A Pirate of the Caribbees.
by Harry Collingwood.
CHAPTER ONE.
A FRIGATE FIGHT IN MID-ATLANTIC.
"Eight bells, there, sleepers; d"ye hear the news?--Rouse and bitt, my hearties! Show a leg! Eight bells, Courtenay! and Keene says he will be much obliged if you will relieve him as soon as possible!"
These words, delivered in a tone of voice that was a curious alternation of a high treble with a preternaturally deep ba.s.s--due to the fact that the speaker"s voice was "breaking"--and accompanied by the reckless banging of a tin pannikin upon the deal table that adorned the midshipmen"s berth of H.M. frigate _Althea_, instantly awoke me to the disagreeable consciousness that my watch below had come to an end, especially as the concluding portion of the harangue was addressed to me personally, and accompanied by a most uncompromising thump upon the side of my hammock. So I surlily growled an answer--
"All right, young "un; there"s no occasion to make all that hideous row!
Just see if you can make yourself useful by finding Black Peter, will you, and telling him to brew some coffee."
The lad was turning away to do my bidding when a pattering of naked feet became audible as their owner approached, while a husky voice e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed--
"Who"s dat axin" for Brack Petah? Was it you, Mistah Courtenay?" And at the same instant the shining, good-natured, grinning visage of a gigantic negro appeared in the narrow doorway, through which the fellow instantly pa.s.sed into the berth, bearing a big pot of steaming hot coffee.
"Ay, you black demon, I it was," answered I. "Is that coffee you have there? Then find my cup and fill it, there"s a good fellow, and I"ll owe you a gla.s.s of grog."
"Hi, yi!" answered the black, his eyes sparkling and his teeth gleaming hilariously, "who you call "brack demon," eh, sah? Who eber hear of brack demon turnin" out at four o"clock in de mornin" to make coffee for young gentermen, eh? And about de grog, Mistah Courtenay; how many gla.s.ses do dis one make dat you now owe me, eh, sah? Ansah me dat, sah.
You don" keep no account, I expec"s, sah, but _I_ do. Dis one makes seben, Mistah Courtenay, and I"d be much obleege, sah, if you"d pay some of dem off. It am all bery well to say you"ll _owe_ "em to me, sah, but what"s de use ob dat if you don" nebber _pay_ me, eh?"
"_Pay_ you, you rascal?" shouted I, as I sprang to the deck and began hastily to scramble into my clothes, "do you mean to say that you have the impudence to actually expect to _be paid_? Is it not honour and reward enough that a gentleman condescends to become _indebted_ to you?
Pay, indeed! why, what is the world coming to, I wonder?"
"Bravo, Courtenay, well spoken!" shouted young Lindsay, the lad who had so ruthlessly interrupted my slumbers, "how well you express yourself; you ought to be in Parliament, man! Give it him again; bring him to his bearings. The impudence of the fellow is getting to be past endurance!
Now then, you black swab, where"s the sugar? Do you suppose we can drink that stuff without sugar?"
After a search of some duration the sugar was eventually found in a locker, in loving contiguity to an open box of blacking, some boot brushes, a box of candles, a few fragments of brown windsor,--one of which had somehow found its way into the bowl,--and a few other fragrant trifles. In my haste to get on deck, and betrayed by the feeble light of the purser"s dip, which just sufficed to render the darkness visible, I managed to convey this stray morsel of soap into my coffee along with the sugar wherewith I intended to sweeten it, and only discovered what I had done barely in time to avoid gulping down the soap along with the scalding liquid into which I had plunged it. A midshipman, however, soon loses all sense of squeamishness, so I contented myself with muttering a sea blessing upon the head of the unknown individual who had deposited this "matter in the wrong place," and dashed up the hatchway to relieve the impatient Keene.
I shivered and instinctively b.u.t.toned my jacket closely about me as I stepped out on deck, for, mild and bland as the temperature actually was, it felt raw and chill after the close, stifling atmosphere of the midshipman"s berth. It was very dark, for it was only just past the date of the new moon, and the thin silver sickle--which was all that the coy orb then showed of herself--had set some hours before; moreover, there was a thin veil of mist or sea fog hanging upon the surface of the water, through which only a few of the brighter stars could be faintly distinguished near the zenith. There was no wind--it had fallen calm the night before about sunset, and we were in the Horse lat.i.tudes--and the frigate was rolling uneasily upon a short, steep swell that had come creeping up out from the north-east during the middle watch, the precursor, as we hoped, of the north-east trades--for we were in the very heart of the North Atlantic, and bound to the West Indies. I duly received the anathemas of my shipmate Keene at my tardy appearance on deck, hurled a properly spirited retort after him down the hatchway, and then made my way up the p.o.o.p ladder to tramp out my watch on the lee side of the deck--if there can be such a thing as a lee side when there is no wind.
