The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1866-02-27

took iheir places, mu#ad their ears, hueA
led o. their euilasses. AID loaded lhsir pll
tois Foar msa only were len IN eharg
Of lhs sAip. When pistol was hrsd frOs
'fe beat, they we're 70 reply wah q sun =
a signal Of attention.
r The men pulled swif,ly and sileasly IN
% TIE blight, keeping as close as possible
70 The shadow Of ihe Jungle Of glsanI'
y reeds that covered the sides Of The lagoon
T. They did not dare yet to vonture inte
The mid channel TO even obtain a glimps'
e oi tho further shores. where the phantom
ship tit i were indeed manned BY assh
b apd bloodl might be lying.
e The boy captain, a. tie last clump o.
/. bush, cried Ship your oars 7 and there
they lay crouched, peering through the
boughs Of the huge polsouous.hlossomed
irees that lrailed inIo the water.
, IL was by this time day break Imaa'
Inc the brave lads rapture, on standing up
m the beat and parting the bows with bis
hands, 10 behold, not hye hundred yards
ou, the phantom ship, \ lovely ing, rekish,
10 inguose schooner, painted greyish,
white, the better to elude observation at
night (grey being peculiarly vanishing
coloar) II was at anchor. The only men
visible were Two or three negroes, leaning
hali.asleep, over the stern, fishing, and Iuc-
kiiy with their backs turned towards the
place where tho Spilire's boat lay hid.
Pows turned round, his face was beaming
with triumph, and in a cautious whisper
communicated the glorious news TO Gask.
ct and the boats crew.
Gasket was as brave as a lion, but be
was unaccusIomed to act on his own res
possibility, and ho dreaded the rashness
Of midshipman. lie coughed, locked,
hard At special rowloek, rubbed it With
his great horney 6st, and multered some
thing about
'Spose il's hambuscade What can we
do agn forty Portuguese and as for blacks,
they can fire muskets as well as white men,.
Cha said Powis, speaking between
his bait clenched teeth. DO YOU think
my brains are all leather, like yours?--
Don't see that the rascals are gone ashore
TO bring slaves from the barracoon p
There can be no one on board but a Mig
ger and sick man or two. | tell you,
mcn, III go alone, and swim 70 il, II you
are all cowards.'
This fired the damp powder ofthe old
5 'a-dog's spirit There is drop or Gains
cruel blood at the bottom Of most mems
hearts.
'Avast with your cowar1sl be cried
pulling out his cutlass, and running his
big Ihunb along the edge in most busi-
Aess like way. IL was bad omen for the
slayers men.
Powis's eyes glistened as he seized old
Gasket's hand, and took of his own cap,
aud waved H. Then he and the men took
'at Their pistols and looked to the locks, or
iIgh cnad the r belts, and slung round their
'utla,ses snugger for their hands.
he boy-captaln's speech was spoken
n low but firm voice Men, he said,
We may be doing safe thing, or we may
Ie golug TO our death, for, even If we do
;el the SLAYER safe, our captain and com.
hdes may not return in time TO help us II
he dogs dare TO try and get her back
I we de, let US die like Englishmen, true
our God and our Queen; we must hold
oSe'her book 10 back, and no flmchers.--
we lal' they will al least say in Eng.
tnd that we deserved TO have succeeded.
iod bd with u.s. and guide us 10 victory
y our cause is good cause. Now then,
icn, give way with a will, and board her 7
Pull straight for her, SpitGres + cried
iaskei, and out the boat flew from between
be branches as If il was driven by steam.
The water was scarcely spIashed by the
ars. II seemed only an instant after that
ie boat lay alongside The phantom ship,
nd, headed by Powis, the boarders dashed
ke wild cats at the main chains, and
orang on deck with an English hurrah
lat was full Of cheerful courage.
Three or four frightened negroes and
y 0 Portuguese sprang TO arms, but
10y wero cut down or beaten down IN
'oment One Spitlire was shot in the
I'm, but with the exception o! that caSu,
ny, and knife.cnt on Powiss sword.
fist, The daring assailanis suffered no
Irt, The phantom ship was their own.
Well done J cried Powia, wrapping
lndkcrchief round his wrist. The dog
ied bard TO get at my throat, but gave
m No. 3, Gasket, and that II last him for
me time. See TO him; he must'n. bleed
ldeath. The ships our own NV get
} tile anchor, for we must move her off,
Tie fred his pistol, and the Sptlire on.
'ered with gun, as agreed on.
We haY'nt too much time, he said, for
rectiy the blackguard, hear the row
ey be after US. Now, With will, lads,
d Ill take capstan bar my eli, for I've
I my left hand all right still
And they did work with will. They
and some slaves in the hold, and made,
sm, too, help. In an incredible short
% The vessels head was turned, and
e and the Spitfire were working down
; lagoon, towards the old mooring place.
And now, in the lull OF excitement. the
" nature began 10 crop up again.--
lce more on board the Spitfre, and
wn In the cabin, he danced hornpipes
j hugged Jekyll. Nor was JekyIl one
~ less delighted.
Only think, Jekyl, how pleased the
vernon and master will To 10 hear how
took The SLAYER