Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1873-11-27

|
I'cue shenld. be in such treuble,' said
Denny, after a long look shoreward. ]
g There seems to. be a great deal of:
jumping and dancing in the neighbor-:
| hood. of that fire.. and. not a soul doing
anything: as can: see. toward putting. it
OUT. :Tss,.. II: Z ~
Guess Eli go below now: and get
hit of sleep, ,.kr, Buncle,''; said Capt. !.
| Morrison to his Second-mate. - Call Inc
If anything 'happeis: Y vi y,
! I. And with. this the commanded ,withl
drew r. .l,,.t} 5rst. 4 [s lt:t ll;fr-
I He had scarcely gone. when MI. Ban
Gle; the :second-nlate: approached one of
Ethe, seanfen nnder his. charge, and said
/ i ;...ss Now is,onr chance: Bill. If You'll
call Tom. and the rest for ard we i soon
| arrive at some. :eollelusion. My opinion
| is: that we.had better give the old, tlb't the
|: slip Tonight = ~ l;icfs :: :.
- But the eap'n thinks as how the saw
/ ages may be at this blessed minute kill
| ing of the missionaries on the island, re-,
n,onstrated Bill, energetiealiy. 81. :.
\ Tithinll we had better see Tom. and
1.-THE rest, and make our escape immedi-
{ ately ia the long boat while the:old man
is SHOOTING. y -: ~ Z.
I -"Good! Let's move at once .,... =, j:
/ Half hidden by sundry hamper at the
\ foot of the. main shrouds, Denny. Breeze
had. listened to. every word of this con-
! Yersatiob - +: -, '.'e'',-,5l
q. A general desertion, ell ?" said Den
ny to himself, as he saw the perfdieus
second Innate: becoming the center of "a
/ little knot of eager men forward. This
thing won't work, my fine fellows" rs
| BE lost no. time: in. entering the cabin
and proceeding directly to the command
/ er's ,State-rooln. The old sea-dog was
( Just in the act of s'turning in ..se -
4 q g Why, what ais you, Denny :he
I cried. = You are pale. :" 81,
(; .. Perhaps Ihaye reason. to be. Mr.
! .BUncIe and,a good share of the men are
1 Matching up plot to leave the schooner
/. ia the long boat and make the island.
g What IT tonight ~ es..e.+t..,, ssi.ilr,
ssYes, sirLto-night. - Now is lcur
tinle," they say, while the old man IS
i sleeping. " s.-s.s '<.--5 M ~. =. g..
The commander slipped noiselessly
!. from the cabin, and soon his voice was
heard upon the torecastle. The truth
/ was, he had waited unseen and silent
until the c0nspiratOFs We're about to res
sort to the measure of getting out the
| lohg-boat, and. then he had fallen upon
I them with all the stern authority of his
position and the still sterner authority
of his character.
A few minutes only the din lasted,
and then the commander slipped back TO
the cabin.
GIVE fixed them, he muttered, as he
rubbed his hands gleefully together. 81
waited till they were getting out the
boat, and then went for them. You
can imagine how Buncle is cut up. Mr..
Skill is now in charge of things. Here,
Steward! :"
The steward Immediately responded 10
the call.
make me my usual favorite punch.
added the commander, land let us have
it while it is hot"
The steward bowed understanding,
and set about obeying the order.
After remaining alone in the cabin an
hour or two, musing intently upon all lie
had seen in the direction of the island,
Denny Breeze again took his way to tie
deck, which seemed to him singulary
dark and deserted.
The wind had freshencd notably. A
chopping sea had arisen, and the vessel
was laboring more than she had done for
several days preceding. The heavens
We're nearly obscured by mist of i'm
! pending rain.
''Is it you, Pete ?" asked voice,
as Denny emerged from the catin.
Pete was the colored steward.
"No, it's me-the passenger, Mr..
Breeze, answered Denny.
Z" Oh, it's you, chi" said the voice,
which our hero now recognized as that
of Mr.. Buncle. ''All right, sir. |
thought it was Pete"
Advancing upon the deck, Denny
Breeze continued to look around him,
waiting for the schooner to tack for
ward again.
GA rough night, Mr.. Breeze ?" said
the mate.
g Yes, sir, quite rough" he respond
ed.
''Do you know where the cap'n is ?"
was the next question of Buncle.
''Abed and asleep, sir."
DO you know how sleepy he is? But
of course you don't, and so | will tell
you heiis as sleepy as a good dose of
medicine can make him."
''Do you mean to say he has been
drugged ?" asked Denny.
"That's just what | mean to say. A
good dose of medicine was put in the
punch Pete made just before the old
man turned in"
1t was easy enough for Denny to see
by this time, that something wrong was
taking place-that at the very least the
villainy he had interrupted was gathering
head again.
s. / know not why you tell me this, "
said Denny, but | know I'll soon see
for myself if you are telling me the
TRUTH
He turned toward the cabin.
j" Softly One moment" said Bun
Gle, advancing nearer. want to speak
a word further with you, my young
gentleman"
. Say ON then !"
''What I have to say is this said
Buncle. ''Did you not tell Capt Morri-
son that |, and Tom. and Bill, and some
others of the crew, were about TO run
away in the long-boat ?"
| Denny was not pleased with the situa-
| ton, especially as several of the intended
runaways had gathered about him, but
| his was a soul inaccessible to fear, and
he responded:
Eyes, told Captain Morrison of your
intended flight. What of it ?"
=" You shall soon see, my young ban
! tam, said Buncle, with suppressed pas
sion. "The long-boat is in the water,
duly prOvisioned and stored, and we are
ready to push off in her.
9 But Mr.. Skill ?" cried Denny, look
ing around excitedly. "Where is Mr.
Skill ~
He referred to the executive, in whose
charge Capt. Morrison had left the YES
sci.
"Mr. Skill is bound hand and foot
and gagged in tie forecastle, as are sew
eral of the m who took part with
him." declared Buncle, with brutal inso-
lence.
Denny Breeze. at these words, bound
ed toward the cabin, shouting:
More villain Y, Captain Morrison
Help, Help"
He had scarcely finished this cry, when
he found himself intercepted by several
pairs of hands and numerous fingers
clutching his throat.
Up with him, boys!" was the short
hit fo+ f,11 90