It was dreary work, this tramping fore and aft, fore and aft, with nothing whatever to engage the attention, and nothing to do. I therefore eagerly watched for, and hailed with delight, the first faint pallid brightening of the eastern sky that heralded the dawn; for with daylight there would at least be the ship"s toilet to make--the decks to holystone and scrub, bra.s.swork and guns to clean and polish, the paintwork to wash, sheets and braces to flemish-coil, and mayhap something to see, as well as the possibility that with the rising of the sun we might get a small slant of wind to push us a few miles nearer to the region where the trade wind was merrily blowing.
The dawn came slowly--or perhaps it merely _seemed_ to my impatience to do so--and with daylight the mist that had hung about the ship all night thickened into a genuine, unmistakable fog, so thick that when standing by the break of the p.o.o.p it was impossible to see as far as the jib-boom end.
The fog made Mr Hennesey, our second lieutenant and the officer of the watch, uneasy,--as well it might, for we were in the early spring of the year 1805, and Great Britain was at war with France, Spain, and Holland, at that time the three most formidable naval powers in the world, next to ourselves, and the chances were that every second ship we might meet would be an enemy,--and at length, just as seven bells were being struck, he turned to me and said--
"Mr Courtenay, you have good eyes; just jump up on to the main-royal yard, will you, and take a look round. This fog packs close, but I do not believe it reaches as high as our mastheads, and I feel curious to know whether anything has drifted within sight of us during the night."
I touched my hat, and forthwith made my way into the main rigging, glad of even a journey aloft to break the dismal monotony of the blind, grey, stirless morning, and in due time swung myself up on to the slender yard, the sail of which had been clewed up but not furled. But, alas!
the worthy second luff was mistaken for once in his life; it was every whit as thick up there as it was down on deck, and not a thing could I see but the fore and mizzenmasts, with their intricacies of standing and running rigging, their tapering yards, and their broad s.p.a.ces of wet and drooping canvas, hanging limp and looming spectrally through the ghostly mist-wreaths. I was about to hail the deck and report the failure of my experimental journey, but was checked in the very act by feeling something like a faint stir in the damp, heavy air about me; another moment and a dim yellow smudge became visible on the port beam, which I presently recognised as the newly risen sun struggling to pierce with his beams the ponderous ma.s.ses of white vapour that were now slowly working as though stirred by some subtle agency. By imperceptible degrees the pallid vision of the sun brightened and strengthened, and presently I became conscious of a faint but distinct movement of the air from off the port quarter, to which the cloths of the sail against which my feet dangled responded with a gentle rustling movement.
"On deck, there!" I shouted, "it is still as thick as a hedge up here, sir, but it seems inclined to clear, and I believe we are going to have a breeze out from the north-east presently."
"So much the better," answered the second luff, ignoring the first half of my communication; "stay where you are a little longer, if you please, Mr Courtenay."
"Ay, ay, sir!" answered I, settling myself more comfortably upon the yard. And while the words were still upon my lips the stagnant air about me once more stirred, the great s.p.a.ces of canvas beneath me swelled sluggishly out with a small pattering of reef-points from the three topsails, and a gentle creak of truss and parrel, as the strain of the filling canvas came upon the yards; and I saw the brightening disc of the sun begin to sweep round until it bore broad upon our larboard quarter. Then some sharp words of command from the p.o.o.p, in Mr Hennesey"s well-known tones,--dulcet as those of a bullfrog with a bad cold,--came floating up to me, followed by the shrill notes of the boatswain"s pipe and his hoa.r.s.e bellow of, "Hands make sail!" A few minutes of orderly confusion down on deck and on the yards below me now ensued, and when it ceased the _Althea_ was running square away before the languid but slowly strengthening breeze, with studding-sails set on both sides.
