"On the port-tack, sir," replied the mate, as he went forward to see the order executed.
Enough hands remained at the capstan to trip the anchor; and, as the jib went up the stay, the anchor was lifted from the bottom. Two hands were at the jib-sheets, and, as the sail began to draw, they trimmed it down; and, for the first time in her brief existence, the Lily began to move under sail through the water.
"Three cheers!" shouted Dory Dornwood; and they were given.
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE TRIAL TRIP OF THE LILY.
Dory Dornwood had been sent to the wheel; and, as the sails of the schooner filled, he met her with the helm. She heeled over a little, and but a little, for the wind was very light in Beechwater. On the shore, everybody connected with the institution in any capacity had assembled to observe the movements of the new vessel. The three cheers in which Dory had led off drew from them a lively response.
In a few minutes the Lily was near the outlet; but the principal directed the captain to make a turn around the lake, so that all could get a good view of her.
"Ready, about!" shouted the commander to the officers, who repeated the order, and all hands took their stations for tacking.
Dory saw that the Lily had a good full. The sails fitted extremely well; for they had been made by the firm recommended by Matt Randolph, who had furnished his father's yacht, as well as many others of the highest class.
"Hard a-lee!" continued the captain, when the vessel was in the right place for coming about.