The same day she weighed anchor and stood away on her course to Alameira.

The crew of this little bark was a happy family.

The captain was an easy, quiet humane man and a thorough sailor; the second mate was the owner's son who came out more to gain experience than to do duty as an officer.

This was a far different craft from the blood-stained and wild Pilgrim that was then ploughing her way to the westward.

An oath or an angry word was newer heard on the decks of the George, and the sailors seemed to do more work than the sullen and harassed seamen on the Pilgrim.