated on a chest, busily employed in darning
her !u-1,.lii.'l stockings, or in some other femi-
nine occupation, as was her wont: Mrs. Rumbelow's
fingers were never idle.
"Glad to see you, young gentlemen," she said,
looking up from her work. Well, Mr. Dicey, you

don't look like the same'person you were before we
reached the Cape; by the time you get home again
they won't know you."
If all goes well with us, perhaps not," said
Willy; "but Ensign Holt has gone and killed an
albatross, and perhaps, as you know, that is a very
dreadful thing to do. They say that evil is sure, in
consequence, to come to the ship."
Mrs. Rumbelow looked at the faces of her two
young visitors. Do you think seriously that God
rules the world in that fashion?" she asked, in a
somewhat scornful tone. "Because a foolish young
gentleman happens to kill a bird, will He who
counts the hairs of our heads allow a number of
His creatures, who have nothing to do with the
matter, to suffer in consequence. Do not let such
nonsense enter your heads, my dears."
"We wanted you, Mrs. Rumbelow, to inquire of
the seamen what they think about the matter," said
"I will do no such thing, and that's my answer,"
replied the sergeant's wife; harm may come to the
ship, but it won't be because of that, or anything of
the sort."
Just then Sergeant Rumbelow himself came up:
in appearance he was very unlike his wife. Whereas
she was tall and thin, he was comparatively short
and broad; indeed, though of the regulation height,
his width made him appear shorter than he really
was; while his countenance, though burnt and
tanned by southern suns and exposure to all sorts

of weather, was fat and rubicund. He held his
sides and laughed so heartily at the account his
wife gave him of the questions which had been put
to her, that Willy and Peter wished they had not
mentioned the subject.
The wind was light and the ship made but little
way for several days. Shafto, though only a mate,
did duty as a lieutenant. Willy was in his watch;
it was the middle watch. Willy enjoyed such
opportunities of talking with his friend. The sea
was perfectly smooth, there was only wind sufficient
just to fill the sails, and the ship was making scarcely
three knots through the water. Every now and then
a splash was heard; some monster of the deep rose
to the surface, and leaping forth, plunged back again
into its native element. Strange sounds seemed to
come from the far distance. A thick fog arose and
shrouded the ship, so that nothing could be seen
beyond the bowsprit.
"Keep a bright look-out there, forward," sang out
Shafto every now and then, in a clear ringing voice,
which kept the watch forward on the alert.
"Hark !" said Willy; "I fancy I heard singing."
"You heard the creaking yards against the masts,
perhaps," said Shafto.
No, I am certain it is singing," exclaimed Willy;
Harry and his companion stopped in their walk;
even Harry could not help confessing that he heard
sweet sounds coming over the water. "Some emi-
grant ship, perhaps, bound out to Auckland," he

observed; "the passengers are enjoying themselves
on deck, unwilling to retire to their close cabins.
Sounds travel a long distance over the calm waters.
She is on our beam, I suspect; but we must take
care not to run into each other, in case she should
be more on the bow than I suppose." He hailed the
forecastle to learn if the look-out could see anything.
"Nothing in sight," was the answer. "Keep a
bright look-out, then," he shouted. "Ay, ay, sir,"
came from forward.
Soon after this the fog lifted. Far away on the
starboard hand the dim outline of a tall ship appeared
standing across their course. She will pass under
our stern if she keeps as she is now steering,"
observed Harry; "the voices we heard must have
come from her."
The stranger approached, appearing like some vast
phantom floating over the ocean, with her canvas
spread on either hand to catch the light wind. "A
sail on the starboard beam," shouted the look-out, as
he discovered her. It appeared as if she would pass
within easy hail, when, just as Harry Shafto had told
Willy to get a speaking-trumpet, she appeared to
melt into a thin mist.
"What has become of her?" exclaimed Willy,
feeling somewhat awe-struck.
"She has run into a bank of fog which we had
not. perceived," said Shafto ; I will hail her;" and
taking the speaking-trumpet, he shouted out, "What
ship is that ?" No answer came. Again he shouted,
'This is Her Majesty's ship 'Ranger.'" All was

silent. "Surely I cannot have been deceived," he
remarked; "my hail would have been answered if
it had been heard." Willy declared that he heard
shouts and laughter, but Harry told him that was
nonsense, and that undoubtedly the stranger was
much further off than he had supposed her to be.
Before the watch was out, Harry had to turn the
hands up to shorten sail; a strong breeze was blow-
ing, increasing every instant in violence. Before
morning the "Ranger" was ploughing her way
through the ocean under close-reefed topsails, now
rising to the summit of a sea, now plunged into the
trough below. It was Willy's first introduction to
anything like a gale of wind.
"Well, Mr. Dicey, you have at last got a sight of
what the sea can be," said Roger Bolland, the boat-
swain, with whom Willy was a favourite.
"I have got a feeling, too, of what it can do,"
answered Willy, who was far from comfortable.
"Don't you go and give in, though, like the
soldiers below," said the boatswain; "there are half
of them on their backs already, and the gay young
ensigns, who were boasting only the other day of
what capital sailors they were, are as bad as the men."
Though the whole battalion had been sick, Mrs.
Rumbelow was not going to knock under. She was
as lively and active as ever, going about to the ladies'
cabins to assist them into their berths, and secure
various articles which were left to tumble about at the
mercy of the sea. If the truth must be known, she
did not confine her attentions to them alone, but

looked in as she passed on the young ensigns, offering
consolation to one, handing another a little cold brandy
and water, and doing her best to take comfort to all.
At length, after the ship had been tumbled about
for nearly ten days, the gale began to abate, the
soldiers recovered their legs, though looking somewhat
pale and woe-begone, and the cabin passengers once
more appeared on deck. The weather, however, had
by this time become very cold; there was no sitting
down, as before, with work or book in hand, to while
away the time; the ladies took to thick cloaks, and
the military officers in their greatcoats walked the
deck with rapid steps, as a matter of duty, for the
sake of exercise. Gradually, too, the sea went down,
and the "Ranger" glided forward on her course
under her usual canvas.
Colonel Morley more than once asked the com-
mander whether they had not by this time got into
the latitude where icebergs were to be found. "We
keep a sharp look-out for them, colonel, as I pro-
mised you," answered the commander. "They are
not objects we are likely to run upon while the
weather remains clear, and as long as we have a
good breeze there is no fear. They are, I confess,
awkward customers to fall in with in a thick fog
during a calm."
"You may think I am over-anxious, captain," ob-
served the colonel, "but we cannot be too cautious
with so many lives committed to our charge; and
when I tell you that I was sole survivor of the
whole wing of a regiment on board a ship lost by

the over-confidence of her commander when I was
an ensign, you will not be surprised at my men-
tioning the subject."
"You are right, colonel, you are right," said
Commander Newcombe. "I pray that no such
accident will happen to us; but danger must be
run, though we who are knocking about at sea all
our lives are apt to forget the fact till it comes upon
us somewhat suddenly."
Willy Dicey did not find keeping watch at night
now quite so pleasant as in warmer latitudes; still,
with his pea-coat buttoned well up to his chin, and
his cap drawn tightly down over his head, he kept
his post bravely on the forecastle, where he now had
the honour of being stationed. "He is the most
trustworthy midshipman on board," said Mr. Tobin,
the first-lieutenant. "I can always depend on him
for keeping his eyes open, whereas Peter Patch is
apt to shut his, and make-believe he is wide awake
all the time." This praise greatly encouraged Willy.
He determined to do his best and deserve it. Blow
high or blow low, he was at his station, never mind-
ing the salt sprays which dashed into his eyes, and
at times nearly froze there, when the wind blew
cold and strong.
The Ranger continued her course, making good
way, the wind being generally favourable.
The only grumblers among the passengers were
three or four of the young lieutenants and ensigns,
who, having finished all their novels, and not being
addicted to reading works of a more useful descrip-

