thought; and, contrary to his usual manner, was silent and melancholy, abstracted, and inattentive to the duties of the ship.
The boats prepared for the service were manned; the officers had taken their seats in them; the oars were tossed up; the eyes of the young warriors beamed with animation, and we waited for Mr. Handstone, who still walked the deck, absorbed in his own reflections. He was at length recalled to a sense of his situation by the captain, who in a tone of voice more than usually loud, asked him if he intended to take the command of the expedition? He replied "most certainly;" and with a firm and animated step, crossed the quarter-deck, and went into his boat.
I, following, seated myself by his side; he looked at me with a foreboding indifference: had he been in his usual mood, he would have sent me to some other boat. We had a long pull before we reached the object of our intended attack, which we found moored close inshore, and
