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"Cursed bad," observed one of the seamen, for the seamen had gathered near to Philip to hear what his advice might be. "If I had known that she was such an old, crazy beast, I never would have trusted myself on board. Mynheer Vanderdecken is right; we must back to Table Bay ere worse befall us. That s.h.i.+p to leeward has given us warning--she is not seen for nothing,--ask Mr Vanderdecken, captain; he knows that well, for he _is_ a sailor."
This appeal to Philip made him start; it was, however, made without any knowledge of Philip's interest in the Phantom s.h.i.+p.
"I must say," replied Philip, "that, whenever I have fallen in with that vessel, mischief has ever followed."
"Vessel! why, what was there in that vessel to frighten you? She carried too much sail, and she has gone down."
"She never goes down," replied one of the seamen.
"No! no!" exclaimed many voices; "but we shall, if we do not run back."
"Pooh! nonsense! Mynheer Vanderdecken, what say you?"
"I have already stated my opinion," replied Philip, who was anxious, if possible, to see the s.h.i.+p once more in port, "that the best thing we can do, is to bear up for Table Bay."
"And, captain," continued the old seaman who had just spoken, "we are all determined that it shall be so, whether you like it or not; so up with the helm, my hearty, and Mynheer Vanderdecken will trim the sails."
"Why! what is this?" cried Captain Barentz. "A mutiny on board of the Vrow Katerina? impossible! The Vrow Katerina! the best s.h.i.+p, the fastest in the whole fleet!"
"The dullest old rotten tub," cried one of the seamen.
"What!" cried the captain, "what do I hear? Mynheer Vanderdecken, confine that lying rascal for mutiny."
"Pooh! nonsense! he's mad," replied the old seaman. "Never mind him; come, Mynheer Vanderdecken, we will obey you; but the helm must be up immediately."
The captain stormed, but Philip, by acknowledging the superiority of his vessel, at the same time that he blamed the seamen for their panic, pointed out to him the necessity of compliance, and Mynheer Barentz at last consented. The helm was put up, the sails trimmed, and the Vrow Katerina rolled heavily before the gale. Towards the evening the weather moderated, and the sky cleared up; both sea and wind subsided fast; the leaking decreased, and Philip was in hopes that in a day or two they would arrive safely in the Bay.
As they steered their course, so did the wind gradually decrease, until at last it fell calm; nothing remained of the tempest but a long heavy swell which set to the westward, and before which the Vrow Katerina was gradually drifting. This was respite to the worn-out seamen, and also to the troops and pa.s.sengers, who had been cooped below or drenched on the main-deck.
The upper deck was crowded; mothers basked in the warm sun with their children in their arms; the rigging was filled with the wet clothes, which were hung up to dry on every part of the shrouds; and the seamen were busily employed in repairing the injuries of the gale. By their reckoning, they were not more than fifty miles from Table Bay, and each moment they expected to see the land to the southward of it. All was again mirth, and every one on board, except Philip, considered that danger was no more to be apprehended.
The second mate, whose name was Krantz, was an active, good seaman, and a great favourite with Philip, who knew that he could trust to him, and it was on the afternoon of this day that he and Philip were walking together on the deck.
"What think you, Vanderdecken, of that strange vessel we saw?"
"I have seen her before, Krantz; and--"
"And what?"
"Whatever vessel I have been in when I have seen her, that vessel has never returned into port--others tell the same tale."
"Is she, then, the ghost of a vessel?"
"I am told so; and there are various stories afloat concerning her: but of this, I a.s.sure you--that I am fully persuaded that some accident will happen before we reach port, although everything at this moment appears so calm, and our port is so near at hand."
"You are superst.i.tious," replied Krantz; "and yet, I must say, that, to me, the appearance was not like a reality. No vessel could carry such sail in the gale; but yet, there are madmen afloat who will sometimes attempt the most absurd things. If it was a vessel, she must have gone down, for when it cleared up she was not to be seen. I am not very credulous, and nothing but the occurrence of the consequences which you antic.i.p.ate will make me believe that there was anything supernatural in the affair."
"Well! I shall not be sorry if the event proves me wrong," replied Philip; "but I have my forebodings--we are not in port yet."
"No! but we are but a trifling distance from it, and there is every prospect of a continuance of fine weather."
"There is no saying from what quarter the danger may come," replied Philip; "we have other things to fear than the violence of the gale."
"True," replied Krantz; "but, nevertheless, don't let us croak.
Notwithstanding all you say, I prophesy that in two days, at the farthest, we are safely anch.o.r.ed in Table Bay."
