“The first name on the list is Sheridan,” continued Mr. Lowington; and the usual demonstration when popular officers obtained good positions was made. “Capt. Sheridan, I congratulate you on the high rank you have won; and you have the right to choose any position in the fleet.”
“I prefer to remain where I am,” replied Sheridan. And Mr. Pelham made a record of his choice.
“The next name is that of Thomas Speers,” said Mr. Lowington.
The announcement seemed to create as much surprise as when the same name had been mentioned in the harbor of Gibraltar, two months before. But all the ship’s company of the Ville d’Angers manifested a tremendous enthusiasm.
“Good boy, darlint!” screamed O’Hara, grasping Tom’s hand, and wringing it with hearty good-will. “That’s what all your hard study manes; and I rather you had this place than have it myself.”
“What place do you elect?” asked the principal.
“I am sure you will come next, and I shall take the position of first lieutenant of our steamer,” whispered Tom to his late captain.
“Bother with you! don’t do any thing of the sort! my name may not come till the fortieth, and then where shall we be?” protested O’Hara. “He will take the place of captain of the Frisbone,” he added, turning to the principal.
“You must speak for yourself, Mr. Speers,” said the principal, with a smile.
“Will you tell me what name comes next on the list, Mr. Lowington?” asked Tom.