Coming events pressed so heavily upon the minds of his father and Stumpy, that neither of them had questioned him very closely in regard to his business on the beach in the storm and the darkness. As he had thus far escaped without telling any direct lies, he decided3 to keep his own secret for the present; but he intended, the very next time he went to Rockland, to visit the owners of the Waldo, and inquire about the passenger who had perished in the wreck4 of the brig. Very likely this man had a wife and children, a father, or brothers and sisters, who needed this money. His wife and little children might at that moment be suffering for the want of it. It belonged to them, and they ought to have it. Even if his father failed, and lost all he had, Leopold felt that it would be better for him to do his whole duty.[Pg 199] The secret was with himself alone, and there was no one to applaud his noble decision; nay5, if he had told his friends and neighbors, and perhaps even his father, they would probably have laughed at him, called him a fool, declared that he was more nice than wise, and insisted that it was his duty to save the Sea Cliff House from the avaricious6 grasp of Squire7 Moses Wormbury.
In spite of his noble conclusion, he was still terribly worried about the financial troubles of his father. The Rosabel was well worth two hundred dollars, and she was almost the only piece of property in the family which was not covered by a mortgage. It was early in the season, when a boat is more salable8 than later in the year; and before he went to sleep, Leopold had decided to run over to Rockland the next day, if possible, and endeavor to find a purchaser for her, even at three fourths of her value. It would be a happy moment for him if he could put one hundred and fifty dollars into his father's hands, and thus enable him to make up his interest money. There must be some one in Rockland who wanted a boat, and[Pg 200] who would be willing to pay him this price for so fast and stiff a craft as the Rosabel. With this pleasant anticipation9 in his mind, Leopold went to sleep.
He usually got up between four and five o'clock in the morning; but he did not wake till he heard his father's voice in his chamber10. He had been so tired after the hard work he had done on the beach, and lying awake till after midnight, he had overslept himself.
"Come, Leopold; it is after seven o'clock," said Mr. Bennington, in the rather sad and gloomy tones which the misery11 of his financial trials had imposed upon him.
"Seven o'clock!" exclaimed Leopold, leaping from the bed. "I didn't go to sleep till after midnight, and that's the reason I didn't wake up."
"You needn't get up if you don't feel able to do so," added the landlord.
"O, I'm able enough," protested Leopold, half dressed by this time.
"I should like to have you go down and see if you can get some fish for dinner," added his father.[Pg 201]
"All right. I will get some, if there is any in the sea," answered the young man, as he finished his primitive12 toilet.
In fifteen minutes more, he had eaten his breakfast, and was descending13 the steep path to the river, where the Rosabel was moored14. The weather was cloudy, and out at sea it looked as if the fog would roll in, within a short time, as it often did during the spring and summer. Indeed, the one bane of this coast, as a pleasure resort, is the prevalence of dense15 and frequently long-continued fog. Sometimes it shrouds16 the shores for several days at a time; and it has been known to last for weeks. It is cold, penetrating17, and disagreeable to the denizen18 of the city, seeking ease and comfort in a summer home.
When the sloop19 passed Light House Point, Leopold saw that the dense fog had settled down upon the bay, and had probably been there all night. But he did not bother his head about the fog, for he knew the sound which the waves made upon every portion of the shore. As one skilled in music knows the note he hears, Leopold identified the swash or the[Pg 202] roar of the sea when it beat upon the rocks and the beaches in the vicinity. By these sounds he knew where he was, and he had a boat-compass on board of the Rosabel, which enabled him to lay his course, whenever he obtained his bearings.
Before the sloop had gone a quarter of a mile she was buried in the fog, and Leopold could see nothing but the little circle of water of which the Rosabel was the centre. With the compass on the floor of the standing20-room, he headed the sloop for the ledges21, outside of which he expected to find plenty of cod23 and haddock. The wind was rather light, but it was sufficient to give the Rosabel a good headway, and in half an hour he recognized the roar of the billows upon the ledges. Going near enough to them to bring the white spray of the breaking waves within the narrow circle of his observation, he let off his main sheet, and headed the sloop directly out to sea.
