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โIs the poor fellow actually expended?โ said the Englishman, in something like the tones of regret; โwell, he had a soldier's mettle in him, and was nearly as great a fool as myself!โ
The marines had, luckily for the soldiers and their captain, by this time discovered the signs of life in their own commander, who had been only slightly stunned by the bullet, which had grazed his crown, and who, being assisted on his feet, stood a minute or two rubbing his head, as if awaking from a dream. As Manual came gradually to his senses, he recollected the business in which he had just been engaged, and, in his turn, inquired after the fate of his antagonist.
โI am here, my worthy incognito,โ cried the other, with the voice of perfect good nature; โlying in the lap of mother earth, and all the better for opening a vein or two in my right leg;โthough I do think that the same effect might have been produced without treating the bone so roughly!โBut I opine that I saw you also reclining on the bosom of our common ancestor.โ
โI was down for a few minutes, I do believe,โ returned Manual; โthere is the path of a bullet across my scalp.โ
โHumph! on the head!โ said Borroughcliffe, dryly; โthe hurt is not likely to be mortal, I see.โWell, I shall offer to raffle with the first poor devil I can find that has but one good leg, for who shall have both; and that will just set up a beggar and a gentleman!โManual, give me your hand; we have drunk together, and we have fought; surely there is nothing now to prevent our being sworn friends.โ
โWhy,โ returned Manual, continuing to rub his head, โI see no irremovable objectionsโbut you will want a surgeon? Can I order anything to be done? There go the signals again to embarkโmarch the fellows down at quick time, sergeant; my own man may remain with me, or, I can do altogether without assistance.โ
โAh! you are what I call a well-made man, my dear friend!โ exclaimed Borroughcliffe; โno weak points about your fortress! Such a man is worthy to be the head of a whole corps, instead of a solitary company.โGently, Drill, gently; handle me as if I were made of potter's clay.โI will not detain you longer, my friend Manual, for I hear signal after signal; they must be in want of some of your astonishing reasoning faculties to set them afloat.โ
Manual might have been offended at the palpable allusions that his new friend made to the firmness of his occiput, had not his perception of things been a little confused by a humming sound that seemed to abide near the region of thought. As it was, he reciprocated the good wishes of the other, whom he shook most cordially by the hand, and once more renewed his offers of service, after exchanging sundry friendly speeches.
โI thank you quite as much as if I were not at all indebted to you for letting blood, thereby saving me a fit of apoplexy; but Drill has already dispatched a messenger to Bโโ for a leech, and the lad may bring the whole depot down upon you.โAdieu, once more, and remember that if you ever visit England again as a friend, you are to let me see you.โ
โI shall do it without fail; and I shall keep you to your promise if you once more put foot in America.โ
โTrust me for that: I shall stand in need of your excellent head to guide me safely among those rude foresters. Adieu; cease not to bear me in your thoughts.โ
โI shall never cease to remember you, my good friend,โ returned Manual, again scratching the member which was snapping in a manner that caused him to fancy he heard it. Once more these worthies shook each other by the hand, and again they renewed their promises of future intercourse; after which they separated like two reluctant loversโparting in a manner that would have put to shame the friendship of Orestes and Pylades.
CHAPTER XXXII. โNay, answer me: stand and unfold yourself.โ Hamlet.
During the time occupied by the incidents that occurred after the Pilot had made his descent on the land, the Alacrity, now under the orders of Mr. Boltrope, the master of the frigate, lay off and on, in readiness to receive the successful mariners. The direction of the wind had been gradually changing from the northeast to the south, during the close of the day; and long before the middle watches of the night, the wary old seaman, who, it may be remembered, had expressed, in the council of war, such a determined reluctance to trust his person within the realm of Britain, ordered the man who steered the cutter to stand in boldly for the land. Whenever the lead told them that it was prudent to tack, the course of the vessel was changed: and in this manner the seamen continued to employ the hours in patient attendance on the adventurers. The sailing-master, who had spent the early years of his life as the commander of divers vessels employed in trading, was apt, like many men of his vocation and origin, to mistake the absence of refinement for the surest evidence of seamanship; and, consequently, he held the little courtesies and punctilios of a man-of-war in high disdain. His peculiar duties of superintending the expenditure of the ship's stores, in their several departments; of keeping the frigate's log-book; and of making his daily examinations into the state of her sails and riggingโbrought him so little in collision with the gay, laughing, reckless young lieutenants, who superintended the ordinary management of the vessel, that he might be said to have formed a distinct species of the animal, though certainly of the same genus with his more polished messmates. Whenever circumstances, however, required that he should depart from the dull routine of his duty, he made it a rule, as far as possible, to associate himself with such of the crew as possessed habits and opinions the least at variance with his own.
By a singular fatality, the chaplain of the frigate was, as respects associates, in a condition nearly assimilated to that of this veteran tar.
An earnest desire to ameliorate the situation of those who were doomed to meet death on the great deep had induced an experienced and simple-hearted divine to accept this station, in the fond hope that he might be made the favored instrument of salvation to many, who were then existing in a state of the most abandoned self-forgetfulness. Neither our limits, nor our present object, will permit the relation of the many causes that led, not only to an entire frustration of all his visionary expectations, but to an issue which rendered the struggle of the good divine with himself both arduous and ominous, in order to maintain his own claims to the merited distinctions of his sacred office. The consciousness of his backsliding had so far lessened the earthly, if not the spiritual, pride of the chaplain, as to induce him to relish the society of the rude master, whose years had brought him, at times, to take certain views of futurity that were singularly affected by the peculiar character of the individual. It might have been that both found themselves out of their placesโbut it was owing to some such secret sympathy, let its origin be what it would,
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