noon
`` Sharp on the weather bow , '' replied the lookout . I looked in the direction indicated , and could just make out a sail . I examined it through the glass , and was satisfied it was the Islander . I had calculated that we ought to be up with her by noon ; but it was evident to me that her captain had been hurrying her , as I did not anticipate he would do . I soon assured myself that she was not on the same course as the Sylvania . She was headed at least a point more to the westward . We had on all the sail it was prudent to carry , and Ben Bowman declared the engine was doing its best .