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Updated: June 11, 2025
"About the same; I am about used up for this world," replied Captain Pecklar, continuing his painful walk towards the tree indicated. "Is that the captain of the Leopard?" asked Christy. "Yes, poor fellow! He came down here two years ago from somewhere North, almost gone in consumption.
He had directed the new pilot to head her directly for the Bellevite, only taking care to give the long-boat a sufficiently wide berth to prevent the soldiers from boarding her, and with steam it would be an easy thing to keep out of its way. Christy went below to the engine-room to ascertain the condition of Captain Pecklar.
All the soldiers in the boat with your brother have their muskets; and he would not have taken the lieutenant and six men with him if he were simply going for the doctor for Captain Pecklar, as he told me he was." "I believe Lindley is a fool to think of such a thing as capturing the Bellevite with eight men," added Percy.
"Take my glass, and you can see it," added the captain, more faintly than before. "I don't think I can stand it any longer, Major Pierson." "But we can't get along without you, Pecklar. We haven't another hand that knows how to steer," replied the major, as he hastened up to the pilot-house, followed by Christy. Captain Pecklar had fainted and fallen from the wheel.
I have not looked astern for some time," replied Christy, rather startled by the information. "The Bellevite is not sailing as fast as she has some of the time, and both the Belle and the Dauphine are nearer to us than she is," added Captain Pecklar. "I have been trying to get up more steam." "If my father only knew that I was on board this tug, I should feel more hope," said Christy.
They are making bad weather of it, for they don't know how to handle the boat in a sea," replied Christy. "They have gone!" exclaimed Captain Pecklar, getting out of his bunk. "Then I need not stay in my berth any longer."
The major's brother is in the pilot-house, and he has learned something about handling the wheel. I am going to start the boat now; and if I can do nothing more, I can show myself to my father on board of the Bellevite." "I am glad to hear it. I intended to do something, though I hardly knew what, as soon as I was sure that the major and his men had gone," added Captain Pecklar.
"Did Spikeley agree to run the engine?" "No, he did not; he is locked up in the forecastle. Captain Pecklar is at the engine; but he is all ready to take the wheel when I say the word." "I can keep the wheel, for I think I understand it very well now." "I did not wish to take you away from the wheel, for I saw that you liked the work; and I said so to Captain Pecklar.
The gun on the forecastle of the Leopard was placed as far aft as possible, so that Christy could not see it without putting his head out at the front windows of the pilot-house, and for this reason he had not seen what Captain Pecklar was about. But the piece must have been loaded before, for he could not have charged it without being seen.
Christy went to the main deck forward, where he found Captain Pecklar getting the field-piece ready for use. The Belle was now quite near on the one hand, while the Dauphine was hardly farther off on the other hand. The Bellevite was coming down from the north-east, with the lead still going in her chains. The immediate danger was to come from the Belle.
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