he
cabin.

"It is but too true, then," thought Amine. "Now to prepare for disaster
and death; the warning has come. I would I could know more. Oh!
mother, mother, look down upon thy child, and in a dream reveal the
mystic arts which I have forgotten,--then should I know more; but I have
promised Philip, that unless separated--yes, that idea is worse than
death, and I have a sad foreboding; my courage fails me only when I
think of that!"

Philip, on his return to the deck, found the crew of the vessel in great
consternation. Krantz himself appeared bewildered--he had not forgotten
the appearance of the Phantom Ship off Desolation Harbour, and the
vessels following her their destruction. This second appearance, more
awful than the former, quite unmanned him; and when Philip came out of
the cabin he was leaning in gloomy silence against the weather-bulkhead.

"We shall never reach port again, sir," said he to Philip, as he came up
to him.

"Silence, silence; the men may hear you."

"It matters not; they think the same," replied Krantz.

"But they are wrong," replied Philip, turning to the seamen. "My lads!
that some disaster may happen to us, after the appearance of this vessel
is most probable; I have seen her before more than once, and disasters
did then happen; but here I am, alive and well, therefore it does not
prove that we cannot escape as I have before done. We must do our best,
and trust in Heaven. The gale is breaking fast, and in a few hours we
shall have fine weather. I have met this Phantom Ship before, and care
not how often I meet it again. Mr Krantz, get up the spirits--the men
have had hard work, and must be fatigued."

The very prospect of obtaining liquor appeared to give courage to the
men; they hastened to obey the order, and the quantity served out was
sufficient to give courage to the most tearful, and induce others to
defy old Vanderdecken and his whole crew of imps. The next morning the
weather was fine, the sea smooth, and the Utrecht went gaily on her
voyage.

Many days of gentle breezes and favouring winds gradually wore off the
panic occasioned by the supernatural appearance; and, if not forgotten,
it was referred to either in jest or with indifference, he now had run
through the straits of Malacca, and entered the Polynesian archipelago.
Philip's orders were to refresh and call for instructions at the small
island of Boton, then in possession of the Dutch. They arrived th