tion, found the time hang heavily on their hands.
They ought to have followed the example of the
Miss Morleys and their mother, who were never idle.
Very little has hitherto been said about them.
They were both very nice girls, without a particle
of affectation or nonsense, though they had lived in
barracks for some portion of their lives. Fanny,
the eldest, was fair, with blue eyes, somewhat
retrousd nose, and good figure, and if not decidedly
pretty, the expression of her countenance was so
pleasing that no one found fault with any of her
features. Emma was dark, not quite so tall as her
sister, but decidedly handsomer, with hazel eyes
and beautifully formed nose and mouth. As yet,
perhaps, they had had no opportunity of giving
decided proof of any higher qualities they may
have possessed, but they were both right-minded,
religious girls. Some of the officers pronounced
them far too strict, others considered them haughty,
and one or two even ventured to pronounce them
prudish, because they showed no taste for the
frivolous amusements in which the ordinary run of
young ladies indulge; not that they objected to
dance, or to join in a pleasant pic-nic; indeed, the
few who did find fault with them complained only
of the way in which they did those things. Ensign
Holt, who was not a favourite, whispered that he
thought them very deep, and that time would show
whether they were a bit better than other people.
Neither Fanny nor Emma would have cared much
for the opinion of Ensign Holt, even had they been

aware of it. He might possibly have been preju-
diced, from the fact that Mrs. Morley, though very
kind and motherly to all the young officers, had
found it necessary to encourage him less than the
rest. Ensign Holt, and indeed most of his brother
officers, had no conception of the principles which
guided the Misses Morley or their parents. They
looked upon their colonel as not a bad old fellow,
though rather slow; but somehow or other he
managed to keep his regiment in very good order,
and all the men loved him, and looked up to him as
to a father. It was his custom to read the Bible
every day in his cabin to his wife and daughters; and
as there was no chaplain on board, he acted the part
of one for the benefit of his men. His sermons were
delivered in a fine clear voice, and were certainly
not too long for the patience of his hearers; but
Ensign Holt insisted that they were too strict: he
did not like that sort of theology. Lieutenants
Dawson and Hickman were inclined to echo Holt's
opinion. Whatever the captains thought, they had
the good taste to keep it to themselves. Indeed,
Power, the senior captain in the regiment, was
suspected of having a leaning toward the colonel's
sentiments. No one, however, could say that he
was slow or soft; he was known to have done
several gallant acts, and was a first-rate officer,
a keen sportsman, and proficient in all athletic
exercises. It was whispered that Power was the
only man likely to succeed with either the Miss
Morleys, though, as far a, was observed, he paid

them no particular attention; indeed, he was not
looked upon as a marrying man. He was the only
unmarried captain on board. Captain Gosling had
left his wife at home; and Mrs. Twopenny was
in delicate health, and generally kept her cabin.
She has not before been mentioned. There were
no other ladies on board, but there were several
soldiers' wives, with their children, though, alto-
gether, there were fewer women than are generally
found in a troop-ship.
A calm unusual for these latitudes had prevailed
for several days. Now and then a light wind would
come from the northward, just filling the sails,
but again dying away; now the ship glided slowly
over the smooth water; now she remained so
stationary that the chips of wood swept overboard
from the carpenter's bench floated for hours to-
gether alongside.
Peter Patch asked Willy whether he did not
think that the fate which befell the ship of the
Ancient Mariner was likely to be theirs.
"I hope not," said Willy; particularly if the ice-
bergs, which they say are not far off, should
get round us, we should find it terribly cold."
"But we should not die of thirst, as the crew
of that unfortunate ship did," observed Peter;
"that's one comfort."
"Very cold comfort, though," said Willy, who
now and then ventured on a joke, if only Peter
and some other youngster were within hearing.


QUqe a ffke "Ttanq r" ccntfiiuillb.

A gale springs up-A dark night-Sound of breakers-Ship run-
ning on an iceberg-The Ranger scrapes along the berg-
Providential escape-Ensign Holt's alarm-The carpenter
reports a leak-The chain pumps rigged-the "Ranger"
on her beam-ends-The masts cut away-Running before
the gale-All hands at the pumps-The weather moderates-
Prepare to rig jury-masts.

NCE more a strong breeze had sprung up
from the westward, and the ship was
making good way through the water.
Though it was the summer time in the southern
hemisphere, the weather was very variable; now,
when the wind came from the antarctic pole, bitterly
cold; or drawing round and blowing from the north,
after it had passed over the warm waters of the
Indian Ocean, it was soft and balmy.
It was Harry Shafto's morning watch; he had just
relieved the second lieutenant. Willy was forward.
It was blowing somewhat fresh, and the ship had a
reef in her topsails and her courses set. The night

was very dark. Willy having just been aroused
from a midshipman's sound sleep, was rubbing his
eyes to get them clear. Now he peered out ahead
into the darkness, now he rubbed them again, and
shut and opened them, to satisfy himself that they
were in good order. He could not distinguish who
was on the forecastle, but he knew by the voice that
one of the best men in the ship, Paul Lizard, was
by his side.
I have seen many a dark night, Mr. Dicey, but
this pretty well beats them all," observed Paul.
" It's not one I should like to be caught in on a lee-
shore or a strange coast; though out here, in the
open sea, there is nothing to fear, as the highway is
a pretty wide one, and we are not likely to fall in
with any other craft crossing our course."
"Very true," answered Willy; "but there is one
thing I have been told to do, and that is to keep a
bright look-out, though it may be ,.lti.: ,!'. enough
to see an object, even should one be ahead."
On course, sir," said Paul, "what is our duty
must be done, though it would be a hard matter to
see the 'David Dunn' of Dover, even if our jib-
boom were over her taffrail.'
"What ship is that?" asked Willy. "I never
heard of her."
"The biggest ship that ever was or ever will be,
sir," answered Paul, who was fond of a joke. "When
she went about going up Channel once, her spanker
pretty nigh swept away one of the towers of Calais,
while her jib-boom run right into Dover Castle."


"She must have been a big ship, then," said
The voice of the officer of the watch hailing the
forecastle put a stop to Paul's wit. "Ay, ay, sir,"
he answered, in his usual stentorian voice; then he
added, "It seems to be growing darker than ever."
So Willy thought, but still he tried his best with
his sharp young eyes to penetrate the gloom.
I wish it would clear," observed Willy. "It is
"It couldn't well be darker, sir," said Paul; to
my mind it would be wise to shorten sail, or heave
the ship to. The captain knows best, though."
"It is getting very cold, though," said Dicey. "I
can feel the difference since the last five minutes."
"I can't say I feel it," said Paul; "but hark, sir;
I fancy I heard the sound of breakers."
Willy listened, bending forward in his eagerness.
"Yes," he thought he heard a sound, and it seemed
to be almost ahead, but yet it seemed to come from
a long way off.
It is only fancy after all," observed Paul. The
other men forward could hear nothing.
A few minutes passed. "What is that ?" ex-
claimed Willy, with startling energy. "There seems
to be a great white wall rising up before us."
"Iceberg ahead!" shouted Paul, and he never hal-
looed louder in his life, "a little on the starboard
"Starboard the helm," cried Harry from the
quarterdeck. "Man the starboard braces. Brace

