But they had to continue to fight the seaweed with long poles, and with more shells, and even then it was nearly morning before they were clear of the mess.
"That's an experience I hadn't bargained for," remarked Captain Oscar, as they sped once more on their way. "After this we must keep a better lookout." And they did.
At last they came in sight of the Canadian coast, and rounded Cape Breton into the Gulf of St. Lawrence.
Here Captain Oscar Pelham reported to Admiral Fielding, who was in command of the warships stationed there.
"I am glad to have you here," said the admiral. "We have a big fleet of ships to contend with. They are lying twenty miles out to sea, awaiting a favorable opportunity to attack us."
"And what do you wish the new Holland to do, admiral?" asked the young captain.
"Go out and do all the damage you can before they have a chance to get in here."
"I will do the best I can, sir."
Once more the new Holland was off on her mission of death and destruction.
With the crew went a pale-faced lieutenant from the admiral's flagship, sent on board to watch proceedings.