The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1853-05-19

we ar lost - uttered Faulkner, as
he clasped his hands in silent agony.
Lost !" reiterated the captain.
" No, no, that cannot be. Some of them
will surely help US"
"Ben Wallack," ;" returned the mate,
in a tone that made the captains stout
heart beat more quickly. {" You have
not one solitary friend on board the
ship" =,
All but poor Nat Faulkner. 1 have
heard the whole plot, and every part and
parcel of it. Roland is an old slave
dealer, and all the men, with the excep-
ton of four, whom he fr ghtened or per-
suaded to join him, are from st. Donin-
go, from whence they came in company
to pick up the first ship they could meet
with, that suited their purposes. We
are to be murdered tomorrow, and then
Roland intends to run to the coast Of
Benguela, and take in a load of slaves
for either Brazil or Cuba. When the
bloody william began to talk tonight, he
had some thoughts of killing you, and
then trying to gain me into his service,
but he soon rejected the idea, and to-
morrow we both die"
Don't give up yet" said the cap
tain "Some plan may be devised to
thwart them in their villiany."
"No, no, Wallack k-there are sixteen
of them, and we know not how to meet
them. If we drink not their poison they
will kill us. But there is one consola-
tion-we will die together, honest men !"
"By the power of great Heaven, we
will not die :" uttered Wallack, in tone
so loud that it might have proved dan
gerous. "My arm is fit for half do
zen of them. No, no, Faulkner, let me
think. You say Roland thought of re-
tanning you in his piratical services :"
eyes"
"Then I have it. I'll tell you on
the watch tonight"
In the morning, the captain and Fanlk-
ner came upon deck half an hour before
the cook had prepared their breakfast
The captain walked up and down the lee
side of the quarterback several times in
a sort of angry troubled mood, and ut
tering stiAed curses to himself, until, at
length he stopped before his second
mate, and shaking his finger menacinglyI
in his face, he exclaimed
"Mr. Faulkner, that makes the fourth
time that you have, by your lubberly
carelessness, torn up the paper contain
ng my days work n W, if you do it
again, | will disrate you, and put you
before the mast"
Do it as soon as you please" re-
turned Faulkner, his face reddaning with
apparent anger. You won't frighten
me-"
"Don't be insolent, sir"
I" am not insolent" "
" You were"
" It's lie !" uttered Faulkner, act
lally trembling at the sound of his own
words, addressed to his herculean COM
nander.
Capt Wallack took one step forward
Is the word dropped from the officers
ips, on the next instant he dealt him
blow on the breast that prostrated him
lpon the deck.
capt Wallack," said Faulkner, as
he rose from the fall {: "you shall suffer
or this will be avenged as sure as
here is God in Heaven !"
The captain made no rep'y; but turn
ng quickly upon his heel, he went to
lis cabin. Twice did Roland start to
ollow him, but yet he remained on
leck. There was strange light in his
ye as he caught the revengeful express 1
ION upon Faulkner's countenance, and {
hen, as if second thought had struck a
im, he went quickly to the caboose, and !
ave some hurried directions to the cook.
after that he took two or three hurried !
urns up aud down the quarter, and then Q
eckoning to Faulkner, who stood sulk- !
y leaning against the lee rail, he walk
d forward to the bits. The second I
nate followed bis silent request, and in {
moment aftes ts lad passed tie oa-
ooss, re c3ok cAGs cut aa6 ts.sT' ;