THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES Ellustratetr Cabinet lEtittton Percival Keene > + + By Captain Frederick Marryat With Introduction by 3& a* W. L. Courtney, M. A., LL. D. Dana Estes & Company jfc ji & jt & jt, Publishers Boston ******** TR 4977 T4! INTRODUCTION the last eight years of his life, from 1840 to 1848, Captain Marryat lived almost entirely at Langham, his estate in Norfolk, occupying himself with farming and writing almost exclusively for children. In " Poor Jack " and " Per- cival Keene," however, both of which belong to this period, he returned to his earlier stories of sea life with the old fun and vigour, and some measure of the old success. Mr. David Hannay states that " ' Percival Keene ' is the least pleasant of all Captain Marryat's books, and the only one which had better not be re-read in maturer years by him who has read it as a boy " ; but few will agree with him in this sweeping assertion. The book is by no means remarkable, but it will be read with pleasure by ninety- nine people out of a hundred. It does not make much impression, or remain long in the memory, but the char- acters are really interesting, and the practical jokes played by Percival Keene in his boyish and " middy " days are of the old amusing kind. Somewhat vulgar and farcical perhaps ; but this fault must also be found with " Midshipman Easy " and " Peter Simple," and, indeed, with all the books written for boys by a rough old sailor fifty years ago. Take, for instance, the episode of the tail of rope which Percival Keene hooks to Captain Delmar's coat collar and induces his dog to spring at. Can any one help laughing at the idea of the dignified captain rushing wildly down the street calling for help, with the dog clinging to his back, until he becomes en- tangled with his sword and falls flat ? Percival Keene has been 534773 LIBRARY INTRODUCTION considered by many to be a low fellow, " who plays his part in the meanest possible manner " ; he is classed with Frank Mildmay, and it is a subject of regret that the author ap- peared to be quite unconscious of his hero's baseness. But if Percival Keene is selfish and he certainly stands convicted if he is wanting in honour and affection, he is never lacking in bravery, in dash, in indomitable will and perseverance, and in firm friendship for his friends and messmates. Gratitude he feels also, and prudence and foresight, whilst his tenacity of purpose is extraordinary. Perhaps the worst part of his char- acter is his conduct towards his mother. From the moment that he discovers the secret of his birth, her authority over him is gone, he commands her, and she is to him but a humble devoted slave, whilst he exacts entire self-abnegation on her part, even pretending that she is dead. But Percival is not without pangs of remorse for this deceit ; he is an adept at self-analysis, and he suffers deeply. Only, like Napoleon, he is bound to push aside everything that can raise an obstacle in the path of his ambitions. His is a very faulty character, but so consistent, and so life-like, that he cannot fail to in- terest us, and when he finally attains to all and more than he had hoped, can we feel that his success is altogether undeserved ? The actual story might be told in a few pages. Percival Keene is the illegitimate son of the Hon. Captain Delmar and of his sister's companion, Arabella Mason. His mother having married a worthy marine, removes soon after her son's birth to Chatham. There she starts a fancy shop, which becomes the fashionable lounge and resort of the officers and their wives. Captain Delmar takes refuge here during the dog and rope episode. He thus again meets Arabella, and being willing to do something for his son, he takes Percival to sea with him in his ship the Calliope. Percival discovers by accident that Delmar is his real father, but is too prudent to let the captain know that he is aware of this, and henceforth his whole life is absorbed vi INTRODUCTION In the ambition to make the captain acknowledge him as his son. It is for this that he deceives, for this that he humiliates himself again and again, and for this only that he tries to win fame and incurs the greatest risks and dangers. Captain Delmar, afterwards Lord de Versely, is the type of many men of noble birth. His good qualities are con- cealed and cloaked by his outside mask of vainglorious coxcombry and that dignity which he is for ever upholding ; yet he is a kind man, not devoid of affection and sympathy, and his sailors are astonished to discover that he not only knows how to manage his ship, but how to manage her well. Arabella Mason, Percival's mother, is a very ordinary woman, and one to be often found in Marryat's books, whilst Bob Cross, Percival's friend, confidant, and mentor, is as unin- terestingly worthy as such people are wont to be. The sea- fights and captures of hostile vessels are as realistic and exciting as one would expect, whilst the description of the wreck of the Circe is worthy of the author, and could only have been written by one who was absolutely cognisant of what he described. The negro pirate and his black crew have often been commented on. As a rule Marryat's pirate is a cowardly cut- throat who eventually comes to the gallows ; but it is known that members of Marryat's family gave half their lives and fortunes for the abolition of the slave-trade. Perhaps, there- fore, it was his own intense sympathy with the