, after another spell of hard heaving, Moggridge
sang out, "Swings clear, sir!"

"All right," responded Captain Miles, jumping up on a hen-coop by the
taffrail so as to make his voice go further, as well as to command a
clear view of all that was going on, "Hands, make sail!"

On hearing this order those of the crew who were not engaged at the
windlass swarmed up the rigging and threw off the gaskets of the
foresail and mainsail, while a couple of hands ran out on the bowsprit
and unloosed the lashings of the jib, the topsails having been dropped
before I came on board.

"Man the topsail halliards!" then sang out the captain, and with a
cheery cry the yards were run up with a will and the halliards then
belayed.

"Sheet home!" was the next command, whereupon the sails were stretched
out to their full extent, swelling out before the off-shore wind; and
one of the men, by the captain's orders, now going to the helm, a few
turns of the spokes brought the vessel's head round.

"Now, look alive there forward and heave up the anchor!" shouted Captain
Miles.

In another minute the stock of the kedge showed above the bows, when the
catfalls being stretched along the deck, and laid hold of by Moggridge,
the rest of the crew tacking on after him, the flukes were run up to the
cat-head to a rhythmical chorus in which all hands joined, the men
pulling with a will as they yelled out the refrain--

"Yankee John, storm along! Hooray, hooray, my hearties! Pull away,
heave away, Hooray, hooray, my hearties! Going to leave Grenada!"

The clew-garnet blocks now rattled as the main-sheet was hauled aft,
when, the broad sail filling, the _Josephine_ paid off before the wind;
and shortly afterwards she was making her way to leeward towards Saint
Vincent, passing almost within a stone's throw of Fort Saint George, as
she cleared the northern point of the harbour and got out to sea.

The jib and flying-jib were now hoisted as well as the topgallant-sails
and spanker, to get as much of the breeze as we could while it lasted,
so that the vessel began to make fair progress through the water; and
the hands under the superintendence of the two mates were then set to
work coiling down ropes and getting in the slack of the sheets as well
as making things ship-shape amidships, where the deck was still littered
with a good deal of cargo that had not yet been properly stowed.

I was all this time standing by the side of Captain Miles on th