"Land?" cried the Portuguese girl, comprehending that word of joyful signification, though spoken in a language not her own.
"Whar away?" inquired the sailor, as he scrambled over the planks of the raft, to get on the forward side of the sail, which hindered his field of view.
"Hya!" replied s...o...b..ll. "Hya, Ma.s.sa Brace, jess to la"bord, ober de la"bord bow."
"It do look like land," a.s.sented the sailor, directing his glance upon something of a strange appearance, low down upon the surface of the sea, and still but dimly discernible through the fog. "Shiver my timbers if it don"t! An island it be,--not a very big "un, but for all that, it seem a island."
"My gollies! dar am people on it! D"you see um, Ma.s.sa Brace? movin"
"bout all ober it I see "um plain as de sun in de hebbens! Scores o"
people a"gwine about back"ard an" forrads. See yonner!"
"Plain as the sun in the heavens," was not a very appropriate simile for s...o...b..ll to make use of at that moment; for the orb of day was still darkly obscured by the fog; and for the same reason, the outlines of the island,--or whatever they were taking for one,--could be traced only very indistinctly.
Certain it is, however, that s...o...b..ll, who had been gazing longer at the supposed land, and had got his eyes more accustomed to the view, did see some scores of figures moving about over it; and Ben Brace, with little William as well, now that their attention was called to them, could perceive the same forms.
"Bless my stars!" exclaimed the sailor, on making out that the figures were in motion, "thear be men on "t sure enough,--an" weemen, I should say,--seein" as there"s some o" "em in whitish clothes. Who and what can they be? Shiver my timbers if I can believe it, tho" I see it right afore my eyes! I never heerd o" a island in this part of the Atlantic, an" I don"t believe thear be one, "ceptin" it"s sprung up within the last year or two. What do you think, Snowy? Be it a Flyin" Dutchman, or a rock, as if just showin" his snout above water, or a reg"lar-built island?"
"Dat "ere am no Flyin" Dutchman,--leas"wise a hope um no" be. No, Ma.s.sa Brace, dis n.i.g.g.a wa right in de fuss speckelashun. "Tarn a island,--a bit ob do real terrer firmer, as you soon see when we puts de _Cat"maran_ "bout an" gits a leetle nearer to de place."
This hypothetic suggestion on the part of the Coromantee was also intended as a counsel; and, acting upon it, the sailor scrambled back over the raft, and seizing hold of the steering-oar, turned the _Catamaran"s_ head straight in the direction of the newly-discovered land.
The island,--if such it should prove to be,--was of no very great extent. It appeared to run along the horizon a distance of something like a hundred yards; but estimates formed in this fashion are often deceptive,--more especially when a fog interferes, such as at that moment hung over it.
The land appeared to be elevated several feet above the level of the sea,--at one end having a bold bluff-like termination, at the other shelving off in a gentle slope towards the water.
It was princ.i.p.ally upon the more elevated portion that the figures were seen,--here standing in groups of three or four, and there moving about in twos, or singly.
They appeared to be of different sizes, and differently dressed: for, even through the film, it could be seen that their garments were of various cuts and colours. Some were stalwart fellows, beside whom were others that in comparison were mere pygmies. These s...o...b..ll said were the "pickaninnies,"--the children of the taller ones.
They were in different att.i.tudes too. Some standing erect, apparently carrying long lance-like weapons over their shoulders; others similarly armed, in stooping positions; while not a few appeared to be actively engaged, handling huge pickaxes, with which they repeatedly struck downwards, as if excavating the soil!
It is true that their manoeuvres were seen only indistinctly: and it was not possible for the Catamarans to come to any certain understanding, as to what sort of work was going on upon the island.
It was still very doubtful whether what they saw was in reality an island, or that the figures upon it were those of human beings.
s...o...b..ll believed them to be so, and emphatically a.s.serted his belief; but Ben was slightly incredulous and undecided, notwithstanding that he had several times "shivered his timbers" in confirmation of the fact.
It was not the possibility of the existence of an island that the sailor disputed. That was possible and probable enough. At the time of which we speak, new islands were constantly turning up in the ocean, where no land was supposed to exist; and even at the present hour, when one might suppose that every inch of the sea has been sailed over, the discovery of rocks, shoals, and even unknown islands, is far from unfrequent.
It was not the island, therefore, that now puzzled the ex-man-o"-war"s-man, but the number of people appearing upon it.
Had there been only a score, or a score and a half, he could have explained the circ.u.mstance of its being inhabited; though the explanation would not have been productive of pleasure either to himself or his companions. In that case he would have believed the moving forms to be the shipwrecked crew of the _Pandora_ who on this ocean islet had found a temporary resting-place; while the pickaxes, which were being freely employed, would have indicated the sinking of wells in search after fresh water.
The number of people on the island, however, with other circ.u.mstances observed, at once contradicted the idea that it could be the crew of the shipwrecked slaver; and the certainty that it was _not_ these ruffians whom they saw emboldened the Catamarans in their approach.
In spite of appearances, still was the sailor disposed to doubt the existence of an island; or, at least, that the forms moving to and fro over its surface were those of human beings.
Nor could he be cured of his incredulity until the _Catamaran_, approaching still nearer to the sh.o.r.e of the doubtful islet, enabled him to see and distinguish beyond the possibility of doubt a flag floating from the top of its staff, which rose tall and tapering from the very highest point of land which the place afforded!
