"have i done anything to offend the flag-officer, or has he no confidence in me?" asked christy, who heard in utter surprise that he was ordered to new york in command of the vixen.
"certainly not, mr. passford," replied captain blowitt, with a deprecatory smile which was almost enough to satisfy the young officer. "what could have put such an idea as that into your head?"
"it looked to me just as though i was sent away simply as a prize-master because my services were not needed down here where there is fighting, and is likely to be a great deal more of it," added christy, not yet quite satisfied. "perhaps i am banished for the crime of audacity."
"that is a little too bad, christy," said the commander, shaking his head. "i promised not to use that word again, and you ought not to twit 324 me for it, for it was only a pleasantry on my part."
"it was the farthest thing in the world from my mind to twit you for the word; i was only afraid that they considered me an imprudent officer on board of the flagship. i beg your pardon, captain blowitt, and i will never again remind you of the conversation we had on the subject of audacity," answered christy, rising from his chair and taking the commander by the hand.
"it is all right, christy, my dear fellow," replied the captain, coming down from the dignified manner of the navy. "i think we understand each other perfectly, and i don't wish to part with the shadow of a shadow between us. we have sailed together too long to be anything but the best of friends; and the fate of poor dashington reminds me that we may never meet again in this world."
"whatever you say and whatever you do, captain blowitt, we can never be anything but the best of friends, and, so far as you are concerned, i never had an instant of doubt or suspicion."
"now, christy," interposed paul vapoor, "you entirely mistake the motive which has led to your 325 appointment to the vixen, for i happen to know something about it. you are not sent simply as a prize-master to new york, but you are put in temporary command of the vixen because an able, vigilant, courageous officer was required."
"then i wonder all the more that i was selected," added christy.
"you wonder!" exclaimed paul, looking intently into the brown face of the young officer, apparently to discover if there was not some affectation in this manifestation of modesty.
there was nothing like affectation in the composition of christy passford, and whatever he had done to distinguish himself, he had done strictly in the line of his duty, and from the purest of patriotic motives. it was the most difficult thing in the world to make him believe that he had done "a big thing," though all others on board of his ship believed it with all their might. paul vapoor knew what everybody thought of his friend, and he was surprised that he should be so innocent and ignorant of the great reputation he had won.
"i do wonder," replied christy, earnestly and honestly. "i believe i am about the youngest 326 officer in the fleet, and if this service requires an able officer, it seems very strange to me that i should have been selected."
"captain breaker was consulted in regard to you, though he was not asked to name a commander, for the flag-officer had thought of you himself, and no doubt he had just been reading your report of your voyage to the gulf in the bronx," said paul, laughing. "i don't see how he could do otherwise than select you, christy."
"you are chaffing me, paul, as you do sometimes," said christy with a smile.
"then the expression of my honest opinion, which is also the opinion of every other officer in the ship, is chaffing you," retorted the engineer.
"i am satisfied; and i am sorry i said a word," added the subject of all these remarks.
"it is a very important and responsible situation to which you are ordered, mr. passford," said captain blowitt, putting on his dignity again. "not a few steamers fitted up in part for service as confederate men-of-war, in spite of neutrality treaties, are expected on the coast. you have diminished the number by two, and i hope you will be able to make a still further reduction of 327 that fleet. we have three vessels to send on for condemnation, and your orders will inform you that there are several others, including another steamer, at key west; and a confederate armed steamer could easily recapture the whole of them. you will have to protect a fleet of at least seven vessels; and this command ought to satisfy your ambition. you will also have charge of a despatch bag, to be forwarded to washington at once; and this must not fall into the hands of the enemy. sink or burn it if you are captured."
"i don't intend to be captured," added christy with a smile.
"i remember that you were taken by the enemy on one occasion, and misfortunes may come to the best of officers. you must get ready to sail at once; but you must write your report of your expedition before you leave," added captain blowitt, as he rose from his chair, and the trio left the cabin.
christy gaped several times during the latter part of the interview, for he had not slept a wink during the preceding night. he went to the ward room and began to write his report, while the bronx and the vixen proceeded towards the 328 three vessels which had been captured. it was well that they did so, for as they approached the havana and her consorts they discovered quite a fleet of boats coming out from behind the seahorse key, evidently intending to recapture the prizes in the absence of the gunboat. they retired at once as she approached.
