Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1873-11-26

Yes, sir it does, assented Denny.
And it IS a house aGrc," affirmed Capt.
Morrison, after long look through his glass.
And it 5 curious that none OF the savages who
are running about make the least effort to put
it out. And now that look again, it seems
to me that the burning house is exactly 10
The direction Of the one Mr.. Fortcscue oc-
cupied. "
Denny Breeze turned pale at this sugscs-
ton
oh, hope not sir ".hc exclaimed.
ut would be horrible if Ellie Fortescuc
should he in such trouble" said Denny, after j
long look shorcwarl. There seems to be d
great deal Of jumping aud dancing in the
neighborhood Of that fire, and pot Il soul do
ing anything as | can see toward putting 1t
Out
Guess I'll go below now and get bit Of
sleep, MIR. Buncle, said Capt. Morrison to his
second mate "Call me if anything hap
pens.
Aud with this the commander withdrew,
He had scarcely gone when Mr.. Buucle, the
sccJnd mate, approached one OF the seameu
under his charge, and said:
Now is our chance, Bill. IF you'll call
Tom, and the rest for ard, vel soon arrive at
some conclusion. My opinion is that we
But the cap'n thinks as how the savages
may be at this blessed minute killing of the
missionaries on the Island, demonstrated Bill
energetcaily.
Il think we had better see Tom, and the
rest, and make our escape Immediately IN the
long boat while the old man is snovzIng."
''Gond Let's move at once.
Half hidden by sundry bumper at the foot Of
n h roujs DANNY Rrncya had listened
to every word Of this conversation.
"a general desertiou, ell - said Denny to
himself. as he saw the perfdious sccond-mate
becoming the centre of a little knot of eager
men forward. This thing won't work, my
fuc fellows"
He lost no time 10 entering the cabin and pro-
cccdug directly to the commanders state
room. The old sea-dog was just in the act Of
turning in. "
why, what ails you, Denny? he cried.
You are pale.
perhaps | have reason to be. Mr.. Buncle
and good share Of the men are hatching up
plot to leave the schooner in long boat and
make the island
What !--to-oightY
YES, sir to. ght. Now is our time.
they say, while the old Dan is sleeping y
The commander slipped noiSecssly from the
cabin, aud soon his voice was heard upon the
tOrcastlc The truth was, he had waited un
seen and silent until the c0nsplrators were
about to resort to the measure OF getting out
the long-boat, and then he had fallen upon
them with all the stern authority of his p ton
and the still s!erncr authority Of his character.
A few minutes only the din lasted. and then
the commander slipped back to the cabin.
I've fixed them he muttcrcd, as he rub
bed his hands geefuly together Il waited
till they were getting out the boat, and then
went for them You can imagine how Buncle
is cut up. Mr. Skill is DOW in charge Of things.
Here, steward
The steward Immediately responded to the
call
Make me my usual favorite punch. added
the commander, aud let Us have it while it is
hot"
The steward bowed undcrstandingly, and set
about obeying the order.
After remainng alone in the cabin an hour
or two, musing intently upon all he had seen
in the direction OF the island Denny Breeze
again took his way to the deck, which seemed
TO him singu!ar|y dark and deserted.
The wind had rcshcned notably. A chop
ping sea had arisen, and the vessel was labor
ing more than she had done for several days
preceding. The heavens We're nearly obScured
by mist Of impending rain
is it you, Pete?' asked voice, as Denny
emerged from the cabin.
Pete was the culurtd steward.
mo, its me-thc passenger, Mr.. Breeze,
answered Denny
"Oh, It's you, ch?' said the voice, which
our hero now recognized as that OF Mr.. Buncle.
"All right, sir. | thought 1t was Pete.
Advancing upon the deck, Denny Breeze
continued to lock around him, waiting Tor the
schooner to tack forward again.
"A rough night, Mr.. Brctzc?' said the
mate.
Yes, sir, quite rough" he responded,
''Do you know where the cap'n ISL was the
next question of Buuce.
AIDED and asleep, sir.
DO you know how sleepy he is? But of
course you don't, and so will tell you he Is
as sleepy as good dose OF medicine can make
him"
DO you mean to say that he has been drug
gcd?' asked Denny.
That's just what | mean to say. \ good
dose of medicine was put in the punch Pete
made just before the old man turned 10.
1t was easy enough for DcuDy to see, BY
this time, that something wrong was taking
iidCe -LNdI dI tuc 'ely iedot lllC 'hlaiuy III
had interrupted was gathering head again.
II know not why you tell me this, " said
Denny, but | know that iii soou see for my
self il you are telling me the truth.
He turned toward the cabin.
Softly One momeDt!" said Bunce, adj
vaucing nearer Il want to speak a word fur
ther with you, my young gentleman
''Say on, then y
what l have to say is this said Buocle,
"Did you not tell Capt. Morrison that |, and
Tom. and Bill, and some others of the crew,
were about to run away in the long boat
Denny was DOT pleased with the situation,
especially as several of the intended runaways
had gathered about him, but his was soul To-
accessible to fear, and he responded
YES. told Captain Morrison Of your in
tended flight. What ofit?'
You shall soon see, my young bantam,
said Buucle, with suppressed passion. The
long boat is in the water, duly provsloned and
stored, aud we are ready to push off IN her
'But Mr.. Skill?'' cried Denny, looking
,r.,,,l oy.;to1l, s.Wbor, - Mr. Skill p