the yards sharp up; call the captain; all hands on
deck to save ship." Such were the orders he issued
in rapid succession. In an instant the boatswain's
whistle and the hoarse bawling of his mates was
heard along the lower decks, and the ship, lately so
silent and deserted, teemed with life. The crew
came tumbling up from below, some with their
clothes in their hands; the soldiers quickly followed,
hurrying from their berths. Commander New-
combe and the other officers were on deck a few
instants after the order to summon them had been
given. He now took command, issuing his orders
with the calmness of a man well inured to danger.
Another voice was heard; it was that of Colonel
Morley. "Soldiers, keep to your quarters," he
shouted out. The men, who had been rushing on
deck, without a murmur obeyed the command.
The danger was indeed imminent. Sheer out of
the ocean rose a huge white mountain, directly
against which the ship appeared to be running
headlong; but, answering her helm, she came up to
the wind, though not in sufficient time altogether to
avoid the danger. As Willy looked up, he expected
to see the yards strike the sides of the iceberg, for
such it was. A grating sound was heard : now it
seemed as if the ship would be thrown bodily on to
the icy mass; still she moved forward; now she
heeled over to the wind, the yards again almost
touching the frozen cliffs. An active leaper might
have sprung on to the berg, could footing have been
found. Every moment the crew expected to find

their ship held fast by some jutting point, and
speedily dashed to pieces; the bravest held their
breath, and had there been light, the countenances
of those who were wont to laugh at danger might
have been seen blanched with terror.
Again and again the ship struck, as she scraped
by the berg. It seemed wonderful, indeed, to
those ignorant of the cause, that she should con-
tinue to move forward, and be driven ever and anon
actually away from the ice. This was caused
by the undertow, which prevented her from
being thrown bodily on to the berg. Not a word
was spoken, not an order issued, for all that could
be done had been done. All were aware, however,
that, even should she scrape clear of the berg, the
blows her sides were receiving might at any moment
rip them open, and send her helplessly to the bottom
of the cold ocean.
The voyager on such an occasion may well
exclaim, "Vain is the help of man!"
Harry, with the second-lieutenant, had gone
forward among the men stationed on the forecastle,
all eagerly looking out in the hopes of seeing the
extreme end of the berg. Suddenly the white wall
seemed to terminate, the ship glided freely forward,
rising to the sea, which came rolling in from the
Sound the well, Mr. Chisel," said the com-
mander to the carpenter. All on deck stood
anxiously waiting his report.
The berg appeared on the quarter, gradually becom-

ing less and less distinct, till what seemed like a thin
white mist alone was seen, which soon melted away
altogether in the thick darkness. Still all well
knew that other bergs might be in the neighbour-
hood, and a similar danger might have to be encoun-
The officers paced the deck, looking out anxiously,
and those who, while the danger lasted, had not felt
the cold, hurried below to finish dressing as best
they could, or buttoned up their flushing coats, and
wrapped comforters round their necks.
Colonel Morley returned to the cabin to tell his
wife and daughters that the danger had passed.
He found them pale and anxious, but neither
trembling nor fainting. The two girls were seated
on each side of their mother, holding her hands.
They had been fully aware of the danger in which
the ship had been placed, and they had together
been offering up their prayers for their own safety
and for that of all on board.
Peter Patch, finding himself near Willy, whis-
pered that he should like to go and see how Ensign
Holt had behaved himself. He would have found
the ensign seated on the deck of his cabin with his
bed-clothes pulled over his head, much too alarmed
to think, or to utter any sounds but "Oh oh! oh!
what is going to happen? Oh dear, oh dear, oh
dear, I wish I had not come !"
-The other officers had collected in the main cabin,
where Captain Power had taken his seat at the head
of the table, giving encouragement to those around

him, while their well-disciplined men, according to
orders, kept to their quarters, the sergeants moving
among them to see that no one went on deck. Mrs.
Rumbelow had taken the poor women under her
charge, and did her best to comfort them.
"I told you so," she exclaimed, when the ship
was found to be moving easily forward, and those
fearful grating sounds had ceased. Just trust in
God, and all will come right. Never cry out that all
is lost while there is life, and even at the last moment
hope that a way of deliverance may be found."
The wind had increased, the courses had been
taken off the ship, and she stood out under her top-
sails. It might have been supposed that nothing
particular had occurred. All hands were at their
stations, however, both watches being kept on deck;
indeed, no one, even the most careless, felt inclined
to go below.
The commander was walking the poop, awaiting
the report of the carpenter; he had taken one or
two turns, when a figure approached him.
"I don't like the state of things," said a voice
which he recognized as that of Mr. Chisel. "The
ship is making water very rapidly; it's coming in in
several places, though the worst leaks are forward."
"We must do our best to stop them, however,"
answered the commander. And, Mr. Chisel, do
not let more than necessary know this." The first-
lieutenant and master instantly hurried below to
assist the carpenter in discovering the leaks. That
they were high up seemed certain, and thus some

hope existed that they might be reached. In time
the chief injuries were discovered, and every effort
was made to stop the leaks, old sails and blankets
being used for the purpose. The pumps were
immediately manned by the soldiers, who were told
off to work them. Their clanking sound echoed
along the decks, while, at the same time, the loud
gush of the clear water rushing through the scup-
pers gave fearful proof of the large amount which
must be rushing in. How eagerly all on board
longed for daylight. The wind, however, was rising,
and the ship heeled over on the side which had
received the injury; she was accordingly put on the
other tack, although it would take her out of her
proper course.
All on board felt it to be a solemn time. The
only sounds heard were those of the clanking
pumps, and the gush of water as it was forced
up from below. The wind was every instant in-
creasing. The topsails were closely reefed, and the
"Ranger" went plunging on into the fast-rising seas.
At length the cold light of early morn broke on
the countenances of the crew; many looked pale and
haggard. The past hours had been trying ones, and
the soldiers, some in their shirts and trousers only,
were labouring away manfully at the pumps; the
crew at their stations, ready to obey the commands
which any sudden emergency might demand. At
length the carpenter reported that he had so far
conquered the leaks that the ship might safely be
put again on the port tack.

"Helm a-lee!" was heard. "Shift tacks and
sheets! Mainsail haul! of all haul!" shouted Com-
mander Newcombe ; but at that instant, before the
words were well out of his mouth, while the yards
were in the act of being swung round, a terrific
blast laid the ship over, a heavy sea striking her at
the same time. For an instant it seemed as if she
would never rise again. Shrieks were heard rising
from the foaming waters under her lee; several poor
fellows were seen struggling amid them. No help
could be given; no boat would have lived in that
sea, had there been time to lower one, before they
had sunk for ever. Their fate might soon be that
of all on board.
The commander, after a moment's consultation
with the first-lieutenant and master, had summoned
the carpenter, who- appeared directly afterwards with
his crew and several picked men with axes in their
hands. They stood round the mizen mast. Cut,"
he cried. The mizen shrouds were severed, a few
splinters were seen to fly from the mast, and over it
fell into the seething sea. Still the ship did not
rise. They sprang to the mainmast. "That, too,
must go," said the commander, and issued the order
to cut. In another instant the tall mast fell into the
sea. For a moment it seemed doubtful whether that
would have any effect. Suddenly the ship rose with
a violent- motion to an even keel, carrying away, as
she did so, her fore-topmast. The helm was put up.
Onwards she flew before the still-increasing gale.
The seas rolled savagely up with foaming crests, as