christy was a rapid writer, and his report was soon finished, for the subject was still very fresh in his mind, and he never attempted to do any "fine writing." he had packed his valises, and he took an affectionate farewell of the captain, flint, and sampson, as well as the ship's company in a more general way, though he said he expected to be back again in a few weeks. the vixen's boat was waiting for him, and he embarked in it with paul vapoor. in a few minutes he ascended to the deck of the steamer, and the side was manned at his appearance. he was presented to the officers of the ship by the engineer, and all three of them were older men than christy, though he was their senior in rank, for his commission had been dated back to his enlistment in the navy.
every one of the officers was a stranger to christy, though there were a few men who had 329 served in the bellevite, but not in her original crew. with the customary proceedings he took command of the vixen, and he found from sundry remarks made to him or dropped in his hearing that his reputation was already established on board. he directed the executive officer to follow the bronx. in a short time the screw was stopped in the vicinity of the prizes. the bronx reclaimed the men left on board of the havana, and captain lonley was sent on board of the vixen.
christy had been down into his cabin, and taken a hasty glance at the ward room. in addition to his own apartments like those on board of the bronx, though they were larger, he found a state room opening from the foot of the companion way, and another from the passage way leading to his principal cabin. these two rooms he appropriated to the use of mr. pembroke and his daughter, though they were very well provided for on board of the havana. they were invited on board, and gratefully accepted the accommodations tendered to them.
mr. amblen was to retain the place assigned to him as prize-master, and two competent men were found to take charge of the schooners. all 330 the arrangements were completed in a couple of hours, and the prizes of the bronx were started at once. the negroes were employed in transferring the deckload of the havana to the holds of the schooners, which were not quite full.
the engineer of the bellevite was to return to her in the bronx, and he shook hands at parting with christy, giving him a letter to miss florry passford; and even her brother could not help seeing that he was greatly interested in her. three rousing cheers went up from the bronx as the screw of the vixen began to turn, and she started on her voyage.
the new commander, though he was very sleepy, gave his first moments to an examination of the vessel. the carpenter and his gang were still engaged in repairing the damage done to her in the engagement with the bellevite. she was about the size of the two steamers captured by the bronx, and coming out of the small steamer, she seemed quite large. she carried a midship gun of heavy calibre, and four broadside pieces. she had a crew of sixty men, besides those employed in the engineer's department, selected from the fleet, for the mission of the steamer was regarded as a very important one.
331 "your machine looks well, mr. caulbolt," said christy, as he went to the engine room in making his round with the executive officer.
"i fancy it is as good as can be built on the other side of the water," replied the chief engineer.
"do you know anything in regard to the speed of the vixen, for that may be a very important matter with us?" asked the commander.
"i do not know very much yet, sir, but i think she is a fast steamer. mr. vapoor told me that the bellevite made twenty-two knots in chasing her, and that no other vessel in the navy could have overhauled her. he gave me the figures," added mr. caulbolt, taking a paper from his pocket. "i think she is good for eighteen knots when driven hard."
"i dare say that will do," replied christy, finishing his examination and retiring to his cabin.
he found mr. pembroke and his daughter there. the young lady presented him to her father, who appeared to be about fifty years of age. he was very gentlemanly in his manners, and thanked the captain heartily for the courtesy and kindness with which he had been treated. 332 later in the voyage he learned that mr. pembroke's wife and son had been killed some years before in a railroad accident, and that the money recovered from the corporation was about his only fortune. miss bertha, as her father called her, had been educated to become a teacher, but when his health failed, she had devoted herself wholly to him. they had gone to georgia just before the war, and had lived in the pine woods nearly two years.
"my health is very much improved, and the genial climate just suited my case; but in the present situation, i had rather die at home than live in the south," said the invalid in conclusion.
"father is ever so much better than when we came to georgia," added bertha.
christy looked at her, and he had never seen a young lady before who made such a decided impression upon him. of course the reason for this was that she was so dutiful and devoted to her sick father, for not every young and beautiful maiden would have been so entirely unselfish as she was. the commander could not help looking at her till he made her blush by the intensity of his gaze, and after all, it is possible that christy 333 was as human as other young men of his age. he had never been so affected before, and he hardly knew what to make of it; but he concluded that it was not because she was so pretty, but because she was so good, and so devoted to her father.
in due time the vixen and her convoy reached key west. he found only two schooners and a steamer, all loaded with cotton, awaiting his coming, for two others had been sent with another steamer. christy went on board of them, and as the sea was smooth, he arranged them as he had the others, though tow lines were ready in case of need, and the fleet sailed for the north.
