The next morning the fleet started from Tohu and Bohu, cheered by the people, who were all in the best humor, because Pantagruel had left among them a new stock of frying-pans and skillets, so shining that they could see their faces in them. The sky was bright; the wind was fair; the very sea seemed to laugh,—all the fleet was happy. But Pantagruel sat on deck, looking very sad.
Friar John was the first to notice how still Pantagruel was. On seeing his Prince so glum1, the good Friar, who was always a comforting kind of man, was just about asking him the reason, when James Brayer, the pilot, after cocking one eye at the sea, and the other at the sky, and then turning both eyes up towards the flag drooping2 on the poop, as though it would never wave again, knew that a storm was coming on, and, therefore, bid the boatswain pipe all hands on deck, and even summon the passengers.
"In with your top-sails!" he shouted. "Take in your spritsail! lower your foresail! lash3 your guns fast!"—all of which was done as quick as hands could do it.
Of a sudden, as though a great hand from above had swept down to stir the waters and make them mad, the sea began to swell4, and moan and roar, and rise up into mountains, and sink into valleys. An awful north-west wind had got caught in with a hurricane,—so James Brayer said,—and the two together whistled through the yards, and shrieked5 through the shrouds6. The sky itself seemed to be splitting open, and dropping down thunder, lightning, rain, and hail. In broad daylight it grew all dark, and the water rose to mountains, and sank to the depths in perfect blackness, save for the great flashes of lightning that showed the white faces of men, and the whiter foam7 of the sea.
It looked as though the end of the world had come, and that those on the sea had been the first to know it.
A STORM COMES ON.
James Brayer soon had every one about him busy at the work of saving the flag-ship. Even Pantagruel was pressed into service. It was no time for ceremony; the danger was too great for that. James Brayer bawled9 through his trumpet:—
"My Lord, I must ask you to stand amidship. Your Highness is so heavy that, in a sea like this, whichever side of the ship you may be on is bound to keel over. The sea is mad,—I have never seen it so mad before!"
Pantagruel, in the midst of all this shouting of men, and raging of the waves, and shrieking10 of the winds, was kneeling perfectly11 quiet, but praying with all his good heart to the Almighty12 Deliverer to save them. Hearing James Brayer call, he at once rose from his knees, and said cheerfully:—
"Here I am, good pilot! But how am I to stand amidship without interfering14 with the handling of the ship?"
"Easily enough, Your Highness. All you have to do is to put your arms around the mainmast, and stand still."
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PANTAGRUEL HOLDS THE MAST.
This Pantagruel did, holding the mast firmly with both hands, and keeping it straighter than two hundred tacklings could have done. Everybody worked hard,—everybody except cowardly Panurge, who, when the sea first began to churn, sank upon deck all in a heap, more dead than alive. He could do nothing but whine15 and cry boo! boo! boo! boo! and call upon Heaven to save him. In the meanwhile, all the others were as busy as beavers,—Friar John, Gymnaste, Carpalim, Xenomanes, even Epistemon and old Ponocrates himself! All did wonders; but nobody worked like Friar John during all the storm; so, at least, declared James Brayer. Why, Friar John even pulled off his monk's gown, a thing he had, until then, been known to do only once, and that was when he saved the Abbey-Vineyard. "It bothers me, and I can't work in it," he said, as he pulled it off. With his waistcoat for a coat, he stood at his post with strong arm and cheery word for everybody. Every now and then he would glance at Panurge, still squatted16 on deck and crying, "Boo! boo! boo! boo! Friar John, my friend, good father, I am drowning. Boo! boo! boo! The water has got into my shoes. Boo! boo! boo! boboo! I drown! Oh, how I wish I was a gardener, and planted cabbages, for then I would be sure of always having at least one foot on land! Oh, my friend, the keel goes up to the sun. I hear the hull17 splitting. We are all drowned! Boo! boo! boo! holos! holos!" At last Friar John's patience gave out,—it was at the close of the sixth hour he had been working,—and he roared out to Panurge:—
"What art thou bellowing18 there for, like a calf19? Panurge the cry-baby, Panurge the whiner20, would it not better become thee to help thyself and friends? Come, be a man!"
Just then a huge sea broke on the deck. Panurge was too frightened even to look up. All the answer he could give to Friar John was, "Boo! boo! boo! boboo! The ship is capsized! I drown!"
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A SEA BREAKS OVER PANURGE.
At that moment, Pantagruel's voice was heard even above the storm, so mighty13 was it in prayer: "Save us, good Lord, if it be Thy will." The Giant's prayer must have been heard. The thunder still crashed; the lightning still blazed; the rain still poured; but it was not half so bad as before. The sea still rose; but it rose in hills, not mountains, now. Pantagruel still stood, as he had from the first, with his arms clinging to the mainmast while he braced21 it up, and his eyes trying to pierce through the blackness. At last, just as the day broke, he shouted:—
"Land! land! My children, I see land! We are not far from port. I can see the sky clearing up southwards. Cheer up, all!"
James Brayer was at his side as quick as lightning.
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LAND IN SIGHT.
"Up, lads!" he shouted. "Our prince sees land, and the sea is smoother. We can put out a trifle of sail. Hands aloft to the maintop! Mind your steerage; clear your sheets; port, port! Helm-a-lee! Steady, steady!" And steady it was, too. Before all eyes on the ship land was now to be seen in full sight, some twenty miles off. The sun was just beginning to shine a little. The sea was no longer mad. It was only sobbing22, sobbing, sobbing, as though half-ashamed it had so troubled the good Giant who knew how to pray.
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IT WAS LATE IN THE AFTERNOON.
It was late in the afternoon when James Brayer brought the flag-ship into port. It was so late that it was resolved not to go on shore until next day.
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