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44 ON THE DEEP. point or two, and the cutter gathered headway upon her new course. | The search was continued for a couple of hours, but with- out success. Just as Capstan gave it up, the professor stated that he heard a faint cry off the weather-bow ; but, as a large bird went rushing past the boat the next moment, Capstan concluded that Quill’s eagerness to obtain items had so ex- cited his imagination as to cause him to mistake the scream- ing of this creature for a human voice. “So the cutter Was again put before the wind; and the men, leaning from their thwarts, spoke in low, sad voices of the fate of their shipmates. Little did they imagine that, at this very moment, the second mate was not much more than a quarter of a mile from their boat, clinging to one of the mast-poles of the launch. CHAPTER V ADRIFT AND IN BONDS. Tae fate of the launch had been sealed by that last shot from the schooner. It struck the little craft on the bow, opening it and cutting away oné of the small spars to which a sail was attached. ‘The boat filled aud sunk, leaving the men strugg cling in the water. Loring and Tom Pool, the only swimmers there, contrived to drag their two shipmates to the spar, to Which they clung with a tenacious grasp. Soon, however, the schooner was seen bearing down upon them. Her ithe her rails, and her bows, were. alive with her dusky crew, who yelled and shouted with demoniaca] triumph. Some of them were armed with muskets, some with pistols, and a few carried boarding-pikes. “They are going to fire upon us first, and run us down . afterward !? cried Tom Pool.: He was right; they did so. Loring’s three shipmates were killed; he was the only one of that unfortunate crew who rose to the surface after the ves- sel had run over them. He had saved himself by diving far comiclbooks.com