The best fishing ground at this season was about two miles from the ledges; and with the wind free, Leopold calculated that he had made this distance in half an hour. He had cleared[Pg 203] away his cable, and had his anchor ready to throw overboard, when the hoarse24 croaking25 of a fog-horn attracted his attention. The sound came from the seaward side of him, and from a point not far distant.
The Rosabel was provided with one of those delectable26 musical instruments, whose familiar notes came to her skipper's ears. It was rather a necessity to have one, in order to avoid collisions; besides, it is fun for boys to make the most unearthly noises which mortal ear ever listened to.
Leopold blew his fog-horn, and it was answered by a repetition of the sound to seaward. The craft, whatever it was, from which the music came, was much nearer than when the skipper of the Rosabel first heard the signal. This satisfied him that she was headed to the north-east, and was nearly close-hauled, for the wind was about east; in other words, the craft from which the melody of the fog horn came was standing from the sea directly towards the ledges off High Rock.
Leopold blew his horn again and again, and the responses came nearer and nearer every[Pg 204] time. The craft was evidently bound up the bay, or into the Rockhaven river. If she was going to Rockland, or up the bay, she was very much out of her course. If she was going into the river, she was more likely to strike upon the ledge22 than to hit her port.
"Ahoy! Ahoy!" came a hoarse voice, apparently27 pitched from the note of the fog-horn.
The skipper of the Rosabel judged that the craft was not more than an eighth of a mile from him.
"Ahoy! Ahoy!" he shouted in reply, at the top of his voice.
Leopold had hauled down his jib, and thrown the sloop up into the wind, in preparation for anchoring; but he concluded not to do so, in view of the peril28 of being run down by the stranger. On the contrary he hoisted29 his jib, and filled away again, so as to be in condition to avoid a collision. Resuming his place at the helm, he stood out towards the fog-hidden vessel31. The hail was repeated again and again, and Leopold as often answered it. In a few moments more he discovered what appeared to him to be the jib of a schooner32. Her bow was[Pg 205] of shining black, with a richly gilded33 figure-head under the bowsprit. A moment later he discovered the two masts of the vessel. The mainsail was set, but the foresail was furled, and she was apparently feeling her way with great care into the bay. A sailor in uniform was heaving the lead near the fore1 rigging.
Leopold saw, as soon as he obtained a full view of the vessel, that she was a yacht of at least a hundred tons and as beautiful a craft as ever gladdened the heart of a sailor. There were a dozen men on her forecastle, and as the Rosabel approached her, a procession of gentlemen, closely muffled34 in heavy garments and rubber coats, filed up the companion-way, doubtless attracted to the deck by the incident of hailing another craft.
"Schooner, ahoy!" shouted Leopold, as soon as he had made out the vessel.
"On board the sloop!" replied the voice which resembled the tones of the fog-horn.
"Where you bound?" demanded the skipper of the Rosabel.
"Belfast."
"You are a long way off your course, then," added Leopold, with emphasis.[Pg 206]
"Will you come on board?" asked the speaker from the yacht.
"Ay, ay, sir, if you wish it," answered Leopold.
"Hard down the helm!" shouted the hoarse voice, which we may as well say in advance of a nearer introduction, belonged to Captain Bounce, the sailing-master of the yacht.
"What schooner is that?" called Leopold, as the yacht came up into the wind.
"The yacht Orion, of New York," replied Captain Bounce.
The skipper of the Rosabel ran under the lee of the Orion, and came up into the wind all shaking. Leopold threw his painter to the uniformed seamen35 of the yacht, and then hauled down his jib.
"Where are we?" asked Captain Bounce, rather nervously36 for an old salt.
"Two miles off the High Rock ledges; you were headed directly for them," replied Leopold, as he let go the halyards of the mainsail.
When he had secured the sail, he ascended37 the accommodation steps, which the seaman38 had placed on the side for his use. One of the[Pg 207] hands carried the painter of the Rosabel to the stern of the Orion.