The flag was of crimson cloth,--apparently a piece of bunting. It floated freely upon the breeze; which the filmy mist, though half disclosing, could not altogether conceal. The deep red colour was too scarce upon the ocean to be mistaken for the livery of any of its denizens. It could not be the tail-feathers of the tropic bird so prized by the chiefs of Polynesia; nor yet the scarlet pouch of the sea-hawk.
It could be nothing else than a "bit o" buntin"."
So, at length, believed Ben Brace, and his belief, expressed in his own peculiar _patois_, produced conviction in the minds of all, that the object extending along a hundred fathoms of the horizon, "must be eyther a rock, a reef, or a island; and the creeturs movin" over it must be men, weemen, an" childer!"
CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN.
THE KING OF THE CANNIBAL ISLANDS.
The emphatic declaration of the sailor,--that the dark disc before them must be an island, and that the upright forms upon it were those of human beings,--dispelled all doubts upon the subject; and produced a feeling of wild excitement in the minds of all three of his companions.
So strong was this feeling, that they could no longer control themselves; but gave vent to their emotions in a simultaneous shout of joy.
Acting prudently, they would have restrained that mirthful exhibition, for although, for reasons already stated, the people appearing upon the island could not be the wicked castaways who had composed the crew of the _Pandora_, still might they be a tribe of savages equally wicked and murderous.
Who could tell that it was not a community of _Cannibals_. No one aboard the _Catamaran_.
It may seem singular that such a thought should have entered the mind of any of the individuals who occupied the raft. But it did occur to some of them; and to one of the four in particular. This was Ben Brace himself.
The sailor"s experience, so far from destroying the credences of boyhood,--which included the existence of whole tribes of cannibals,-- had only strengthened his belief in such anthropophagi.
More than strengthened it: for it had been confirmed in every particular.
He had been to the Fiji islands, where he had seen their king, Thakombau,--a true descendant of the lineage of "Hokey-Pokey-Winkey-Wum,"--with other dignitaries of this man-eating nation. He had seen their huge caldron for cooking the flesh of men,-- their pots and pans for stewing it,--their dishes upon which it was served up,--the knives with which they were accustomed to carve it,-- their larders stocked with human flesh, and redolent of human blood!
Nay, more; the English sailor had been an eye-witness of one of their grand festivals; where the bodies of men and women, cooked in various styles,--stewed, roasted, and boiled,--had been served out and partaken of by hundreds of Thakombau"s courtiers; the sailor"s own captain,--the captain of a British frigate,--ay, the commodore of a British squadron,--with cannon sufficient to have blown the island of Viti Vau out of the water,--sitting alongside, apparently a tranquil and contented spectator of the horrid ceremonial!
It is difficult to account for the behaviour of this Englishman, the Hon. -- by name. The only explanation of his conduct one can arrive at is, to believe that his weak mind was fast confined by the trammels of that absurd, but often too convenient, theory of international non-interference,--the most dangerous kind of red-tape that ever tethered the squeamish conscience of an official imbecile.
How different was the action of Wilkes,--that Yankee commander we are so fond of finding fault with! He, too, paid a visit to the cannibal island of Viti Vau; and while there, taught both its king and its people a lesson by the fire of his forty-pounders that, if not altogether effective in extinguishing this national but unnatural custom, has terrified them in its practice to this very day.
Non-interference, indeed! International delicacy in the treatment of a tribe of cruel savages! A nation of man-eaters,--forsooth, a nation!
Why not apply the laws of nationality to every band of brigands who chances to have conquered an independent existence? Bah! The world is full of frivolous pretences,--drunk with the poison-cup of political hypocrisy.
It was not Ben Brace who thus reasoned, but his biographer. Ben"s reflections were of a strictly practical character His belief in cannibalism was complete; and as the craft to which he had so involuntarily attached himself drifted on towards the mysterious islet, he was not without some misgivings as to the character of the people who might inhabit it.
For this reason he would have approached its sh.o.r.es with greater caution; and he was in the act of enforcing this upon his companions, when his intention was entirely frustrated by the joyous _huzza_ uttered by s...o...b..ll; echoed by little William; and chorussed by the childish, feminine voice of Lilly Lalee.
The sailor"s caution would have come too late,--even had it been necessary to the safety of the _Catamaran"s_ crew. Fortunately it was not: for that imprudent shout produced an effect which at once changed the current of the thoughts, not only of Ben Brace, but of those who had given utterance to it.
Their united voices, pealing across the tranquil bosom of the deep, caused a sudden change in the appearance of the island; or rather among the people who inhabited it. If human beings, they must be of a strange race,--very strange indeed,--to have been furnished with wings! How otherwise could they have forsaken their footing on _terra firma_,--if the island was such,--and soared upward into the air, which one and all of them did, on hearing that shout from the _Catamaran_?
There was not much speculation on this point on the part of the _Catamaran"s_ crew. Whatever doubts may have been engendered as to the nature of the island, there could be no longer any about the character of its inhabitants.
"Dey am birds!" suggested the Coromantee; "nuffin more and nuffin less dan birds!"
"You"re right, Snowy," a.s.sented the sailor. "They be birds; and all the better they be so. Yes; they"re birds, for sartin. I can tell the cut o" some o" their jibs. I see frigates, an" a man-o"-war"s-man, an"
b.o.o.bies among "em; and I reckon Old Mother Carey has a brood o" her chickens there. They be all sizes, as ye see."