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"Up with the helm square away the yards, Mr Saltwell," exclaimed Captain Fleetwood, as soon as he saw what she was about to do. "Ay, ay, sir. All hands make sail," cried Saltwell. "All hands make sail," was echoed along the decks. The men sprang on deck. The order to set the studden-sails was given.

If a midshipman doesn't answer every question put to him, he is turned back immediately." "At all events, go in and try, and take a testimonial from Captain Saltwell," said Mrs Crofton, who had heard something of the way examinations were conducted in those days.

And now try and get some rest it will do you more good than any thing I can say, or the doctor can give you." "I fear not, Saltwell, I fear not," said Linton. "But I won't keep you, for you'll be wanted on deck, as the boats will soon be coming back, and I trust to you to remember to fulfil my wishes."

Two of the seamen were hit, and just at the same moment their young commander was seen to fall. A midshipman and the purser, who were standing by his side, caught him in their arms. "Keep at it, my lads, until she strikes!" cried the young commander, as he fell. Captain Saltwell had meantime, seeing what would occur, ordered two guns to be run out at the after ports.

"The mistico draws very fast on the boat, and, by Jove, the villains are firing at her," exclaimed Saltwell, who had been again eagerly watching the chase through his glass. "Still she bravely holds her own. Oh, there's no doubt of her having our friends on board.

Mr Saltwell approved of Bill's proposal, and gave him leave to employ Jack as he suggested. Bill, going below, soon found out his messmate. Jack was well pleased at the confidence placed in him, and promised to keep his eyes and ears well open. There was no time for conversation just then, for every man in the ship was busy, and the boys were wanted to assist them.

Remembering the remark Mr Saltwell had made just before he had quitted the ship, Rayner again urged on his well-nigh exhausted crew to pull up and rescue their brave officers. The raft was crowded with men. The shout rose, "Shove off! shove off!" and with broken spars and pieces of board, those on it were endeavouring to make their way to a distance from the side of the ship.

In his heart of hearts he rather pitied, not to say despised, Saltwell, for his want of the polish he possessed and his indifference to the elegancies of life, though he was not unable to appreciate his messmate's frankness of manner and truthfulness of character. His foible was his admiration for the poets, and his belief that he could write poetry and was a first-rate critic.

"I suspect he'll soon find it leave him," replied Saltwell. "But I wish it would be quick about it, for otherwise it will be getting dark before we get alongside." "As long as we can make out the enemy, that will not much signify," replied Linton. "There will be less chance of our being hit." "Yes; but remember, in boarding in the dark, you are fighting on the enemy's ground," observed Saltwell.

"Rayner," said Mr Saltwell, "I want you to keep an eye on the prisoners, and report to the captain or me, should you see anything suspicious in their conduct if they are talking together, or look as if they were waiting for a signal. I know I can trust you, my boy." Bill touched his hat. "I will do my best, sir," he answered; and he slipped down to where the prisoners were congregated.

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