The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1893-03-12

and see the fun" I own | was staggered !;
hitherto everything and every one had
given way to my every within and fancy.
and here was one whom l considered the
most ObedIent of my slaves daring to die
tate terms to me.
"Nor tonight" / said. II must CONSIDER
the matter; besides, for my revenge on
Hawkshaw. simple drowning is far too
small q thing To satisfy II; lot me think for
the night. and l will plan an ending for
him which will Guido the imaginlnps of the
most ferocious of our crew" This. l said.
trusting during the night to hit upon some
plan by which might possibly save the
lives of the prisoners: but now / found L
was no longer captain of my own ship.
Partly out of Obstinacy, and partly. hope,
from a small remnant of good IN NE. had
become as Intent on saving the lie
of Hawkshaw as half an hour before l
had been keen upon comprising his death.
well. If yOu can plan some amusement
for the lads l don't mind; but mind. no
treachery and no backing down."
Wilmshurst left me-, and alone l began to
reali.c. though but family indeed, what q
position / had placed myself in and how
every way to escape was barred. If l saved
Hawkeh3w he would. and rightly too. de-
nounce me, and there would be no portion
of the world where l could be safe from
the British navy. If | allowed him to be
murdered l fell more and more into the
power of Wilmshurst, who. now that he
had me completely In his power. began TO
remove the mask of cOt6 plete subservience
to my every thought and wish which be
had hitherto worn.
Harassed by conflicting emotions | did
what l had never done in all my life before.
i called for brandy and gulped down glass
after glass of the fiery spirit TO try and
drown thought. / have faint remem brances
of what occurred that night. a sort of night
mare recollection of q fierce struggle. of a
stunning crash and then complete oblivion.
When next / recovered consciousness /
was IN my COT. slung under "A screen on the
quarter deck. my head was bandaged and
aching as IL IL would split, and close by my
side was standing Wiinshurst.
Ali come round at last" he said; 81
thought you were going TO gave us the slip.
but now you are conscious again 1t Will
soon be well with YOU"
SO completely had my memoir gone from
me that all recollection of the voyage to
the Congo was for the time wiped away,
and | asked Wilmshurst what was the mat
ter and where We were.
"Wherei Why, on board the Alligator;
nothing the matter but q cargo of niggers
on board. and Havana within two days
sail of u.s."
This gave me O clew to some part of what
/ had forgotten.
IN here's Hawkshaww l asked.
"Hawkshaw. the Englishmani Why.
Davy Jones's locker, and lid his best that
you should 20 there with him. But there,
you are still weak. and there's no use excit-
ing you; when you are well enough I'll spin
you the warn. and You'll be more amused
by it than any one else. May be there'll be
no need to spin it. for Is you get better
your memory will come back to you. Now
the best shing you can do is to drink this
soup and 90 to sleep again. Your black
guards W have some human feelings
left. for while you've been Ill they've been
as quiet as mice. l can't understand how
il Is. but believe they're fond of you.
Fond of the Devil, Ha! hap
/ drank the soup which he offered me,
and then lay In my cot trying to think and
to remember what had occurred; aud then
there came back to my mind memories of
nv mother, and thoughts of her love and
kindness. and how one touch of her soft.
cool hand would still the ~throbbinR of my
brow. Then | thought how ast0nished she
would be To see her son q SLAYER and u pirate,
and from that to how grieved she would
be. aud thought perchancoin another world
her gentle spirit might even now be grew
ing for my sins. The thoughts were too