Meanwhile the log was gradually clearing, for it was now possible to see to a distance of fully three lengths of the ship on either hand, before the curling and sweeping wreaths of vapour shut out the tiny dancing ripples that seemed to be merrily racing the ship to port and starboard.
Occasionally a break or clear s.p.a.ce in the fog-bank swept down upon and overtook us, when it would be possible to see for a distance of a quarter of a mile for a few seconds; then it would thicken again and be as blinding as ever. But every break that came was wider than the one that preceded it, showing that the windward edge of the bank was rapidly drawing down after us; and as these breaks occurred indifferently on either side of, or sometimes on both sides at once, with now and then a clear s.p.a.ce right astern to give a spice of variety to the proceedings, my eyes, as may be guessed, were kept pretty busy.
At length an opening, very considerably wider than any that had thus far reached us, came sweeping down upon our starboard quarter, and as I peered into it, endeavouring to pierce the veil of fog that formed its farther extremity, I suddenly became aware of a vague shape indistinctly perceptible through the intervening wreaths of mist that were now sweeping rapidly along before the steadily freshening breeze. I saw it but during the wink of an eyelid, when it was shut in again, but I knew at once what it was; it could be but one thing--a ship, and I forthwith hailed--
"On deck, there! there"s a strange sail about a mile distant, sir, broad on our starboard quarter!"
"Thank you, Mr Courtenay," promptly responded the "second."
"What do you make her out to be?"
"It is impossible at present to say anything definite about her, sir," I answered. "I saw her but for a second, and then only very indistinctly, but she loomed up through the fog like a craft of about our own size."
"Very well, sir," answered Hennesey; "stay where you are, and keep a sharp lookout for her next appearance."
Once more I returned the stereotyped, "Ay, ay, sir!" as I sent my glances searching round the ship for further openings. The next that overtook us swept down upon our port quarter; it was fully a mile and a half wide, and when it bore about four points abaft the beam another shape slid into it, not vague and shadowy this time, as the other shape had been, but clearly distinct--a frigate, unmistakably, under a similar spread of canvas to our own, and as nearly as possible our own size. So close indeed was the resemblance that for a second or two I was disposed to fancy that by some strange trick of light and reflection the fog was treating me to a picture of the old _Althea_ herself, but a more steadfast scrutiny soon dispelled the illusion. There were certain unmistakable points of difference between this second apparition and ourselves, some of which were so strongly characteristic that I at once set her down as a French frigate.
The plot was thickening, and it was not wholly without a certain feeling of exhilaration that I again hailed the deck--
"A frigate broad on our port quarter, sir, with a very Frenchified look about her!"
"Thank you again, Mr Courtenay," answered Hennesey, with an unmistakable ring of delight in his jovial Irish accent, which, by the way, had a trick of growing more p.r.o.nounced under the influence of excitement. "Ah, true for you, there she is," he continued, "I have her! Mr Hudson, have the kindness to jump below and fetch me my gla.s.s, will ye, and look alive, you shmall anatomy!"
A gentle ripple of subdued laughter from the forecastle at this sally of our genial "second" floated up to me from the forecastle, a glimpse of which I could just catch under the foot of the fore-topsail, and I could see that the men were all alive down there with pleasurable excitement at the prospect of a possible fight. Young Hudson--a smart little fellow, barely fourteen years old, and the most juvenile member of our mess--was soon on deck again with the second lieutenant"s telescope; but by this time the fog had shut the stranger in again, so, for the moment, friend Hennesey"s curiosity had to remain unsatisfied. Not for long, however; the presumably French frigate had not been lost sight of more than two or three minutes when I caught a second glimpse of the other craft--the one first sighted--on our starboard quarter.
"There is the other fellow, sir!" I shouted. "You can see her distinctly now. And she too is a frigate, and French, unless I am greatly mistaken."
"By the powers, Mr Courtenay, I hope you may be right," answered Hennesey. "Ay, there she is," he continued, "as plain as mud in a winegla.s.s! And if she isn"t French her looks belie her. Mr Hudson, you spalpeen, slip down below and tell the captain that there are a brace of suspicious-looking craft within a mile of us. And ye may call upon Misther Dawson and impart the same pleasant information to him."