"I don't know where we are now," said Captain Bounce, who was a short, stout39 man, with grizzly40 hair and beard, both reeking41 with moisture from the fog; and he looked like the typical old sea-dog of the drama.
"Do you know where we are, young man?" asked one of the gentlemen who had filed up the companion-way.
Leopold started suddenly when he heard the voice and turned towards the speaker.
"Of course I do, Mr. Hamilton," replied Leopold, briskly. "I reckon you don't know me, sir."
Leopold took off his old hat, and bowed respectfully to the gentleman, who was muffled up in an immense overcoat with a long cape2.
"I do not," added the Hon. Mr. Hamilton, with a puzzled expression.
The skipper of the Rosabel thought it was very strange that the honorable gentleman did not recognize him; for he did not consider that he had grown three inches taller himself, and that the distinguished42 guest of the Cliff House[Pg 208] met a great many people in the course of a year.
"Don't you know my boat, sir?" asked Leopold, laughing as he pointed43 astern at the sloop.
"I do not."
"Well, sir, that's the Rosabel. You have sailed in her more than once."
"O, this is Leopold, then!" exclaimed Mr. Hamilton. "You ought to know where we are."
"I do, sir; and I know that you were headed for the High Rock ledges. I can prick44 your position on the chart."
"He knows all about this coast, Captain Bounce," added Mr. Hamilton, turning to the Sailing-master. "He will be a safe pilot for you."
"Well youngster, we are bound to Belfast," said the sailing-master, thrusting his fists deep down into the pockets of his pea-jacket.
"I am not a pilot to Belfast," replied Leopold; "but you must keep her west-half-north for Owl's Head, nine miles from here. There are islands and ledges all around you."[Pg 209]
"We have had enough of this sort of thing," interposed Mr. Hamilton, evidently disgusted with his experience. "We have been feeling our way in this fog for twenty-four hours. I would give a thousand dollars to be in Belfast at this moment."
"I don't believe the best pilot on the coast would agree to take this yacht up to Belfast in this fog for twice that sum," added Leopold. "One of the Bangor steamers, that goes over the route every day, got aground the other night."
"I never was on this coast before, Mr. Hamilton, as I told you before we sailed from New York," said Captain Bounce, apologetically; "but if I had been here all my life, I couldn't find my way in a sailing vessel in such a fog as this."
"O, I don't blame you Captain Bounce," added Mr. Hamilton, who was the owner of the yacht.
"I have kept you off the rocks so far; and that was the best I could do."
"You have done all that anybody could do, Captain Bounce, and I have no fault to find with you. But the ladies are very uncomfortable;[Pg 210] they are wet, and everything in the cabin is wet with the moisture of this fog. We are very anxious to get to some good hotel, where we can remain till the fog has blown away," continued Mr. Hamilton.
"You can go into Rockhaven, sir," suggested Leopold.
The Hon. Mr. Hamilton smiled gloomily, and shrugged45 his shoulders, for he knew how limited were the accommodations in the old Cliff House.
"Your hotel would not hold us, Leopold," said Mr. Hamilton. "Our party consists of fifteen persons. We must get into Rockland, some how or other."
"We have a new hotel, Mr. Hamilton," interposed Leopold.
"What's that?"
"The Sea Cliff House. It is the Cliff House rebuilt and enlarged. We have fifty rooms now, besides new parlors46 and a new dining-room. The house has been furnished new, and my father means to keep a first-class hotel. He has raised the price to three dollars a day, so that he can afford to do so. We have some rooms built on purpose for you, sir."[Pg 211]
"Indeed! But your father always kept a good house, though it was not big enough."
"You won't find any better hotel in Rockland or Belfast than the Sea Cliff House, Mr. Hamilton," said Leopold, confidently.
"Then let us go there by all means," added the owner of the Orion. "Can you take the yacht into the harbor, Leopold?"
"I can sir."
"Are you sure?"
