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"Over on the other side," replied Lawry. "What's the reason she didn't sink?" continued his mother. "The casks kept her up, of course. We want something for breakfast and for dinner, mother, for she is so far off we can't come home till we have pumped her out, and I won't leave her again till I am sure she's all right." "What shall I do about the ferry, mother?" asked Lawry.
"You must fix up a little before you go," replied the prudent mother. "They are very grand people up at Mr. Sherwood's, and you must look as well as you can." "I'll put on my best clothes," added Lawry. In half an hour he had changed his dress, and looked like another boy. Mrs.
Wilford knew that it was useless to talk to a person in his condition, and she left him to sleep off the effect of his cups if he could, after the evil deed he had done. Full of sympathy for Lawry, under his great affliction, she left the house, and hastened down to the landing, to learn, if possible, the condition of the Woodville.
"Well, Lawry, I don't see the steamer at the ferry-landing," said Ben Wilford. "You know, you promised to have her up here to-night; but I knew you wouldn't." "We thought we wouldn't bring her up to-night," replied Lawry coldly. "I knew you wouldn't, my boy. You didn't keep your promise." "And you didn't keep yours." "I didn't make any. If I'd promised to fetch that steamer up, she'd been here."
Early on the following morning the supplies for the Woodville were taken on board, and at eight o'clock everything was in readiness for the reception of Mr. Sherwood's party. The steam was merrily hissing from the escape-pipe; Ethan was busy, as he always was, in rubbing down the polished parts of the engine, and Lawry was walking up and down the forward deck.
If Ethan had smelled the savory viands in the course of preparation for him, he had made no sign; but he was probably too busy to heed anything but the darling engine he was so affectionately caressing with handfuls of packing and spurts of oil. "What's that bell for, Lawry?" shouted he. "Breakfast's ready," replied Lawry. "I wouldn't stop to eat now would you?"
"Why didn't you let go that throat-halyard?" said he, as he walked forward to where the young pilot stood. "I did," replied Lawry quietly. "You did! What was the use of lettin' it go after the squall had split the sail? Why didn't you do it sooner?" "I did it as soon as I saw the squall coming down on us." "Why didn't you see it before then?" growled Captain John.
The operation was then repeated on the other anchor. "Hurrah! hurrah!" shouted Lawry, as they began to turn the windlass. "She's coming up." "Hurrah!" repeated Ethan, and the faces of both boys glowed with excited joy, as the sunken vessel followed the anchor up to the surface of the water. It was necessary to move the raft, and the anchor was hauled out over the top of the bulwarks.
There was nothing to be said at such a time, and they sobbed in silence, until the sound of the ferry-horn roused Lawry from his lethargy of grief. Some one wished to cross the lake, and had given the usual signal with the tin horn, placed on a post for the purpose, at the side of the road. "There is no ferryman here now," said Mrs. Wilford gloomily. "I will go, mother," replied Lawry.
"We can easily pump her out ourselves," said Ethan. "You needn't say a word, Ethan," added Fanny Jane. "I suppose we shall have to submit," replied Lawry, laughing. "We can't oppose the ladies." "Just as you say, Lawry," said Ethan. "You shall have the men to-morrow, boys. Now you must go to bed, and not think of the steamer till morning," continued Mr. Sherwood.
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