Jim, when he heard this, was too angry on my account to speak, but I lifted up my hands and implored the captain to have pity on my young sister, if not on me.
"Very fine, my lad," he answered, with a laugh; "but you are not quite of so much importance as you suppose. It might delay us not only for a few hours, but for days, perhaps, and, doctor, I cannot listen to you.
We"ve got a favourable breeze, and I intend to make the best use of it."
Once more I implored and entreated that the captain would not carry us away from home. All was of no use; he would not listen either to the doctor or the mate, or us. At length, growing angry, he said he would not hear another word on the subject, and Jim and I, by the doctor"s advice, went for"ard to be out of his way. There we stood, watching with straining eyes the sh.o.r.e, past which we were running, and at length the Land"s End came in sight.
"Cheer up, my lads," said our kind friend, who came for"ard to us. "The wind may change, and we may be driven back, or we may be able to put you on board some homeward-bound ship. Cheer up! Cheer up!"
The land, as I stood gazing at it, rapidly sank below the horizon. I strained my eyes--the last faint line had disappeared. I could have cried, but my grief was too bitter for tears. Not that I cared for being carried away on my own account, but I thought of the sorrow my kind relatives in Shetland would feel--Mr Trail and his daughter, and dear little Maggie, and more than all how Mary would feel as she waited day after day for the arrival of the brig which was never to appear, and then, when all hope was gone, how she would mourn for us, and Nancy also would, I knew, share her feelings.
If I could have sent but a line to my sister to tell her I was safe, though I might be long absent, it would not have so much mattered. Mr Gray would take very good care of her, and she would have written to Mr Troil to explain what had happened; but as it was I could scarcely bear it.
"The doctor told us to cheer up, and that"s what I say to you, Peter,"
cried Jim, trying to console me. "Maybe we shall fall in with a homeward-bound ship after all, though I don"t think there"s much chance of our seeing the sh.o.r.es of old England again for a long time to come if we don"t, as it looks as if the wind would hold in its present quarter till we are well out in the Atlantic."
Jim was right. With yards squared and every st.i.tch of canvas the ship could carry, we bowled along at a rate which soon left our native land far astern.
I had been too long at sea, and knew the duties of a sailor too well, to feel for myself so much as many fellows of my age under similar circ.u.mstances would have done. Jim also tried to rouse me up, so instead of moping I determined to exert myself. I still had the hope to support me that before long we might fall in with a homeward-bound ship, and I concluded that the captain would, without hesitation, put Jim and me on board her.
The day after we took our departure from the Land"s End he saw us both together on deck.
"What are those youngsters idling there for?" he exclaimed, turning to Mr Griffiths. "Put them in a watch at once, and let me see that they do their duty. If they don"t, let them look out for squalls!"
"Ay, ay, sir!" answered the mate, who, though of a very independent spirit, always spoke respectfully to the captain.
He considerately placed us both in the same watch, knowing that we should like it, as we should be able to talk at night when we were on deck and had no especial duty to perform.
We had no reason to complain of the way the men treated us, rough as some of them were. The doctor and Mr Griffiths always behaved kindly, but the captain took no further notice of us, except when he ordered Jim or me to do something. To my surprise, I found that the ship was the _Intrepid_--the very one my father and I had put Mr Griffiths and the doctor on board so many years before. She was then quite a new ship, and, being strongly-built, she was as sound as ever. I have spoken of her as a ship, but she was barque-rigged, as almost all whalers are, barques being more easily handled than ship-rigged craft. The _Intrepid_ was upwards of three hundred tons burden, with a crew of thirty hands all told, and stored, I found, for a cruise of two years or more. She carried six whale-boats, and materials for building others should any of them be lost. There were three mates, a carpenter and cooper and their mates; an armourer, a steward, and cook; four boat-steerers, four able seamen, six ordinary seamen, the doctor, two apprentices, Jim, and me.
I had never before been on board a whaler, and as I listened to the long yarns of the men describing their hairbreadth escapes and the exciting chases after the monsters of the deep, I felt, had I not had such cogent reasons for returning home, that I would very gladly have gone out to the South Seas to witness with my own eyes the scenes the men spoke of.
Still I longed as much as ever to get back to England.
Jim and I made it out pretty well with the two apprentices. Horner was inclined to look down upon Jim for his want of education. Esdale treated us both alike with gentleness and consideration, and offered to teach Jim to read and write if he wished to learn. It had never occurred to me to try and do so. Indeed, although we had been so much together, I had not had many opportunities.