if trying to overwhelm her. To attempt to heave
her to without any after-sail would now be hopeless.
Willy Dicey, who had gone aft, heard the com-
mander remark to the first-lieutenant, that he
hoped the gale would not last long, as otherwise
they might be driven in among the ice, which would
be found in heavy packs to the south-east. "With
a moderate breeze we might reach New Zealand in
ten days or a fortnight," he observed. "I trust we
can keep the old ship afloat till then."
"Chisel thinks the injuries very severe, though,"
said the first-lieutenant; "still, with the aid of the
soldiers, we can keep the pumps going without
difficulty, and we may be thankful that we have
them on board."
All day long the "Ranger" ran on, the wind and
sea rather increasing than in any way lessening.
Night once more approached, but no sign appeared
of the gale abating. The soldiers relieved each-
other bravely at the pumps. Had it not been for
them, the seamen well knew that the ship must have
gone down; for though they might have worked
them well, their strength must in time have given
in. Mrs. Rumbelow continued her kind ministra-
tions to the women and children below; she had a
word, too, for the seamen and soldiers, who were
allowed half-a-watch at a time to take some rest.
"You see, laddies," she observed, "how you can all
help each other. If the ship is to be kept afloat,
and our lives saved, it will be by all working to-
gether with a will; you soldiers, by labouring at

the pumps, and the sailors by taking care of the
ship. If all do their duty there's no fear, boys. I
only wish people could learn the same in the every-
day concerns of life-the world would get on much
more happily than it does."
While the sea continued rolling and the ship
tumbling about, there were no hopes of getting up
jury-masts. That night was even more trying than
the previous one. It was not quite so dark, for now
and then the clouds cleared away, and the bright
stars shone forth; but still it was impossible to say
whether some big iceberg might not be ahead, or
whether the ship might not be driven into the midst
of a field of ice, which would be scarcely less
dangerous. All night long she ran on before the
gale. It would be hopeless to attempt bringing her
on a wind while the storm continued, and yet she
was running into unknown dangers. Before, when
she almost ran into the iceberg, she had had her
masts standing, and was under easy steering canvas;
now, with her after-masts gone, should an iceberg
rise in her course, it would be scarcely possible for
her to escape it.
Not a single officer of the ship, and but few of
the men, went below that night. The military
officers took their turn at the pumps to relieve
their men; for, although so many were ready for
the duty, so great was the exertion required, that
they could continue at it but a few minutes together.
As soon as one man was knocked up, another sprang
into his place.

Another day dawned. It is easy to imagine how
anxiously the night had been spent by all on board,
especially by the poor ladies and soldiers' wives.
Happy were those who knew the power and effect
of prayer. Wonderfully had they been supported.
Those who knew not how to pray had been seated
with hands clasped, or lying down with their heads
covered up, endeavouring to shut out all thought of
the future. Mrs. Morley and her daughters had
remained in their cabin, calm, though not unmoved,
visited every now and then by the colonel; yet he
could afford them but little consolation with regard
to the safety of the ship. All he could say was that
the men were doing their duty, and that they must
hope for the best.
Ensign Holt had been missed by his brother
officers, and roused up, not very gently, and had
been compelled to take his turn at the pumps. He
ought to have been very much obliged to them, as
those are best off who are actively engaged in times
of danger, though he grumbled considerably, declar-
ing that it was not in the articles of war, and that
he did not see why he should be made to work at
the pumps like the common men.
As the day advanced, though the weather remained
thick and lowering, the wind began to abate ; yet the
sea ran still very high, and the ship laboured greatly.
The seamen were making preparations, however, to
set up jury-masts, the carpenter and his crew were
busy in lashing the spars together for the purpose,
and the boatswain and his party in preparing the rig-


going; but while the ship continued pitching and
rolling as she was then doing, it would be impos-
sible to set up the masts. "I often wished to
encounter a gale of wind," observed Peter Patch to
Willy; but, to confess the honest truth, now I
know what it is, especially in these cold regions, I
would rather have been excused."



Ra'xfge adfJty "ltaxner" [o11finlu1.
Hopes of escape-Harry's advice to Willy-Among icebergs-
Wonderful appearance of ice islands-Getting up jury-masts-
Drifting towards an iceberg-The icebergs moving-The ship
strikes a berg-Consternation of passengers-The soldiers at
the pumps-Ship driven stern-on to a berg-Fearful damage
received-A slant of wind takes her off-The leaks increasing
-Stores hove overboard-Jury-masts carried away-Attempts
to stop the leaks-Matters become worse-An anxious night-
The water gains on the leaks.

HE "Ranger" had been running on for an-
other night. Though the wind had fallen,
there was too much sea to attempt rigging
jury-masts, or heaving her to. The weather had
been tolerably clear, and a bright look-out being
kept, it was hoped that, should icebergs appear
ahead, they might be seen in sufficient time to
steer clear of them. During the whole time the
commander had not gone below; indeed none of the
!t-hf'.-i had turned in, and a few only of the men
had taken short snatches of sleep. Not for a
moment had the clanging pumps ceased to work.


At frequent intervals the carpenter had sounded the
well, and reported that they were greatly gaining on
the leaks.
"I hope, Willy, you will still be able to write
home a long yarn of our adventures," said Harry
Shafto, as they stood together on the deck. "The
sea has gone down considerably during the last two
hours, and if we can pump the ship clear we may
yet stop the leaks, get jury-masts up, and reach New
Zealand not long after the time we were due."
"I hope so," said Willy, who was feeling some-
what worn out, and whose spirits for a midshipman
were getting unusually low. "I cannot help think-
ing of the poor fellows who were washed overboard,
and thankful I ought to be that I was not among
them. I was holding on when one of the men who
was making his way forward was carried off by the
sea. I know I wish that it was daylight."
"It will soon come," said Harry, "and we shall
get the ship to rights; and with regard to those poor
fellows, I would not tell you not to think about
them, but that their fate should teach us always
to be ready. If we are so, we shall never fear to face
By the by, Willy, I wish to report your conduct
to the commander. -I find that it was your sharp
eyes that first discovered the iceberg from which we
so providentially escaped."
"Thank you," said Willy; "but I was only just
doing my duty in keeping a bright look-out."
"Exactly," said Harry; "that's the utmost we

can do, and all that is expected of any man; just go
on, Willy, doing that, and you'll do well. But see,
there is a light streak in the horizon; the clouds are
clearing away. Though the ocean looks black
enough at present, it will soon be sparkling with
The two friends made their way along the deck to
the forecastle, where they found the officers who
were stationed there eagerly looking-out. One de-
clared that he saw land a-head. "If it is, daylight
will soon show it," observed another. While the dis-
cussion was going on, the sea seemed on a sudden to
go down, and the ship glided on in comparatively
smooth water.
"It may or may not be land ahead," exclaimed
the master; "but I tell you what-we are under
the lee of a large field of ice, and it is a mercy we
did not run on it in the dark. See, there! What
do you think of that ?"
Stretching far round in the eastern horzion, ap-
peared a white line, clearly marked on the dark
ocean. All hands were now called and set to
work to get up jury-masts. Every one worked
with a will, from the smallest boy on board. No
time was to be lost. The soldiers were sum-
moned on deck to lend a hand in pul.liiig' and haul-
ing. Gradually the light increased, and, as it did
so, the work went on more rapidly. Willy had but
little time to look about him, but he could not help
every now and then glancing towards the east, which
was now illuminated by a rich, ruddy glow, extend-

