I remained here to make some inquiries about the wreck, which I am told contains a large amount of gold coin. Now, I want you to take the enclosed letter to my father"s old servant, Joe Baldwin; help him to read it, if necessary, and to answer it by return of post. It is important; therefore, dear aunt, don"t delay. I think you know Baldwin"s address, as I"ve been told he lives in the district of the town which you are wont to visit. Excuse this shabby scrawl, and the trouble I ask you to take, and believe me to be your loving nephew, Edgar Berrington."
Miss Pritty was a prompt little woman. Instead of finishing her tea she postponed that meal to an indefinite season, threw on her bonnet and shawl, and left her humble abode abruptly.
Joe Baldwin was enjoying a quiet pipe at his own fireside--in company with his buxom wife and his friends Mr and Mrs Rooney Machowl--when Miss Pritty tripped up to his door and knocked.
She was received warmly, for Joe sympathised with her affectionate and self-denying spirit, and Mrs Joe believed in her. Woe to the unfortunate in whom Mrs Joe--_alias_ Susan--did _not_ believe.
"Come away, Miss,--glad to see you--always so," said Joe, wiping a chair with his cap and extinguishing his pipe out of deference; "sit down, Miss."
Miss Pritty bowed all round, wished each of the party good-evening by name, and seating herself beside the little fire as easily and unceremoniously as though it had been her own, drew forth her letter.
"This is for you, Mr Baldwin," she said; "it came enclosed in one to me, and is from my nephew, Edgar Berrington, who says it is important."
"Thank you, ma"am," said Joe, taking the letter, opening it, and looking at it inquiringly.
"Now Miss," said he, "it"s of no manner o" use my tryin" to make it out.
You mustn"t suppose, Miss, that divers can"t read. There"s many of "em who have got a good education in the three R"s, an" some who have gone further. For the matter of that I can read print easy enough, as you know, but I never was good at pot-hooks and hangers, d"ee see; therefore I"ll be obliged, Miss, if you"ll read it to me."
Miss Pritty graciously acceded to the request, and read:--
"Dear Baldwin,--My aunt, Miss Pritty, who will hand this letter to you, will tell you about our being wrecked. Now, in regard to that I have a proposal to make. First, let me explain. The wreck of the _Warrior_, after slipping off the ledge on which she struck, sank in twenty fathoms water. On our arrival at Hong-Kong, the agent of the owners sent off to see what could be done in the way of recovering the treasure on board--there being no less than fifty thousand pounds sterling in gold in her treasure-room, besides valuables belonging to pa.s.sengers. A Lloyds" agent also visited the place, and both came to the conclusion that it was utterly impossible to recover anything from such a depth by means of divers. This being so, and I happening to be on the spot, offered to purchase the right to recover and appropriate all the gold I could fish up. They laughed at me as a wild enthusiast, but, regarding the thing as hopeless themselves, were quite willing to let me have the wreck, etcetera, for what you would call `an old song." Now, although nominally a `penniless man," I do happen to possess a small property, in the form of a block of old houses in Newcastle, which were left to me by an uncle, and which I have never seen. On these I have raised sufficient money for my purpose, and I intend to make the venture, being convinced that with the new and almost perfect apparatus now turned out in London by our submarine engineers, bold divers may reach even a greater depth than twenty fathoms. My proposal then is, that you should come to my aid.
I will divide all we bring up into three equal portions. One of these you shall have, one I"ll keep to myself, and the third shall be shared equally by such divers as you think it advisable to employ. What say you? Do the prospects and terms suit, and will you come without delay? If so, reply at once, and send all the requisite material to this place. Be particular to bring dresses made by the first makers in London. I wish this to be a sort of semi-scientific experiment--to recover property from a great depth, to test the powers and properties of the various apparatus now in use and recently invented, and, while so doing, to make my fortune as well as yours, and that of all concerned! Perhaps you think the idea a wild one. Well, it may be so, but wilder ideas than this have been realised. Remember the n.o.ble house of Mulgrave!--Yours truly,--
"Edgar Berrington."