The second night we were on board I was awakened by feeling some hairy creature nestling by my side. I sung out, not a little frightened.
"What"s up?" cried Horner, who had just come below to rouse Jim and me out to keep our watch.
"A great big brute of some sort has come into my bunk; I wonder it hasn"t bitten me," I answered.
"Why, I"ve got another here!" exclaimed Jim, who just then awoke. "What in the world is it?"
Horner laughed loudly.
"Why, they"re our ferrets," he answered. "Didn"t you see them before?"
"No, and I never wish to see them again," answered Jim, as he flung the creature down on the deck.
Horner then told us that the captain had taken a couple on board at Hull to kill the rats, and that although a hutch had been made for them the creatures always managed to get out at night for the sake of obtaining a warm berth, and that if we put them into their hutch they would be sure to find their way back again into his or Esdale"s bunks before they had been many minutes asleep.
The truth was the ferrets were more afraid of the rats than the rats were of them. We bore the annoyance for three nights more, and then, by the unanimous consent of our mess, we got Horner to carry them down into the hold, from which they never ascended, and we concluded that they either got drowned in the bilge water or were eaten up by the rats.
We had not been long at sea before a heavy gale sprang up, but as the wind was from the westward we were able to lay our course.
To Jim and me it mattered very little, although the waves were much higher than I had seen them in the North Sea, but poor Esdale suffered very much, and Horner"s conceit was taken down a good many pegs. Jim and I did our best to look after them, and to try to get them to eat something, but they could only swallow liquids.
"Oh, let me alone! Let me alone!" cried Horner.
The doctor came to see Esdale frequently, and advised that he should be taken to a spare berth in the cabin, but the captain would not allow it.
"All lads get sick when they first come to sea if there"s a gale of wind, and he"ll come round again by-and-by," he remarked in his usual off-hand way.
This was not told to Esdale, who said, indeed, that he preferred remaining where he was.
As the weather was tolerably warm, I believe that he was as well off on the half-deck as he would have been in the cabin.
At last the gale came to an end--or rather we ran out of it. Esdale got somewhat better again, but I observed that he had changed greatly in appearance since we came on board.
I had now to abandon all hopes of the ship putting back, but there was still a possibility of getting on board a homeward-bound vessel.
Two days after the gale had ceased, while I was below, I heard the cry of "Sail, ho!" from the man at the masthead.
I hurried on deck. We had the wind abeam, and so had she--a soldier"s wind as it is called. We should meet the approaching vessel before long and pa.s.s each other, with not a cable"s length between us.
I watched her eagerly. We drew closer and closer to each other. When we got nearly abreast I went up to the first mate and asked him what she was.
"She"s from the Brazils, bound for Liverpool," he answered.
Just then I saw the captain come on deck. Forgetting what he was I rushed up to him.
"Oh, Captain Hawkins, will you put Jim and me on board her?" I exclaimed. "You don"t know how much I want to get home; it won"t delay you ten minutes to put us on board."
"Ten minutes of this fine breeze lost for the sake of a boy like you,"
he answered, with a scornful laugh. "I expended more than ten in heaving to to pick you up, and that was as much as you are worth. Go forward, you young monkey, and give me no more of your impudence."
Undaunted by his heartless answer, I again and again implored that he would put me on board the Liverpool ship, but he stood looking contemptuously at me without uttering a word, till Jim, seeing that I was making no way, coming up, hat in hand, exclaimed--
"If you"ll put Peter here on board yonder ship, sir, that he may go home to his young sister and friends, I"ll stay here and work for you, and be your slave for as many years as you may want me. Do, sir--do let poor Peter go!"
"Off with you for"ard," thundered the captain, with a fierce oath. "How dare you speak to me? Away, both of you! Somebody has been putting you up to this, I know." And he glanced angrily at Dr c.o.c.kle and the mate.
"If you mean me, Captain Hawkins, I know that the lad has very good reasons for wishing to return home, but I did not advise him or Jim Pulley to speak to you. I certainly wish that you would put Peter Trawl on board that homeward-bound ship."
"You may wish what you like, but I am not going to allow what I choose to do to be found fault with by you or any other man on board this ship!" cried the captain, turning on his heel. "So look out for yourself," he added, glancing half over his shoulder.
The ordinary salutes were exchanged, and the two vessels stood on their course.
My heart felt as if it would burst with indignation and sorrow. Had the wind been light, I might, perhaps, have been able to put a letter on board, even although the captain would not have let me go.