ing far and wide, gradually melting into a yellow
tint, that again vanished in the dark-blue sky over-
head. Presently the sun itself rose out of the ocean,
at first like a fiery arch, till, springing rapidly up-
wards, the whole circle appeared in view. Just then
he turned his eyes to the right. He could not re-
frain from uttering an exclamation of astonishment;
for there appeared, not a mile away to the westward,
what seemed like a vast island of alabaster, covered
with countless edifices-towers and columns, and
embattled walls, glowing with numberless bril-
liant and varied hues. Colonel Morley, who had just
then come on deck, observed it also, and pointing it
out to the commander, hastened below to summon
his wife and daughters to witness the beautiful
spectacle. Commander Newcombe's countenance
did not show that he was as pleased with the sight
as the colonel had apparently been. Casting an
anxious glance round, he summoned the first-lieu-
tenant to his side, who seemed to be holding earnest
conversation with him. Willy, who had gone aft on
some duty, heard the latter remark, "We are em-
bayed, sir, there is no doubt about it. All we can
hope for is a breeze from the southward to get out
again." Willy heard no more.
"Oh, how beautiful! oh, how magnificent !" ex-
claimed the Miss Morleys, as they reached the deck;
"it is worth making a voyage to witness such a
scene as that!"
Willy could now observe what he had only before
partially seen. The whole ocean to the west was of

a deep-purple hue, from out of which rose several
superb icebergs; some could not have been less than
a third of a mile in length, and from two to three
hundred feet in height. The sides of one appeared
perfectly smooth, as if carefully chiselled all over.
In one of the nearest were seen bold projecting
bluffs, with deep caverns beyond, into which the
sea forced its way, rushing out again with a loud
sound. On the summits of others appeared the
towers and pinnacles, the ruined arches and but-
tressed walls, which had at first caught Willy's sight.
It seemed, indeed, as if a large city of alabaster had
once stood there, reduced to ruins by a convulsion of
nature. Here appeared huge piles of buildings
grouped together, with long lanes and streets wind-
ing irregularly through them, with what had been
the citadel rising in their midst. As the sun rose,
the whole mass became bathed in a red light. No
words, however, can convey a full idea of the beauty
and grandeur of the spectacle.
"I was thinking for a moment that I should like
to get out my drawing-book and colour-box," said
Emma Morley to her sister; "but I am sure it
would be impossible to do anything like justice to
such a scene."
"Those who have not witnessed it would believe
:lat.y. n had taken a painter's licence," answered her
sister; "and yet I believe that you might produce a
very fair idea of the scene. Let me go and get your
drawing things."
Mrs. Morley was afraid her daughters might


suffer from the cold if they remained much longer
on deck. Cloaks were, however, brought, and what
her parents considered a masterly sketch was quickly
produced by their young daughter. Little did they
think at the time of the dangerous position in which
the ship was still placed.
While the drawing was going on, numerous sea
birds were seen to be passing in and out of the
caverns, now plunging down into the ocean to seek
their breakfasts, now rising again and pitching upon
the icy points and pinnacles as if they were their
accustomed home.
"Don't you think we have drawn nearer to that
magnificent iceberg?" said Fanny to her sister.
Yes, I am almost sure we have," was the answer.
"Papa, what do you think?"
"It is possible, but perhaps the changing light
may have deceived us; it is difficult to calculate
distances in this atmosphere."
As may be supposed, they had been several times
interrupted by the crew, who now and then came by
leading aft the stays of the mast now at length set
up. Scarcely any of the men cast more than a
momentary glance at the icebergs, but this glance
showed that they looked on them with no favour-
able eyes. All the time, too, it must be remembered,
the pumps were kept clanking away as before. No
human beings ever worked harder than the crew of
the Ranger;" they well knew, indeed, that they
were labouring for their lives. Hour after hour
passed by-there was no knocking off even for

breakfast; it would be time enough to take their
food when the sails were spread, and the ship was
standing away from the beautiful but fearfully
dangerous icebergs.
By the time the sun had risen high in the sky
the water around had become of a dark-green hue,
and now not only icebergs and the distant fields of
ice were seen, but vast masses of drift ice were
observed floating about. Already two or three yards
had been got across, and the sails were being bent.
Willy found himself close to his friend Harry.
.I o!.., you look unusually grave," he observed;
"you seem pretty well knocked up."
We all of us have reason to be grave," answered
Harry; there is evidently a strong in-draught
towards that big berg, and unless we can get the
sails bent and a breeze to take us off, no human
power can save us from driving against it, and then
we shall be worse off than we were when we struck
the berg the other night."
"But don't you think we shall get the sails
bent in time?" asked Willy.
"We may get the sails bent, but the wind to fill
them may not come; we must depend on Heaven's
mercy for that."
Harry Shafto would not generally have spoken
so despondingly, but he was well-nigh worn out;
and yet he probably did not see matters in a worse
light than most of the other officers.
The passengers had been sometime before sum-
moned below to breakfast, and only the crew and

The lofty icebergs were still dangerously near on the port side;
they, too, were slowly moving.-p. 77.

I _.E


soldiers engaged in active duty remained on deck.
They were all working away as hard as ever.
The foremast, which had stood, had been well
stayed, and a fresh fore-topmast had also been got up.
The captain and officers were watching anxiously
for a breeze. It came at length from the south-
ward. Sail was made, the ship was put before the
wind, and it seemed that she was now about to move
out of her dangerous position. "Let the people go
below and get their breakfasts, Mr. Tobin," said the
commander to the first-lieutenant; "they are well-
nigh knocked up, and may still have heavy work
before them." The boatswain's whistle was soon
heard piping to the welcome meal, and the men
gladly hurried below, though with less of the elasticity
which they exhibited generally on such occasions.
The lofty icebergs were still dangerously near on
the port side. Shafto and Willy, who had snatched
a hurried meal in the midshipmen's berth, were
quickly again on deck, as were indeed many of the
officers and men, those who had remained on duty
going below. The ship made but slow way. In the
far distance could still be seen a field of ice, which
had hitherto sheltered them from the tumbling sea,
which came in from the north-east; several large
pieces were also floating about, and it required much
watchful care to avoid them. But the chief danger
evidently lay from the icebergs to the west; they,
too, it appeared, were slowly moving and slightly
changing their relative positions. The most northern
of a line of bergs was much the largest, its summit

towering far above the ship's masts. The anxious
glances which the commander and i t.-!-i.I-1'r 11 1t,
occasionally cast towards it showed that they wished
they were farther off. Still, as Willy looked over
the side, and saw the calm waters and the clear
space ahead, he could not fancy but that the ship
would soon be out in the open sea. "I shall be
quite sorry to lose sight of these beautiful icebergs,"
he observed to Shafto; "it may be a long time be-
fore we again shall see anything like them."
"And I shall be very thankful to bid farewell to
them for ever," answered Harry. Just fancy what
it would be to have the ship driven in under one
of them. Should there be any sea at the time she
would speedily be ground to pieces, or, as sometimes
happens, the whole mass might come tumbling over
and crush her, without a prospect of a human being
on board escaping."
"Very dreadful !" said Willy; "and I am thankful
there is no chance of that. In another ten minutes
we shall be well clear of them."
"I hope so," said Harry; but still he looked grave.
They had just then reached the forecastle, where
the master was standing.
Though the ship was moving on parallel to the
side of the berg, the in-draught was evidently carry-
ing her nearer and nearer it. The master had gone
on to the end of the bowsprit, where he stood hold-
ing on by the stay, and looking anxiously ahead;
still it seemed as if no danger need be apprehended.
"What can the master be looking out for ?" asked