Then, turning his beaming phiz up to me, he continued--
"Mr Courtenay, it"s on the stroke of eight bells, but all the same you"d better stay where you are for the present, until the fog clears, since you know exactly the bearings of those two craft. And I"ll thank ye to keep your weather eye liftin", young gentleman; there may be a whole fleet of Frenchmen within gun-shot of us, for all that we can tell."
"Ay, ay, sir!" I cheerfully answered, my curiosity having by this time got the better of my keen appet.i.te for breakfast; moreover, having been the discoverer of the two sail already sighted, I was anxious to add to the prestige thus gained by being the first to sight any other craft that might happen to be in our neighbourhood.
My stay aloft, however, was not destined to be a long one, for the fog was now clearing fast, and within ten minutes it had all driven away to leeward of us, revealing the fact that there were but the two sail already discovered in sight--unless there might happen to be others so far ahead as to be still hidden in the fog-bank to leeward. But before I left the royal yard I had succeeded in satisfying myself, by means of my gla.s.s--which had been sent up to me bent on to the signal halliards-- that the two strangers were frigates, and almost certainly French. They were exchanging signals at a great rate, but we could make nothing of their flags, which at least proved that they were not British. To make a.s.surance doubly sure, however, we had hoisted our private signal, to which neither ship had been able to reply. There was no doubt that they were enemies; and this fact having been satisfactorily established, I was permitted to descend and s.n.a.t.c.h a hasty breakfast.
And a hasty one it was, for I had scarcely been below five minutes when we were piped to clear for action, and I was obliged to hurry on deck again. But a hungry midshipman can achieve a good deal in the eating line in five minutes, and in that brief interval I contrived to stow away enough food to take the keen edge off my appet.i.te, promising myself that I would make up my leeway at dinner-time--provided that I was still alive when the hour for that meal came round. This last thought sobered me down somewhat, and to a certain extent subdued my hilarious spirits; but they rose again as, upon gaining the deck, I looked round and saw the cheerful yet resolute faces of the captain and officers, and noted the gaiety with which the men went about their duty.
The strangers had by this time shown their bunting,--the tricolour,--so there was no further question of their nationality or of the fact that we were booked for a sharp fight, for they had the heels of us and were overhauling us in grand style; we could not therefore have escaped, had we been ever so anxious to do so. And, had we made the attempt, we should certainly have been quite justified, for it had now been ascertained that they were both forty-gun ships, while we mounted only thirty-six pieces on our gun deck. Escape, however, was apparently the very last thought likely to occur to Captain Harrison; for although he kept the studding-sails abroad while the ship was being prepared for action, no sooner had the first lieutenant reported everything ready than the order was given to shorten sail; and a pretty sight it was to see how smartly and with what beautifully perfect precision everything was done at once, the studding-sails all collapsing and coming in together at exactly the same moment that the three royals were clewed up and the flight of staysails on the main and mizzen masts hauled down.
"Very prettily done, Mr Dawson," said the skipper approvingly. "Our friends yonder will see that they have seamen to deal with, at all events, even though we cannot sport such a clean pair of heels as their own."
The two Frenchmen were by this time within less than half a mile of us, converging upon us in such a manner as to range up alongside the _Althea_ within the toss of a biscuit on either hand, but neither of them manifested the slightest disposition to follow our example by shortening sail. Perhaps they believed that, were they to do so, we should at once make sail again and endeavour to escape, whereas by holding on to everything until they drew up alongside us, we should fall an easy prey to their superior strength, if indeed we did not surrender at discretion.
And, truly, the two ships formed a n.o.ble and a graceful picture as they came sweeping rapidly down upon us with every st.i.tch of canvas set that they could possibly spread, their white sails towering spire-like into the deep, tender blue of the cloudless heavens, with the delicate purple shadows chasing each other athwart the rounded bosoms of them as the hulls that up-bore them swung pendulum-like, with a little curl of snow under their bows, over the low hillocks of swell that chased them, sparkling in the brilliant sunlight like a heaving floor of sapphire strewed broadcast with diamonds.
They stood on, silent as the grave, until the craft on our larboard quarter--which was leading by about a couple of lengths--had reached to within a short quarter of a mile of us, when, as we all stood watching them intently, a jet of flame, followed by a heavy burst of white smoke, leapt out from her starboard bow port, and the next instant the shot went humming close past us, to dash up the water in a fountain-like jet a quarter of a mile ahead of us.