ious fluid. He
asked for more. "You shall have it, sir, but we are running very
short," said Owen.
"How many gallons have you?" asked the mate.
"Gallons, sir! we have not more than a pint."
"Good heavens! a pint only, and that among four people, with such a sun
as we shall have scorching down upon our heads before long," exclaimed
the mate. "I feel my inside burning already."
"I would give you another draught, but you will want it more by-and-by
than you do now, sir," said Owen. "Perhaps when the sun rises we may
get a breeze and make the run you expect."
Although the mate kept crying out for more water, Owen was firm. The
sun rose on a sky undimmed by a single cloud. The sea shone like a
sheet of burnished gold, not a ripple played over it, excepting when,
here and there, a fish rose to the surface, or leapt out of the water,
sending far around a circle of tiny wavelets. Occasionally, too, a
sea-fowl winged its flight through the blue ether, and ever and anon
would plunge down to seize its prey from the ocean. The appearance of
birds showed that land could not be far off, but not the faintest
outline could as yet be discovered. The mate, dragging himself up to
the side of the boat, gazed round with aching eyes, then sank down with
a groan to his former position. Owen felt himself growing weaker and
weaker. Poor Nat and Mike could scarcely raise their voices above a
whisper.
"Water! water!" groaned the mate; "give me some if you would save my
life."
The other two pointed to their lips, and gazed eagerly at the casks.
Owen dragged himself towards them. He could have drunk the whole of the
water himself, and yet not have been satisfied. He poured out a small
quantity and took it to the mate.
"Sip it slowly, sir," he said, "we have very little more remaining."
To his dismay, as he again went to pour some in the cup, he found there
was scarcely sufficient left to fill it. He took what he believed to be
his own share, and then carried the remainder to Nat and Mike. He put
it to the lips of the first, who seized it with both his hands, and
would have drained it to the bottom.
"Let go," cried Owen, "this is Mike's share as well as yours." With
some difficulty he rescued it, and handed the cup to the Irishman, who
swallowed it eagerly. Owen had not the heart to tell them there was no
more. Before long they again cried out for water. Owen made no reply.
"Water! water!" groaned the mate
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