They all agreed that it was a pretty bad ship and they determined to stand by one another.

The council was broken up by a gruff voice: "Come my hearties.

Turn to with a will.

Get your hand spikes and man the windlass." All hands sprang out and quickly the clanking of the windlass chain was heard coming in.

"Look over the head, young fellow," said the mate to Paul, "and see how she is." Paul complied and reported, "straight up and down." Soon after a tug came alongside, the line was passed over to her, the anchor catted and the Pilgrim stood away on her voyage.