The conversation here dropped, and Philip was glad to be left alone. A melancholy had seized him--a depression of spirits, even greater than he had ever felt before. He leant over the gangway and watched the heaving of the sea.
"Merciful Heaven!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed he, "be pleased to spare this vessel; let not the wail of women, the shrieks of the poor children, now embarked, be heard; the numerous body of men, trusting to her planks,--let not them be sacrificed for my father's crimes." And Philip mused. "The ways of Heaven are indeed mysterious," thought he. "Why should others suffer because my father has sinned? And yet, is it not so everywhere?
How many thousands fall on the field of battle in a war occasioned by the ambition of a king, or the influence of a woman! How many millions have been destroyed for holding a different creed of faith! _He_ works in his own way, leaving us to wonder and to doubt!"
The sun had set before Philip had quitted the gangway and gone down below. Commending himself, and those embarked with him, to the care of Providence, he at last fell asleep; but, before the bell was struck eight times, to announce midnight, he was awakened by a rude shove of the shoulder, and perceived Krantz, who had the first watch, standing by him.
"By the Heaven above us! Vanderdecken, you have prophesied right. Up-- quick! _The s.h.i.+p's on fire_!"
"On fire!" exclaimed Vanderdecken, jumping out of his berth--"where?"
"The main-hold."
"I will up immediately, Krantz. In the mean time, keep the hatches on and rig the pumps."
In less than a minute Philip was on deck, where he found Captain Barentz, who had also been informed of the case by the second mate. In a few words all was explained by Krantz: there was a strong smell of fire proceeding from the main-hold; and, on removing one of the hatches, which he had done without calling for any a.s.sistance, from a knowledge of the panic it would create, he found that the hold was full of smoke; he had put it on again immediately, and had only made it known to Philip and the captain.
"Thanks for your presence of mind," replied Philip; "we have now time to reflect quietly on what is to be done. If the troops and the poor women and children knew their danger, their alarm would have much impeded us: but how could she have taken fire in the main-hold?"
"I never heard of the Vrow Katerina talking fire before," observed the captain; "I think it is impossible. It must be some mistake--she is--"
"I now recollect that we have in our cargo several cases of vitriol in bottles," interrupted Philip. "In the gale, they must have been disturbed and broken. I kept them above all, in case of accident: this rolling, gunwale under, for so long a time must have occasioned one of them to fetch way."
"That's it, depend upon it," observed Krantz.
"I did object to receive them, stating that they ought to go out in some vessel which was not so enc.u.mbered with troops, so that they might remain on the main-deck; but they replied, that the invoices were made out and could not be altered. But now to act. My idea is, to keep the hatches on, so as to smother it if possible."
"Yes," replied Krantz; "and, at the same time, cut a hole in the deck just large enough to admit the hose, and pump as much water as we can down into the hold."
"You are right, Krantz; send for the carpenter, and set him to work. I will turn the hands up, and speak to the men. I smell the fire now very strong; there is no time to lose. If we can only keep the troops and the women quiet we may do something."
The hands were turned up, and soon made their appearance on deck, wondering why they were summoned. The men had not perceived the state of the vessel, for, the hatches having been kept on, the little smoke that issued ascended the hatchway, and did not fill the lower deck.
"My lads," said Philip, "I am sorry to say that we have reason to suspect that there is some danger of fire in the main-hold."
"I smell it!" cried one of the seamen.
"So do I," cried several others, with every show of alarm, and moving away as if to go below.
"Silence, and remain where you are, my men. Listen to what I say: if you frighten the troops and pa.s.sengers we shall do nothing; we must trust to ourselves; there is no time to be lost. Mr Krantz and the carpenter are doing all that can be done at present; and now, my men, do me the favour to sit down on the deck, every one of you, while I tell you what we must do."
This order of Philip's was obeyed, and the effect was excellent: it gave the men time to compose themselves after the first shock; for, perhaps, of all shocks to the human frame, there is none which creates a greater panic than the first intimation of fire on board of a vessel--a situation, indeed, pitiable, when it is considered that you have to choose between the two elements seeking your destruction. Philip did not speak for a minute or two. He then pointed out to the men the danger of their situation, what were the measures which he and Krantz had decided upon taking; and how necessary it was that all should be cool and collected. He also reminded them that they had but little powder in the magazine, which was far from the site of the fire, and could easily be removed and thrown overboard; and that, if the fire could not be extinguished, they had a quant.i.ty of spars on deck to form a raft, which, with the boats, would receive all on board, and that they were but a short distance from land.