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"
You
rejoice
and
despair
at
the
same
time
!
"
"
Yes
;
at
the
idea
of
visiting
New
Zealand
.
"
"
Why
!
have
you
any
trace
?
"
asked
John
,
eagerly
.
"
Have
you
recovered
the
lost
tracks
?
"
"
No
,
friend
John
.
No
one
returns
from
New
Zealand
;
but
still
--
you
know
human
nature
.
All
we
want
to
nourish
hope
is
breath
.
My
device
is
'
Spiro
spero
,
'
and
it
is
the
best
motto
in
the
world
!
"
NEXT
day
,
the
27th
of
January
,
the
passengers
of
the
Macquarie
were
installed
on
board
the
brig.
Will
Halley
had
not
offered
his
cabin
to
his
lady
passengers
.
This
omission
was
the
less
to
be
deplored
,
for
the
den
was
worthy
of
the
bear
.
At
half
past
twelve
the
anchor
was
weighed
,
having
been
loosed
from
its
holding-ground
with
some
difficulty
.
A
moderate
breeze
was
blowing
from
the
southwest
.
The
sails
were
gradually
unfurled
;
the
five
hands
made
slow
work
.
Wilson
offered
to
assist
the
crew
;
but
Halley
begged
him
to
be
quiet
and
not
to
interfere
with
what
did
not
concern
him
.
He
was
accustomed
to
manage
his
own
affairs
,
and
required
neither
assistance
nor
advice
.
This
was
aimed
at
John
Mangles
,
who
had
smiled
at
the
clumsiness
of
some
maneuver
.
John
took
the
hint
,
but
mentally
resolved
that
he
would
nevertheless
hold
himself
in
readiness
in
case
the
incapacity
of
the
crew
should
endanger
the
safety
of
the
vessel
.
However
,
in
time
,
the
sails
were
adjusted
by
the
five
sailors
,
aided
by
the
stimulus
of
the
captain
's
oaths
.
The
Macquarie
stood
out
to
sea
on
the
larboard
tack
,
under
all
her
lower
sails
,
topsails
,
topgallants
,
cross-jack
,
and
jib
.
By
and
by
,
the
other
sails
were
hoisted
.
But
in
spite
of
this
additional
canvas
the
brig
made
very
little
way
.
Her
rounded
bow
,
the
width
of
her
hold
,
and
her
heavy
stern
,
made
her
a
bad
sailor
,
the
perfect
type
of
a
wooden
shoe
.
They
had
to
make
the
best
of
it
.
Happily
,
five
days
,
or
,
at
most
,
six
,
would
take
them
to
Auckland
,
no
matter
how
bad
a
sailor
the
Macquarie
was
.
At
seven
o'clock
in
the
evening
the
Australian
coast
and
the
lighthouse
of
the
port
of
Eden
had
faded
out
of
sight
.
The
ship
labored
on
the
lumpy
sea
,
and
rolled
heavily
in
the
trough
of
the
waves
.
The
passengers
below
suffered
a
good
deal
from
this
motion
.
But
it
was
impossible
to
stay
on
deck
,
as
it
rained
violently
.
Thus
they
were
condemned
to
close
imprisonment
.
