He examined the chart very carefully, and satisfied himself that there was water enough for the tug anywhere outside the headlands which projected into the hay.
The Leopard held her course as steadily as though the sick captain were still at the wheel; and the major was entirely satisfied with the qualifications of the new master, after he had watched him for a while.
"Spottswood, how is the captain ?" called the major from the pilot-house.
"Just the same: he don't seem to be any better," replied the sergeant.
"He ought to have a doctor; for the poor fellow may die here, away from any proper attendance," said the major, with more feeling than the new captain supposed he possessed.
"There is a very skilful surgeon on board of the Bellevite," suggested Christy.

"Dr.Linscott served in the army in Mexico, and had a large practice in New York." "Then he shall see Pecklar.

Dr.Linscott is just the sort of a surgeon we want in our army; and I suppose he would not be on board of the Bellevite if he was not of our way of thinking," added the major.
Christy knew he was nothing but a Union man, and not of the way of thinking which the soldier suggested: so he said nothing.

The Leopard was a faster tug than the one which had come off from Fort Gaines, and she came up with the boat which contained Lieutenant Dallberg and his two men, the latter of whom were nearly exhausted with the long pull they had taken; for, as they were not sailors, they did not row to the best advantage.
The new captain rang the bell to stop her, as soon as the boat came near, and the party came on board.

The two men seated themselves on the rail as though they never intended to do another stroke of work, for they had been using the oars most of the time since the evening before.
"Come up here, Dallberg," called the major from the pilot-house.
The lieutenant looked as though he had just been through one war; for he had slept none the night before, and had been on duty without intermission.