came upon me, and I just got away in time.  There were various stores, bolts of canvas, coils of rope; the poop looked like a marine bazaar, and the boats were lumbered to the gunwales.  One would have thought the old man wanted to take as much as he could of his first command with him.  He was very very quiet, but off his balance evidently.  Would you believe it?  He wanted to take a length of old stream-cable and a kedge-anchor with him in the long-boat.  We said, ‘Ay, ay, sir,’ deferentially, and on the quiet let the thing slip overboard.  The heavy medicine-chest went that way, two bags of green coffee, tins of paint—­fancy, paint!—­a whole lot of things.  Then I was ordered with two hands into the boats to make a stowage and get them ready against the time it would be proper for us to leave the ship.

“We put everything straight, stepped the long-boat’s mast for our skipper, who was in charge of her, and I was not sorry to sit down for a moment.  My face felt raw, every limb ached as if broken, I was aware of all my ribs, and would have sworn to a twist in the back-bone.  The boats, fast astern, lay in a deep shadow, and all around I could see the circle of the sea lighted by the fire.  A gigantic flame arose forward straight and clear.  It flared there, with noises like the whir of wings, with rumbles as of thunder.  There were cracks, detonations, and from the cone of flame the sparks flew upwards, as man is born to trouble, to leaky ships, and to ships that burn.

“What bothered me was that the ship, lying broadside to the swell and to such wind as there was—­a mere breath—­the boats would not keep astern where they were safe, but persisted, in a pig-headed way boats have, in getting under the counter and then swinging alongside.  They were knocking about dangerously and coming near the flame, while the ship rolled on them, and, of course, there was always the danger of the masts going over the side at any moment.  I and my two boat-keepers kept them off as best we could with oars and boat-hooks; but to be constantly at it became exasperating, since there was no reason why we should not leave at once.  We could not see those on board, nor could we imagine what caused the delay.  The boat-keepers were swearing feebly, and I had not only my share of the work, but also had to keep at it two men who showed a constant inclination to lay themselves down and let things slide.

“At last I hailed ‘On deck there,’ and someone looked over.  ’We’re ready here,’ I said.  The head disappeared, and very soon popped up again.  ’The captain says, All right, sir, and to keep the boats well clear of the ship.’