"Certainly I am."
"We don't want to be thrown on the rocks."
"I can go into the river with my eyes shut, any time, sir."
"Very well. Captain Bounce, here is your pilot."
"All right Mr. Hamilton. All his orders shall be obeyed," replied the sailing-master.
"Hoist30 the jib, then, if you please, and head her to the north-east," added Leopold.
"To the north-east!" exclaimed Captain Bounce. "You said the ledges were in that direction."
"I know they are; but I can tell just where to find them."[Pg 212]
"We are not anxious to find them," added the sailing-master.
"I am, for I take my bearings from them. Trust me as your best friend, Captain Bounce, and you shall throw over your mud-hook, in just an hour from now, in the river, off Rockhaven."
"All right; the owner says you are the pilot, and I haven't a word to say," replied the captain. "Forward there! Hoist the jib! At the helm!"
"Helm, sir!" replied the quarter-master.
"Keep her north-east."
"North-east, sir."
Leopold turned at that moment, and discovered a bundle of shawls and water-proofs emerging from the companion-way.
"Leopold Bennington! I'm glad to see you!" exclaimed the bundle, in a voice which the young pilot promptly47 identified as that of Miss Rosabel Hamilton.
"Thank you, Miss Hamilton. I'm happy to see you again," stammered48 Leopold, rushing up to the bundle, in which he could hardly make out the beautiful face and form of Rosabel.[Pg 213]
"You have come to get us out of an awful bad scrape. We have no fire in the cabin, and are wet through, and nearly frozen. I'm so glad we met you!"
"I'm glad to meet you too," said Leopold. "I'm sure I didn't expect to see you out in this fog. But I'm the pilot of this yacht now and if you will excuse me, I will go forward, and attend to my duty."
"Certainly. Don't let me keep you," answered Rosabel, in those sweet, silvery tones which made Leopold's heart jump. "I shall be so glad when we can see a good, warm fire!"
The young pilot did not like to leave her; but he felt the responsibility of the position he had assumed, and he hastened forward. The Orion was moving along through the water at the rate of about four knots an hour. Leopold walked out on the bowsprit as far as the jibstay, and there seated himself. Rosabel, apparently deeply interested in his movements, followed him as far as the forecastle.
"What are you going to do out there, Leopold?" she asked.
"I'm going to keep a lookout49 for the ledges,[Pg 214] which are ahead of us; and as I have to use my ears, I must ask you not to speak to me any more. Excuse me, but I might not hear the breakers soon enough, if I were talking," added the pilot.
Rosabel excused him, and returned to the cabin, for the cold fog made her shiver, even within her bundle of clothing. Leopold listened with all his might, and in less than half an hour he heard the surges on the ledges, faintly, at first, in the distance.
"Breakers ahead!" shouted Captain Bounce.
"I know it; trust your best friend and don't be alarmed," replied Leopold. "There is water enough here to float a seventy-four."
He allowed the Orion to proceed on her course, till he could hear very distinctly the breakers on the ledges, and was sure they were the High Rock ledges.
"Starboard the helm, and start your sheets," shouted the pilot.
"High time, I should say," growled50 Captain Bounce, as he gave the necessary orders, and the Orion fell off to her new course.
"Keep her north-west," added Leopold, as he just saw the ledges whitened with sea foam51.[Pg 215]
He still retained his position on the bowsprit, with his attention fixed52 upon some point on the weather-bow.
"That's it! Dip point!" said he, as he listened to the breakers. "Keep her nor'-nor'-west!"
Ten minutes later, he ordered the fog-horn to be blown, and a reply came off from the light-house on the point, at the mouth of the river. When the Orion was clear of the point, he directed the yacht to be close-hauled on the starboard tack53, in order to beat into the river. The first reach brought her to the high cliff near the hotel, and after a "short leg," he fetched the anchorage off the wharf54.
"Let go your jib-halyards!" shouted Leopold. "Hard down the helm! Let go the anchor!"
The Orion swung round to her cable, and the pilot went aft.
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