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Percy F. Westerman The Quest of the 'Golden Hope'…

We could see the discomfited crew of the former vessel attack the wreckage with axes in an attempt to free themselves from the fatal encumbrance, but ere this could be done their ship drifted on to a shoal.
The remaining vessels were more fortunate. Slowly tacking, they drew beyond range, and having picked up the survivors of their consort who, on finding their vessel aground, had abandoned her, they gained the open sea.
"Man the long-boat and make sure of yonder craft!" shouted Captain Jeremy. "Let go her anchors when you get aboard, or she may float off with the rising tide."
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Percy F. Westerman The Quest of the 'Golden Hope'…

Away aloft sprang the men to reduce still further our spread of canvas. With a succession of heavy lurches the Golden Hope crossed the bar and entered the land-locked harbour.
"Let go," shouted Captain Jeremy, laying down his glass with a sigh of relief and wiping his heated brow.
With a sullen splash the anchor plunged beneath the waves, the stout hempen cable flew through the hawse-pipe, and the Golden Hope brought up head to wind in the sheltered anchorage of Treasure Island.
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Percy F. Westerman The Quest of the 'Golden Hope'…

A strange sight met our eyes as we gained the deck of the brig, which, by the name painted on her stern, we now knew to be the Neptune of Topsham.
The confusion on deck was in accordance with the disorder aloft. Ropes, gun tackles, broken casks and planks, and torn canvas were lying about in the utmost disorder; while some hundred men, grotesquely dressed in motley costumes, gazed at us with mingled expressions of relief, curiosity, and fear. Many still wore the smocks of their native Somerset and Devon, but gone was the healthy hue of a country life.
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