The last sentence in the letter referred to a fact in the history of diving which is worthy of mention. In or about the year 1683 a man named Phipps, the son of an American blacksmith, was smitten with a mania, then prevalent, for recovering treasure from sunken wrecks by means of diving. He succeeded in fishing up a small amount from the wreck of a Spanish galleon off the coast of Hispaniola, which, however, did not pay expenses. Being a man of indomitable perseverance as well as enthusiasm, Phipps continued his experiments with varying success, and on one occasion--if not more--succeeded in reducing himself to poverty. But the blacksmith"s son was made of tough material--as though he had been carefully fashioned on his father"s anvil. He was a man of strong faith, and this, in material as well as spiritual affairs, can remove mountains. He was invincibly convinced of the practicability of his schemes. As is usual in such men, he had the power to impart his faith to others. He had moved Charles the Second to a.s.sist him in his first efforts, which had failed, but was unable to similarly influence the cautious--not to say close-fisted--James the Second. The Duke of Albemarle, however, proved more tractable. Through his aid and influence, and with funds obtained from the public, Phipps was enabled in 1687 once more to try his fortune. He set sail in a 200-ton vessel, and after many fruitless efforts succeeded in raising from a depth of between six and seven fathoms, (considered but a small depth now-a-days) property to the value of about 300,000 pounds. Of this sum the usurious Earl obtained as his share 90,000 pounds while Phipps received 20,000 pounds. Although James the Second had refused to aid in the expedition, he had the wisdom to recognise the good service done to mankind in the saving of so much valuable property at so great personal risk. He knighted Phipps, who thus became the founder of the house of Mulgrave-- now represented by the Marquis of Normanby.
When Miss Pritty had concluded the letter, Joe Baldwin turned to Rooney Machowl:--
"What think you, lad," he said, "would you venture down to twenty fathom?"
"To twenty thousand fathom, if you"ll consint to watch the pumps and howld the life-line," replied the daring son of Erin.
"Will you let me go, Susan?" said Baldwin, turning to his wife.
"How could I hinder you, Joe?" answered Mrs Baldwin, with a face reddened by suppressed emotion at the bare idea.
"And will you go with me, Susan?"
"I"d sooner go to the--" she stopped, unable to decide as to what part of earth she would not sooner go to than China, but not being versed in geography she finished by a.s.serting that she"d sooner go to the moon!
Pretty little Mrs Machowl, on the contrary, vowed that no power on earth should separate between her and her Rooney, and that if he went she should go, and the baby too.
"Well then, Miss," said Baldwin to his visitor, "if you"ll be so kind as to write for me I"ll be obliged. Say to Mister Eddy--I can"t forget the old name, you see--that I"m agreeable; that I"ll undertake the job, along with Rooney Machowl here, and mayhap another man or two. I"ll get all the dresses and apparatus he requires, and will set sail as soon as I can; but, you see, I can"t well start right off, because I"ve a job or two on hand. I"ve a well to go down an" putt right, an" I"ve some dock repairs to finish. However, to save time I"ll send Rooney off at once with one dress and apparatus, so that they can be tryin" experiments till I arrive--which will be by the following steamer. _Now_, Miss, d"you think you can tell him all that?"
"I will try," said Miss Pritty, making rapid entries in a small note-book, after completing which and putting a few more questions she hurried home.
Meanwhile Rooney"s wife went off to make arrangements for a long voyage, and a probably prolonged residence in foreign parts, and Joe Baldwin went to visit the well he had engaged to descend, taking Rooney as his a.s.sistant. During his visit to this well, Joe underwent some experiences, both physical and mental, which tried his nerve and courage more severely than any descent he had ever made in the open sea.
It is a well-known fact among divers that various temperaments are suited to various works, and that, among other things, many men who are bold enough in open water lose courage in confined places such as wells.
They say--so powerful is imagination!--that they "cannot breathe" down in a well, though, of course, the means of breathing is the same in all cases. Joe Baldwin, being gifted with cool blood and strong nerves, and possessing very little imagination, was noted among his fellows for his readiness and ability to venture anywhere under water and do anything.
The well in question was connected with the waterworks of a neighbouring town. Having got himself and his apparatus conveyed thither he spent the night in the town and proceeded on the following morning at day-break to inspect the scene of his operations.
The well was an old one and very deep--about fifteen fathoms. That, however, was a matter of small importance to our diver. What concerned him most was the narrowness of the manhole or entrance at the top, and the generally dilapidated state of the whole affair.
The well, instead of being a circular hole in the ground lined with brick, like ordinary wells, was composed of huge iron cylinders four feet in diameter, fitted together and sunk ninety feet into the ground.
