Noon
Shortly after this it fell calm ; and advantage was taken of the brief period of inactivity preceding the springing up of the land-breeze to apportion the few effective hands remaining to us as fairly as possible between the schooner and her prize , the latter being , of course , put under Courtenay 's command , with Pottle , the quarter-master , as lieutenants , gun-room officers , and midshipmen all rolled into one . Courtenay 's crew , with their kits and hammocks , were transferred to the felucca in good time to fill on her and stand on in the wake of the _ Foam _ with the first of the land-breeze ; and then , with Pottle in temporary charge of the prize , and Tompion keeping a lookout on the deck of the schooner , Courtenay and I , more firmly knit together than ever by the trying events of the day we had just passed through , sat down to talk matters quietly over together while we discussed the very creditable dinner which the steward had provided for us . On the following morning the melancholy task of burying our dead was performed , both vessels being hove to , with their colours ' hoisted half - mast high , during the ceremony ; and I think it was a very great relief to all hands when , the poor fellows -- ten in all , including O'Flaherty -- having been consigned with all solemnity to their last resting-place beneath the heaving billow , we were able to fill away again and resume our course to the northward and eastward . Noon that day found us three miles to windward of the Anguilas , situate at the south-east extremity of the Cay Sal Bank ; and an hour later the lookout on board the _ Foam _ reported a sail , apparently a large schooner , on our weather-beam , running up the Old Channel under easy canvas . The breeze was then blowing rather fresh at about east by north , the _ Foam _ thrashing along with her lee covering-board awash , her royal stowed , and her topmasts whipping about like a couple of fishing - rods ; whilst the felucca was about three miles ahead of us and broad on our weather bow , going two feet to our one , and weathering on us at every plunge . We were consequently sailing at right angles to the stranger , and rather drawing away from the line of her course than otherwise ; yet such was the speed with which she came along that in half an hour she was hull-up from our deck . It now became apparent that she was manifesting a certain amount of curiosity as to who and what we might happen to be ; for instead of gradually revealing her starboard broadside to us , as she would have done had she held on her original course , she was gradually hauling her wind by keeping her bowsprit pointed straight for us .