The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

into his serat, and mnakin:K a signal with i his thand
his tietn again bent to their oatrs.'the liiht vessel shot awtay from her comptanion, and da shed1i inl
boldly to-wards the rocks; after skirting the shore
tfr sonie distauce in quest of a tavourable place,
she was suddenly turned, and(l dashing over the
blroken waves, was ruin iup on a spot where a tland.
inl could be effected in safety.
In th th mean time the bar4ge bfolowed these
movemet nts, at some distanMee, vwith a miore mea.
sured progress, and when the iwhale-)oat was obser:ve( to be drawlln up along, side of a rock, the
promised grapnel w\as cast into thle \ater, aid hler
crew d eliberately proceeded to get their firearmtts18
in a state for nmmediate service. Every thing appeared to be done ian obedience to strict orlders
that must have beenl previously cotmmunicated;
for thle young lant, who has b)ee n introduced to
the reader by te namte of G4riflfith, seldoml spoke,'ad tdhen only int tile pithy exspressions.bat are
iapt to fall forom those lwho are sure'of obledience.
W'hten the boat had brought up to her graplnlt, hoe
sunk back at lhis length oin the cushionted seats of
tdle b)arge, alld drawimng his hat over his eyes in a
listless manner, he conltinued foir many minutes app>arently absorbed in thoughts altogetler foreign
to his present situation. Occasionally ble rose, and
woultl first bend his looks in quest of his compatoioMs ot}n the shore, and thent turning hiS expre)ssive eyes towards the oeean) thle abst racted and
vacant air that so often usurped the place of antimation anod intelligerece inl his countenanee~, would
give place to tihe anxious and intelligent look of
a seaman gifted with an experience beyond his
years. HLis w eatherletaten and hardy crew, 1t1avint madte their dispositionts for ofience, sat in pro.
fo;):ld silencen, with their hands thrust into thele bo.