This vast tube or circular iron well rested on a foundation of brick-work. When sunk to its foundation its upper edge was just level with the ground. Inside of this tube there were a variety of cross-beams, and a succession of iron ladders zigzagging from top to bottom, so that it could be descended when empty. At the time of Joe"s visit it was found nearly full of water. Down the centre of the well ran two iron pipes, or pumps, each having a "rose" at its lower end, through which the water could be sucked and pumped up to a reservoir a hundred feet high for the supply of the town. These two pumps were worked by an engine whose distinguishing features were noise and rickets. It could, however, just do its work; but, recently, something had gone wrong with one of the pumps--no water was thrown up by it. Two results followed. On the one hand the water-supply to the town became insufficient, and, on the other, the surplus water in the well could not be pumped out so as to permit of a man descending to effect repairs. In these circ.u.mstances a diver became absolutely necessary. Hence the visit of Baldwin and Machowl.
"Now then, diver," said the managing engineer of the works to Joe, after he had examined everything above ground with care, "you see it is impossible to pump the well dry, because of the defective pump and the strength of the spring which feeds it. Water is admitted into the great cylinder through a number of holes in the bottom. These holes therefore must be stopped. In order to this, you will have to descend in the water with a bag of wooden pegs and a hammer--all of which are ready for you--and plug up these holes. You see, the work to be done is simple enough."
"Ay," a.s.serted Baldwin, "but the way how to set about it ain"t so simple or clear. How, for instance, is a man of my size to squeeze through that hole at the top?"
"You _are_ large," said the engineer, regarding the diver for a moment, "but not too large, I should think, to squeeze through."
"What! With a divin" dress on?"
"Ah, true; I fear that is a puzzling difficulty at the outset, for you see the well is frail, and we dare not venture to enlarge the hole by cutting the beams that support the pumps."
While he was speaking the diver put his head through the hole in question, and gazed down into darkness visible where water was dripping and gurgling, and hissing a sort of accompaniment to the discordant clanking and jarring of the pump-rods. The rickety engine that worked them kept puffing close alongside--grinding out a horrible addition to the din. As his eyes became more accustomed to the subdued light, Baldwin could see that there was an empty s.p.a.ce between the surface of the water and the top of the well, great part of the first length of _zigzag_ ladder being visible, and also the cross-beams on which its foot rested. He also observed various green slimy beams, which being perpetually moistened by droppings from the pumps, seemed alive like water snakes.
"Well," said the diver, withdrawing his head, "I"ll try it. I"ll dress inside there. You"re sure o" the old ingine, I fancy?"
"It has not yet failed us," answered the engineer, with a smile.
"What would happen if it broke or stopped working?" asked Joe.
"The well would fill to the brim and overflow in a minute or two."
"So that," rejoined the diver, "if it caught me in the middle o"
dressin", me and my mate would be drownded."
"You"d stand a good chance of coming to that end," replied the engineer, with a laugh. "Your mate might get out in time, but as you say the dress would prevent you getting back through the hole, there would be no hope for _you_."
"Well then, we"ll begin," said Baldwin; "come, Rooney, get the gear in order." So saying, the adventurous man went to work with his wonted energy. The air-pumps were set up, and two men of the works instructed in the use of them. Then Baldwin squeezed himself with difficulty through the manhole, and the dress was pa.s.sed down to him. Rooney then squeezed himself through, and both went a few steps down the iron ladder until they stood on the cross-beams behind and underneath it. The position was exceedingly awkward, for the ladder obliged them to stoop, and they did not dare to move their feet except with caution, for fear of slipping off the beams into the water--in which, even as it was, they were ankle-deep while standing on the beams. They were soon soaked to the skin by the drippings and spirtings from the pipes, and almost incapable of hearing each other speak, owing to the din. If Rooney had dropped the lead-soled boots or the shoulder-weights, they would have sunk at once beyond recovery, and have rendered the descent of the diver very difficult if not impossible.
Realising all this, the two comrades proceeded with great care and slowness. Dressing a diver in the most favourable circ.u.mstances involves a considerable amount of physical exertion and violence of action. It may therefore be well believed that in the case of which we write, a long time elapsed before Baldwin got the length of putting on his helmet. At last it was screwed on. Then a hammer and a bagful of wooden pins were placed in his hands.
"Now, Joe, are ye aisy?" asked Rooney, holding the front-gla.s.s in his hand, preparatory to sealing his friend up.
"All right," answered Baldwin.
"Set a-goin" the air-pumps up there," shouted Rooney, from whose face the perspiration flowed freely, as much from anxiety about his friend as from prolonged exertion in a constrained att.i.tude.
In a few seconds the air came hissing into the helmet, showing that the two men who wrought it were equal to their duty, though inexperienced.
"All right?" asked Rooney a second time.
The reply was given, "Yes," and the bull"s-eye was screwed on.