Peter Patch, who had just then come up to Willy;
"we are all right enough at last."
The words were scarcely out of the young mid-
shipman's mouth when a loud crash was heard.
The ship trembled from stem to stern, and it
appeared as if the masts were going by the board.
Orders were instantly given to brace round the
yards, so as to box the ship off. In so doing she
made a stern-board, and drove rapidly in towards
the berg. The sound of the first shock had brought
all hands on deck. For a moment discipline was
well-nigh lost: the soldiers, women, and children
came rushing up from below, the poor women franti-
cally shrieking and clinging to their husbands; even
some of the seamen, who understood the danger,
evidently thought that all hope was gone. The
passengers, too, came hurrying up out of their
cabins, with dismay on their countenances. Their
alarm was still further increased when, in another
instant, the stern of the ship struck with tremendous
force against the mass of ice concealed below the
surface; it seemed indeed as if the stern was com-
pletely stove in. At this juncture the voice of
Colonel Morley was heard ordering the soldiers
below. "Take your wives with you, and remain
till you receive fresh orders; they will be safer
there than on deck," he exclaimed.
"To your stations, men," shouted Commander
Newcombe. "We are not going to lose the ship
The officers hurrying among the men soon brought

them back to a sense of their duty. It was found,
however, that the damage the ship had received was
very severe. The rudder had been torn from its
position ; the starboard tiller rope had been carried
away, and the neck of the rudder was wrenched off so
as to render it unserviceable. Relieving tackles were
at once applied to the tiller, in hopes that the rudder
might be made to work; but after several attempts
it was found to be utterly useless. In vain were the
yards braced round. Without the use of the rudder
the ship could not be got sufficiently off to give her
head-way. Slowly she continued to drive towards
the monstrous berg, which threatened, should she
strike it, to overwhelm her in an instant.
"A slight shift of wind would take her off,"
observed the first-lieutenant to the commander.
"I pray that it may come, then," was the answer.
Again and again the ship struck, evidently on
each occasion receiving fearful damage. The soldiers
who had been stationed at the pumps had knocked
off, forgetting their duty in their alarm, when the
ship first struck. The officers now went among
them, and urged them to return; Colonel Morley
had himself, however, to go before his orders were
obeyed. The carpenter, who had been sent to sound
the well, reported two feet in the hold. "We may
keep that under," observed the commander, "if the
men do their duty."
Mrs. Rumbelow was not idle all this time. She
had been from the first tending to the other women;
but when she found that the men were inclined not

to obey orders, she was in their midst in an instant.
" What, my lads !" she exclaimed; "is this like you,
to let the ship sink with your wives and children,
and the good colonel, and his lady and daughters,
and not do your best to keep her afloat ? Shame on
you 1 I would not have believed it if it had been
told me!" In another moment the pumps were
heard clanking away, and sending out the water as
rapidly as before.
The ship was moving at a fearfully rapid rate
towards the side of the vast iceberg. The crew,
after the first alarm had subsided, exerted themselves
manfully, and arrangements were being made for
the dreaded encounter. Spars were got out and
secured to the sides and quarters, but still some
hope remained that the wind might catch her head
sails, and pay her off in time to avoid it. Every
instant, however, that hope lessened, and on she
drove, stern foremost, till the summit of the berg
appeared almost overhead. Close at hand was seen,
between two bluffs, a vast cavern, into which it
seemed more than probable that the ship would
drive, and if so, her escape would be impossible.
Such moments try the stoutest hearts. Many
countenances became pale, ancf some eyes were
turned away from the danger; but the commander
and officers faced it boldly, while the crew remained
steadily at their stations. Willy Dicey fully under-
stood the terrific danger in which they were placed.
He looked at the blue sky, at the sun shining
brightly, at the waters dancing gaily, and he thought

of the loved ones at home, and of the little prospect
which existed of their ever hearing of him again.
But, boy though he was, even his young heart did
not quail; he was at the post of duty, he knew
that; and he knew that there was One all-powerful
watching over him, who would carry him safely
through the danger, if He thought fit.
Nearer and nearer the Ranger" drew to the
iceberg-the bravest held their breath as they saw
that she must inevitably strike. Then came a fear-
ful crash. So perpendicular was the side of the
berg that the stern davits drove right against it.
The stern boat was crushed in, a portion of the
taffrail and the upper part of the spar-deck bul-
warks wrenched off. It seemed as if the whole stern
of the ship was about to be carried away. Her lar-
board quarter next came in contact with the ice, but
the severity of the shock saved her; for after the
damage which has been described was received, she
again bounded off with a cant to starboard. The
jib was instantly run up, and it and the other head
sails catching the wind, away she glided from the
berg. Those who had their eyes turned aft, how-
ever, could not refrain from uttering a cry of horror,
for at that instant the berg, shaken by the concus-
sion, threatened to fall over and crush them. From
its summit down came rushing an avalanche of ice
and snow, a portion of the mass even striking the
poop. Still the ship glided on; the after-sails were
trimmed, and again she was clear of another
threatened danger. Yet, with the rudder gone,

her stern crushed in, with numberless rents in her
side, and two of her masts carried away, the
"Ranger was indeed in a perilous condition.
The first thing to be done was to get the rudder
repaired. The breeze had increased, and rendered
the operation difficult. The weather, too, had far
from a satisfactory appearance. Whatever Com-
mander- Newcombe thought of the prospect of
tiith 't:1yl saving the ship, he was not the man to
relax in his efforts till the last. It was no easy mat-
ter to steer the ship while the rudder was being re-
paired; the only means of doing so was by keeping
the yards swinging to and fro, in order to direct the
ship's head towards the opening between the bergs.
Mrs. Rumbelow insisted on lending a hand in
pulling and hauling. "Why, boys," she exclaimed,
"I can do it as well as any of you, and I don't
see why a woman should be idle because she is a
woman." She well knew that by acting thus she
should assist in keeping up the men's spirits.
At length the rudder was shipped, but even
then it could be only worked by relieving tackles,
which required a number of hands for the purpose.
The carpenter had been so busy with the rudder
that he had not for some time sounded the well.
He now did so.
"Are we keeping the leaks under, Mr. Chisel ? "
asked the commander, when he came to make his
"No, sir, I am sorry to say we are not," he
answered. "There are three feet of water in the

hold, and I fear, from the damages the ship has
received, that no power can keep her afloat much
longer. If we cannot repair them, you know, sir,
that it won't be for want of our doing our best."
I am very sure of that, Mr. Chisel, and hope
that we may still overcome the leaks, if the sea
continues tolerably smooth," observed the com-
mander. But we must not let the pumps be idle."
He said this in a cheerful tone, that those who
overheard the carpenter's report might not lose
The ship was now standing out clear of the ice,
and being thus more exposed than before to the sea,
which rolled in from the northward, began to labour
heavily. In a short time the carpenter again
reported that the water had gained another foot
on the pumps in spite of the incessant way they had
been kept going. The commander now summoned
the superior officers round him, though what was
said was not generally known. The first-lieutenant
instantly collecting a party of men, led them between-
decks, where, aided by some of the soldiers, they at
once set to work to heave overboard such heavy
stores and provisions as could be got at. Every-
thing that had been received at the Cape was thrown
overboard. The purser was in despair. Remem-
ber, Tobin," he observed, "we have got al] these
mouths to feed. We may as well drown at first as
"You are right, purser," answered the first-
lieutenant. "We will get up what provisions we

