d been, for the flood tide had
again made; and as the beams of the morning sun glanced on the water,
the same billows which appeared so dreadful in the darkness appeared to
dance merrily.

I felt hungry; I took up a red herring from one of the baskets, and tore
it to pieces with my teeth. I looked around me in every quarter to see
if there was any vessel in sight, but there was nothing to be seen but
now and then a screaming sea-gull. I tried to rouse my companion by
kicking her with my foot; I did not succeed in waking her up, but she
turned round on her back, and, her hair falling from her face,
discovered the features of a young and pretty person, apparently not
more than nineteen or twenty years old; her figure was slight and well
formed.

Young as I was, I thought it a pity that such a nice-looking person--for
she still was so, although in a state of disorder, and very dirty--
should be so debased by intoxication; and as I looked at the bladder,
still half full of spirits I seized it with an intention to throw it
overboard, when I paused at the recollection that it had probably saved
my life during the night, and might yet be required.

I did not like to alter the course of the boat, although I perceived
that we were running fast from the land; for although the sea had gone
down considerably, there was still too much for the boat to be put
broadside to it. I cannot say that I was unhappy; I found my situation
so very much improved to what it was during the darkness of the night.
The sun shone bright, and I felt its warmth. I had no idea of being
lost--death did not enter my thoughts. There was plenty to eat, and
some vessel would certainly pick us up. Nevertheless, I said my
prayers, more devoutly than I usually did.

About noon, as near as I could guess, the tide changed again, and as the
wind had lulled very much, there was little or no swell. I thought
that, now that the motion was not so great, we might possibly ship the
foremast and make some little sail upon the boat; and I tried again more
earnestly to rouse up my companion; after a few not very polite
attempts, I succeeded in ascertaining that she was alive.

"Be quiet, Jim," said she, with her eyes still closed; "it's not five
bells yet."

Another kick or two, and she turned herself round and stared wildly.

"Jim," said she, rubbing her eyes, and then she looked about her, and at
once she appeared to remember what had passed; she shrieked, a