Ere long, night fell, and the man-of-war and her consorts were out of sight.
The revenue vessel resumed her course towards the nighest port, worked by but four men: the captain, Israel, and two officers.

The cabin-boy was kept at the helm.

As the only foremast man, Israel was put to it pretty hard.

Where there is but one man to three masters, woe betide that lonely slave.

Besides, it was of itself severe work enough to manage the vessel thus short of hands.