can, and place them on the upper deck. They will
soon be destroyed if they remain where they
At length the ship got clear of the ice, and now
the crew were piped below to snatch a hasty meal,
those only required to work the rudder and the
pump gangs remaining on duty. Matters did not
change much till the sun went down in a bank of
dark clouds, its rays casting a ruddy glow across the
western sky. As darkness came on, the wind in-
creased, the waters becoming covered with crests of
foam, which danced and hissed around the ship.
No one could be ignorant of their dangerous posi-
tion; but in spite of it, most of the weary seamen
and soldiers not actually on duty turned into their
berths to sleep. The officers did so likewise, though
they were aware that it might perhaps be the last
sleep they should ever enjoy. Two persons, how-
ever, did not for a moment retire to their berths,
the commander of the ship and the colonel of the
regiment. Both felt that the lives of the people
under them had been committed to their charge.
The commander remained on deck to take advantage
of any change for the better which might occur, or
to guard against any fresh accident; and the colonel,
that he might go among his men labouring at the
pumps, and encourage them to persevere in their
duty. The hammocks had been piped down as
usual, and most of the men turned into them all
standing. Willy Dicey had done the same, though,
weary as he was, he could not for some time go to

sleep-an unusual event in a midshipman's career.
He was thinking of home and the loved ones there,
and those voyaging like himself; and when he did
sleep, he continued dreaming of that same home,
and of his brother and sisters, now probably far
distant from it. -He fancied in his troubled dreams
that he saw their ship tempest-tossed. Now her
masts and yards were shattered. Onward she drove
towards a rocky shore. He was there himself; he
stretched out his arms, imploring them to keep at a
distance. Still on came the ship; her destruction
seemed inevitable. Wildly he waved his arms-he
shrieked loudly. A dreadful crash was heard-the
ship was split into a thousand fragments. He
awoke. That loud crash rang in his ears; he sprang
from his hammock, and rushed on deck. One of the
jury-masts had gone.
Morning was breaking, the faint grey light exhi-
biting the destruction which had taken place, and
the wild leaden-coloured sea, which rose in foaming
billows around, now leaping here, now there,
threatening destruction to the ship. At the same
moment the boatswain's whistle sounded shrilly,
calling all hands on deck. While one party was en-
deavouring to secure the jury-mast which had been
carried away, another was employed in bothering
a sail: this, filled with oakum, was lowered over the
bows and drawn under the keel, where it was hoped
the water rushing in would suck it into the leaks,
and thus contribute to stop them, It seemed, how-
ever, to have but little effect.

"We must try another sail," said the commander.
The sail was prepared, and, like the first, with great
difficulty dragged under the ship's bottom. The
seamen employed in the work were drenched to the
skin by the heavy seas which frequently broke
over the hapless ship; still they persevered, no one
flinching from the work. Harry Shafto attracted
the notice of the commander by his activity. Willy
Dicey imitated him to the best of his power.
Although not so strong as a man, by his intel-
ligence and comprehension of what was to be done
he was able to direct others, and thus rendered
good service.
"I say, Dicey," exclaimed Peter Patch, who was
standing near him, do you think really the ship
will go down ? I feel awfully queer. I wish that
I'd followed your advice about some things long
ago. I should like to say my prayers, but I don't
know how to begin, and there isn't time for it now."
"That's it," answered Willy. "Had you said
them morning and night, and not have been afraid
of our messmates laughing at you, you would have
known how to say them even while you are hard at
work. I don't think God would be well pleased if
we all were to knock off, and go down on our knees
to pray and ask Him for help while we were neglect-
ing to help ourselves."
"I must work now, at all events," said Peter.
"Of course you must," answered Willy, "or pray-
ing would be mockery; but you can pray out
of your heart while you are pulling and haul-

ing, or while you are running along the deck with a
"I daresay you are right, Dicey," sighed Peter;
"but it's very terrible. I had no thought, when we
left England, that we should get into such a scrape
as this. For what I see, we may all be drowned, or
be driven on those fearful icebergs, and be frozen to
death before many days are over."
"Very true, Peter. I have been thinking the same;
but it is our duty to struggle to the end-first to try
and save the ship, and then our own lives."
Matters did not mend as the day advanced.
Again and again the carpenter sounded the well,
and reported that the water had rather increased
than diminished. The after part of the deck was
now scuttled, so that more provisions and stores
could be got up and hove overboard. The pumps
continued to be worked as energetically as at first,
but still the water gained on them, till it reached
the orlop-deck.
The fearful condition of the ship could no longer be
concealed from the people. Even the most sanguine
began to lose heart. Many cast wistful glances at
the boats. Notwithstanding this, the commander
kept them labouring at the pumps, still hoping
against hope that the wind and sea might go down,
and that the ship might be kept afloat. At length,
however, some of the crew showed signs of giving
in. Willy saw several of them steal off to hide
themselves away, but be instantly followed and
drove them up again; they grumbled, but obeyed.

"What's the use of working when we shall have
to go to the bottom in a few hours?" exclaimed
"I only wish we had a chance of getting to the
spirit room," cried another. "A short life and a
merry one for me."
"You should be ashamed of yourselves," cried
the young midshipman. "Are you men with souls,
and do you wish to die like dogs?" The seamen,
astonished at a mere boy thus addressing them, felt
ashamed, and returned to their duty. Others, how-
ever, soon afterwards were seen behaving in the
same manner. Willy, falling in with Mr. Bolland,
reported what he had observed.
We will soon put a stop to that," observed the
boatswain, seizing a rope's end. He was not long
in hunting out the fellows.
The water continuing to rise, the poor women and
children were now collected on the poop cabins.
There they sat, crouching down on the deck,
holding their children in their arms, and hiding
their pallid faces. Mrs. Rumbelow was the only
one who remained calm. She might have been a
little more excited than usual, as she went among
them, trying to cheer them up. Do not be down-
hearted, my dear women," she exclaimed. "There
is a God in heaven, remember, who takes care of us.
He may make the storm to cease, and keep the old
ship afloat notwithstanding all the leaks she has got
in her bottom. Do you think the men of our
regiment are not going to do their duty, and work

away at the pumps as long as the pumps will work?
If they do not, we will go and handle them ourselves,
and put them to shame. Hurrah, lasses! you think
better of your young husbands than to suppose that,
and we old ones have tried ours, and know that they
will not shirk their duty." Still, though Mrs. Rum-
below spoke thus cheerfully, she had a heavy weight
at her heart. She had been too often at sea not to
know the danger the ship was in, and she observed
no signs of the weather improving.
The night was again drawing on; Commander
Newcombe had done his utmost. The ship was kept
under easy sail, to relieve her as much as possible.
He would get another sail fothered, which might
help to keep out the water a few hours longer.
"Should that fail," he observed to Mr. Tobin, "we
must get the boats ready, and endeavour to save the
lives of as many as they can hold."
"Too true, sir," was the answer. "I see no other
prospect for us."
"We must trust in God, Mr. Tobin; He is
our only hope," observed the commander with
a sigh.
Darkness came down once more upon the hapless
ship as she lay rolling and pitching heavily in that
cold antarctic sea. The pumps kept clanking away
the whole night; the gush of water was heard even
amid the roar of the waves, as it rushed from her
sides. The men crouched down in groups at their
stations in different parts of the ship, many a stout
heart knowing full well that at any moment the

fearful cry might be heard, "She is sinking! she is
sinking "
The colonel was in his cabin with his wife and
daughters. Captain Power sat at the table reading,
or endeavouring to read, and every now and then
addressing a few remarks to the officers around him.
They were mostly behaving as English gentlemen
generally do behave under such circumstances, with
calm courage, ready to perform any duty which
might be required of them. The only person who
did not show his face was the unhappy Ensign Holt,
who kept himself shut up in his cabin for most of
the time. Now and then he appeared, with a pale
face, to inquire whether the leaks were being got
under; and on being told that they were still gain-
ing on the pumps, he rushed back again, with a
look of dismay on his countenance.


