Afloat and Ashore by James Fenimore Cooper--Delphi Classics (Illustrated) by James Fenimore Cooper

Author:James Fenimore Cooper [COOPER, JAMES FENIMORE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Parts Edition 23 of 46 by Delphi Classics
Publisher: Delphi Classics (Parts Edition)
Published: 2017-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XVII.

“I better brook the loss of brittle life,

Than those proud titles thou hast won of me;

They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword my flesh.”

SHAKESPEARE

Half-way between this inlet and the ship-yard, I found Marble, standing with his arms folded, gazing after the receding ship. His countenance was no longer saddened; but it was fierce. He shook his hand menacingly at the French ensign, which was flying at our old gaff, and said —

“Ay, d —— n you, flutter away; you quiver and shake now like one of your coxcombs pigeon-winging; but where will you be this day two months? Miles, no man but a bloody Frenchman would cast away a ship, there where this Mister Count has left the bones of his vessel; though here, where we came so nigh going, it’s a miracle any man could escape. Hadn’t we brought the Crisis through that opening first, he never would have dared to go out by it.”

I confess I saw little about Monsieur Le Compte’s management but skill and good seamanship; but nothing is more painful to most men than to admit the merit of those who have obtained an advantage over them. Marble could not forget his own defeat; and the recollection jaundiced his eyes, and biassed his judgment.

“I see our people are busy, already, sir,” I remarked, by way of drawing the captain’s attention to some other subject. “They have hauled the schooner up to the yard, and seem to be getting along spars for shores.”

“Ay, ay — Talcott has his orders; and I expect you will bestir yourself. I shall step the masts myself, and you will get all the rigging ready to be put into its place, the moment it is possible. That Frenchman calculated, he told me to my face, that we might get to sea in a fortnight; I will let him see that a set of Yankees can rig and stow his bloody schooner, in three days, and then leave themselves time to play.”

Marble was not a man of idle vaunts. He soon had everybody at work, with a system, order, silence, and activity, that proved he was master of his profession. Nor was the language which might sound so boastful to foreign ears, altogether without its justification. Forty Americans were a formidable force; and, well directed, I make no doubt they would accomplish far more than the ordinary run of French seamen, as they were governed and managed in the year 1800, and, counting them man for man, would have accomplished in double the time. Our crew had now long acted together, and frequently under the most trying circumstances; and they showed their training, if men ever did, on the present occasion. Everybody was busy; and we had the shears up, and both masts stepped, in the course of a few hours. By the time the main-mast was in, I had the fore-mast rigged, the jib-boom in its place, the sprit-sail yard crossed — everything carried a spar under its bowsprit then — and the lower yard up.

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