'However,' said he, 'the captain knows you are coming, so that's not of much consequence; but as you'll have to find the ship yourself, you must remember her name and description.D'ye hear, boy?' I certainly did hear, but I'm afraid I did not understand, for my mind was so taken up with the game, which I saw my side was losing, that I began to grow impatient, and the moment my uncle finished his description of the ship, and bade me good-bye, Ibolted back to my game, with only a confused idea of three masts, and a green painted tafferel, and a gilt figure-head of Hercules with his club at the bow.Next day I was so much cast down with everybody saying good-bye, and a lot o' my female friends cryin'
horribly over me, that I did not start for the harbour, where the ship was lying among a thousand others, till it was almost too late.So I had to run the whole way.When I reached the pier, there were so many masts, and so much confusion, that I felt quite humblebumbled in my faculties.'Now,' said I to myself, 'Peterkin, you're in a fix.' Then I fancied I saw a gilt figure-head and three masts, belonging to a ship just about to start; so I darted on board, but speedily jumped on shore again, when I found that two of the masts belonged to another vessel, and the figurehead to a third! At last I caught sight of what I made sure was it, - a fine large vessel just casting off her moorings.The tafferel was green.Three masts, - yes, that must be it, - and the gilt figure-head of Hercules.To be sure it had a three-pronged pitchfork in its hand instead of a club; but that might be my uncle's mistake;or perhaps Hercules sometimes varied his weapons.'Cast off!'
roared a voice from the quarter-deck.'Hold on!' cried I, rushing frantically through the crowd.'Hold on! hold on!' repeated some of the bystanders, while the men at the ropes delayed for a minute.
This threw the captain into a frightful rage; for some of his friends had come down to see him off, and having his orders contradicted so flatly was too much for him.However, the delay was sufficient.I took a race and a good leap; the ropes were cast off; the steam-tug gave a puff, and we started.Suddenly the captain was up to me: 'Where did you come from, you scamp, and what do you want here?'
"'Please, sir,' said I, touching my cap, 'I'm you're new 'prentice come aboard.'
"'New 'Prentice,' said he, stamping, 'I've got no new 'prentice.
My boys are all aboard already.This is a trick, you young blackguard.You've run away, you have;' and the captain stamped about the deck and swore dreadfully; for, you see, the thought of having to stop the ship and lower a boat and lose half an hour, all for the slake of sending a small boy ashore, seemed to make him very angry.Besides, it was blowin' fresh outside the harbour, so that, to have let the steamer alongside to put me into it was no easy job.Just as we were passing the pier-head, where several boats were rowing into harbour, the captain came up to me, -"'You've run away, you blackguard,' he said, giving me a box on the ear.
"'No I haven't,' said I, angrily; for the box was by no means a light one.
"Hark'ee, boy, can you swim?'
"'Yes,' said I.
"'Then do it,' and, seizing me by my trousers and the nape of my neck, he tossed me over the side into the sea.The fellows in the boats at the end of the pier, backed their oars on seeing this; but observing that I could swim, they allowed me to make the best of my way to the pier-head.So, you see, Ralph, that I really did swim my first homeward voyage."Jack laughed and patted Peterkin on the shoulder."But tell us about the candle-nut tree," said I; "you were talking about it.""Very true," said Jack, "but I fear I can remember little about it.
I believe the nut is about the size of a walnut; and I think that the leaves are white, but I am not sure.""Eh! ha! hum!" exclaimed Peterkin, "I saw a tree answering to that description this very day.""Did you?" cried Jack."Is it far from this?""No, not half a mile."
"Then lead me to it," said Jack, seizing his axe.
In a few minutes we were all three pushing through the underwood of the forest, headed by Peterkin.
