for the French West India Islands with
a valuable cargo. The prisoners, with the exception of four, three
white men and a black, who were left on board to assist in working her,
were removed to the frigate; and Captain Garland, who could not spare
any more lieutenants or mates, sent a midshipman and prize crew to take
charge of her.
The midshipman's name was Nott. He was generally called in the mess
Johnny Nott. He was as short as his name, but he was a brave, dashing
little fellow; but though he had been some time at sea, being very idle,
his navigation, at all events, was not as first-rate as he managed to
make it appear that it was when he had the honour of dining with his
Captain. Captain Garland sent for him and told him that he would spare
him two men and a couple of boys, and he expected that with them and the
prisoners he would be able to carry the brig safe into Falmouth or
Plymouth.
"I shall send one of the quartermasters with you, Pringle. He is a
steady man; and you shall have Marline and Freeborn, who is as good as a
man, and the boy Hartland: he is steady."
"May I have Fid, sir, also?" put in Nott, who was always free-spoken and
wonderfully at ease with his Captain. "He is such an amusing young dog.
He'll keep the rest alive by his jokes, if he does nothing else."
"You may take him, Mr Nott; but take care that they don't get to
skylarking and fall overboard," said the Captain.
"Oh no, sir," answered the midshipman; "I'll maintain the strictest
discipline, and hope to have the brig safe in harbour in the course of a
few days."
Captain Garland smiled at the air with which Johnny Nott spoke, and,
shaking him by the hand, sincerely wished him a prosperous passage.
Meantime the first lieutenant had sent for Paul Pringle, and, knowing
how thoroughly he could be trusted, had given him his instructions to
look after Mr Nott--in other words, to act as his dry-nurse.
"I need not tell you how to behave, Pringle," observed the lieutenant.
"You must advise him when to shorten sail, and what to do, indeed, under
any emergency; and let him, as much as possible, suppose that he is
following his own ideas."
"Ay, ay, sir," answered Paul, not a little flattered. "I know pretty
well how to speak to most of the young gentlemen; I always leave them to
fancy that they are telling me what to do. Most young gentlemen
nowadays are fond of `teaching their grandmothers to suck eggs,' and I
never stop them
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