.i lo!lr aie[y 'I'I'tbiT" rontinuI('ib.

Fine weather-Lights on the ocean-Flying-fish come on board-
Tropic birds-A shark caught-Southern constellations-A
calm-Fever breaks out-Deaths among the emigrants-Mr.
Paget's activity-The Diceys assist the sick-Signs of a coming
breeze-A gale comes on-Jack-o'-lantern-Job Mawson's
alarm-Reefs shaken out-A man overboard--Charles and
Windy go off in boat-Boat lost sight of-Search in vain for
the boat-Emily and May's grief.

ITTLE did Charles Dicey and his sisters
think of the fearful dangers to which
their brother Willy was exposed. The
"Crusader" sailed on over the smooth sea, with her
white canvas spread out, towering to the sky,
studding-sails on either side reaching to the very
surface of the water.
An awning had been spread over the after-part of
the ship, and beneath it the cabin passengers as-
sembled, sheltered from the hot rays of the sun.
Neither Charles nor Mr. Paget were ever idle, and
their example generally induced many of their com-


panions to work also. Mrs. Clagget, if she did
nothing else, always contrived to keep her tongue
going. Emily and May were usually well employed.
Their attention, however, was frequently called to
the various objects which appeared around them.
They enjoyed watching the flights of flying-fish
which darted with the speed of arrows out of the
water, hovered like birds in the air for a few seconds,
scarcely touching the foam-crested seas, and then
sunk quickly again beneath the surface. "How
beautiful and blue are the reflections on their glit-
tering wings, how transparent their tiny bodies, how
light their movements!" observed Emily; "they look
like ocean elves, as they float through the air. What
a happy life they must lead-now in the pure ocean,
now getting an uninterrupted sight of the glorious
sun and the clear sky above them."
"They would have a very different tale to tell,
Miss Dicey, if they could speak to you," observed
Mr. Paget. Could your eyes pierce through the
surface, you would see some savage bonitos or
dolphins pursuing the hapless fish who visit the air,
not for amusement, but in the hopes of escaping
from their persecutors."
Just then a large covey was seen to rise abeam
close to the ship. They flew high into the air, and in
an instant the deck was covered with their flounder-
ing bodies; their wings, dried by the heat of the sun,
no longer spread out, they looked like ordinary fish.
"Catch them, catch them," cried Mrs., ('!l.i.-t.;
they will make a delightful dish for dinner."

"Poor creatures-how unromantic you are," said
"I am practical, my dear. I pride myself on
being practical," answered Mrs. Clagget. "I prefer
eating them myself to allowing the dolphins to have
them for their supper." Jumbo, the cook's mate,
seemed to be of Mrs. C .--_ .'-K opinion, for in an
instant he was among the poor fish, tumbling them
into his bucket as fast as he could pick them up.
"That's a wise lad," observed the loquacious lady.
"If any of you happened to be in a boat far away
from land without provisions, you would be very
glad to have a dish of those fish fly on board."
"But we happen to have plenty of provisions, and
are not in want of the poor fish," said Charles.
" However, if they were thrown overboard again, I
suspect that they would have very little reason to
thank us, as the bonitos would speedily swallow
them up."
"Get them while you can, Mr. Charles," said Mrs.
Clagget, nodding her head. Some day, perhaps,
you would be very thankful if you could only catch
a single one, and be ready to eat it raw." Mrs.
Clagget's tongue was apt to run on so fast that she
now and then said things, among the many she
uttered, which came true, in which instances she
never failed to boast of her prophetic powers.
Shortly afterwards, a number of those beautiful in-
habitants of tropical seas, the little Portuguese men-
of-war, were seen floating round the ship on the
crest of the waves, their out-spread fans sparkling


and glistening with the transparent brightness of
crystal; as the wind blew them gently through the
sea, their wings reflected all the colours of the rain-
bow. As Emily and May were admiring them, they
saw the terrible dismay the ship created among
them, as she passed through their midst. As the
ship sailed on, the sea-gulls of the northern ocean
were succeeded by the high towering tropic-birds,
several of which were seen; appearing at first like
mere specks in the blue sky, where, with the won-
derful balloon apparatus with which they are fur-
nished, they floated calmly at their ease, then sud-
denly descending like bolts from the skies, they
pounced down upon the nether world, to seize some
hapless fish swimming unconscious of danger near
the surface of the ocean. Beautiful creatures they
appeared, with two long streamer-like feathers float-
ing behind their wide-spreading wings. Now and
then a sword-fish of a bright hue shot with gold
darted by, and huge sharks might be seen turning
up their evil eyes with longing glances toward the
ship. Bill Windy did not fail to point them out to
the boys who were sky-larking in the rigging, and
to bid them take care not to fall overboard to be-
come a prey of the monsters. One of the savage
creatures continued to follow the ship so pertina-
ciously that the mate vowed he would punish him
for his audacity.
"Either the brute will be catching some of us,
or we must catch him," he observed, as he prepared
a harpoon and line. Descending by the dolphin-

striker, he stood on the bob-stay, watching with
keen eye and lifted arm for the shark, which now
dropped astern, now swam lazily alongside. Bill
ordered one of the men to get out to the jib-boom
end with a piece of pork, and heave it as far ahead
as he could fling. No sooner did the creature see the
tempting bait than he darted forward, and turning
round to seize it exposed the white under side of his
body to a blow from Bill's harpoon, driven home
with right good will. The men on deck who held
the line hauled away on the slack, while others
stood by with bowlines in their hands ready to slip
them over the shark's head and tail.
"Haul away," cried the mate, who was on deck
in a moment; and the savage creature, in spite of
its convulsive struggles, was hoisted up, and lay a
helpless captive on the forecastle. Here it continued
to plunge and strike out with its tail, keeping the
seamen at a respectful distance. Now and then
one would rush in with a handspike and endeavour
to give it a blow, which might have settled it; but
so rapid were its movements that it was necessary
to be wary, as one stroke of that tail would have
been sufficient to break a man's leg. The shark
was at length killed and cut up. In spite of its
cannibal propensities, many of the emigrants gladly
accepted portions, and even the seamen did not
refuse to eat a slice of their hated foe.
While the day presented much to occupy the
attention, the night also afforded many objects of
interest. The constellations of the northern hemi-

sphere were now sinking one by one in the ocean;
the Great Bear disappeared, followed by the Polar
Star, and in their stead, towards the south, rose the
Southern Cross, each night appearing higher and
higher in the firmament. Charles and his sisters
gazed at the beautiful constellation with deep inter-
est. Beneath its glittering light they expected to
pass the greatest portion of their future life; and
it seemed to welcome them to the new world to
which they were bound. Charles confessed that,
interesting as it was, it scarcely equalled in beauty
several of the northern constellations on which he
had been accustomed to gaze. Now, too, the Ma-
gellanic clouds appeared in the heavens, composed
probably of countless millions of worlds, so far away
that the human mind can scarcely calculate their
distance from this tiny world of ours. At night,
also, Charles, with his sisters at his side, often
watched the track of the ship on the ocean, which
appeared like a broad road dotted with brilliant and
innumerable stars; while on either side the waves
were lighted up by thousands of electric sparks,
appearing here and there; now lost altogether, now
dispersed, as the waves rose and fell. Sometimes,
when the wind freshened, and a huge sea broke
against the bows with a tremendous crash, the spray
appeared all alight, rising in the air to fall on deck
like drops of fire.
"Who would not wish to come to sea to witness
such a spectacle as this ?" exclaimed Emily, with
enthusiasm, as the whole ocean appeared glowing

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