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

WT1111 PX'LOT. t
y lit appntdages. For a morment, streaks of
t'lutant va)iour eGltm1r to tlhe huite floating pnile
ntut tIe).y wvcre son sons}aken off byy tte rapti vessel,'1and:i thet wvhole of her black hull became distinct te,
lhe eye.
O)ne, two, three rows of teeth U!' said Boltt
rt)ope, deliberately counting tle tiers of guns that
bristled alontt the sides of the enetmyi; a threeldeeker! Jlack'Manlly wtould shtow hist stern to
suet a fellow! allld eovent tl(he bloody Seoteblma)t
-woultd ru'tnt' 11ardl V up with your helm1, qutarter-mltaster U'
cried Captain Munllson theire is intdeed no timel
to hesitate, wtith ch a y within a quarter
of a mil1e! Turn thl.e hands utlp, Mr. Griffith, and
p)aek onl the slhil) firom herl truc ks to hetr lower Studdintg,-sail boomns, Be stirring, sir, be stirring! -Iar(d
utp) Nwvith your helm! Hard upl', and be. damln'd to
Thle unusual earnestI nltess: of their angetl c)in.
tman-der - acted ont the star'tled (erew like a 8oi
friom the deept, andtt thery wtaited not fori the tsutalI
signals of the boatswait and tiru' ltttll.fre tO b)e give)t,
betfre tlhey broke away friot theilr gtlts antld
r'ushed tumultuously to "aid in spreadinu thle desired cae vass. "hil1ere was onie minute of ominouts
)onfiusion, that: to an inexperllienced eye wo ld
have I foreboded i t\e destruction of all ordler in tthe
vessel, during which every hand, and each tongue,
s e ened in m(ltotion' but it ended wtith oepcnin. the
immense fotlds of light duck which were dt.ispla t
along the whole lint of the masts, fia tb)eyond the
)oditllary sais, overshadowing the wtaters foir aI"
great distantttce, Onil eitht.er side of the.. v.es. ID)ttrinlt the, moittnrl.nlt of in( ttit IttI that succeieded tiis
stddelt. exertion, the brceze, wZ' hich had. broutht
up ) the - k th -di(.ckdel', ft i' 1I estItr o the ails of tll(