race which made him in the negro captain draw a man in whom there was much goodness, and for whom Percival could not but feel affection and sympathy, even to the extent of justifying him in his conduct towards the white race. Otherwise this in- cident is too melodramatic and exaggerated, and the pirates themselves may well be compared to those wondrous crea- tures described by Michael Scott, who flourish in " The Cruise of the Midge." vii INTRODUCTION The date of the publication of " Percival Keene" is 1842, but Mrs. Ross Church says that the book was the first written by the author after his return from America, which he visited in 1838. If this be the case, perhaps we may get a fair idea of Captain Marryat's opinion of the Yankee of his time from his description of the captain of the American brig, who on being sent for by Captain Delmar refuses to give him the smallest information unless he is given some- thing in exchange. " You see, master, we both have our wants," he says to the dignified Delmar; "you want infor- mation, I want a spar. I have no objection to a fair swop." This is, perhaps, specious and reasonable ; it may be but the logic of a business-like mind ; but what are we to under- stand when the American captain, after being most suspicious as to the quality of the spar, does not scruple to make his information as misleading as possible without being absolutely untrue ? W. L. C. June 1898. LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE "A junior officer received us on the deck, and presented his sword" Frontispiece "It was with astonishment, mingled with horror, that I beheld Mr. O'Gallagher thrown up to the ceiling enveloped in a cloud of smoke" 37 " She lay sound asleep, her hair had fallen over her face, so as almost to conceal her features" 96 " ' I do not fear your pistol, Captain Vincent. ... I tell you, you must not destroy that innocent child '" 146 " I remained where I was, having dropped my pistol on the ground " 228 " A tremendous sea broke over her bows " 333 PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER I -A. FEW miles from the town of Southampton there is an old mansion-house, which has been for centuries known as Madeline Hall, in the possession of the De Versely family. It is a handsome building, surrounded by a finely timbered park of some extent, and, what is more important, by about 12,000 acres of land, which also appertain to it. At the period in which I commence this history, there resided in this mansion an elderly spinster of rank, named the Honour- able Miss Delmar, sister of the late Lord de Versely and aunt to the present earl, and an Honourable Captain Delmar, who was the second son of the deceased nobleman. This property belonged to the Honourable Miss Delmar, and was at her entire disposal upon her decease. The Honourable Captain Delmar, at the time I am speak- ing of, commanded a frigate employed upon what was desig- nated Channel service, which in those days implied that the captain held a seat in the House of Commons, and that he voted with the Ministry ; and further, that his vote might, when required, be forthcoming, the frigate was never sea- going, except during the recess. It must be admitted that H.M. ship Paragon did occasionally get under weigh and remain cruising in sight of land for two or three days,' until the steward reported that the milk provided for the captain's table was turning sour; upon which important information the helm was immediately put up, and the frigate, in a case of such extreme distress, would drop her anchor at the nearest port under her lee. Now as the Paragon was con- stantly at Spithead, Captain Delmar was very attentive in PERCIVAL KEENE visiting his aunt, who lived at Madeline Hall ; ill-natured people asserted, because she had so fine an estate in her own gift. Certain it is, that he would remain there for weeks, which gave great satisfaction to the old lady, who liked her nephew, liked attention, and was even so peculiar as to like sailors. But it must be observed that there was another person at the mansion who also liked the captain, liked attention, and liked sailors ; this was Miss Arabella Mason, a very pretty young woman of eighteen years of age, who constantly looked in the glass merely to ascertain if she had ever seen a face which she preferred to her own, and who never read any novel without discovering that there was a remarkable likeness between the heroine and her pretty self. Miss Arabella Mason was the eldest daughter of the steward of the old Lord de Versely, brother to the Honour- able Miss Delmar, and was much respected by his lordship for his fidelity and his knowledge of business, in the trans- action of which he fell, for he was felling trees, and a tree fell upon him. He left a widow and two daughters : it was s:iid that at his death Mrs. Mason was not badly off, as her husband had been very careful of his earnings. Mrs. Mason, however, did not corroborate this statement : on the contrary, she invariably pleaded poverty ; and the Honourable Miss Delmar, after Lord de Versely's death which happened soon after that of his steward sent both the daughters to be educated at a country school, where, as everything that is taught is second-rate, young ladies, of course, receive a second-rate education. Mrs. Mason was often invited by the Honourable Miss Delmar to spend a month at Madeline Hall, and used to bring her eldest daughter, who had left school, with her. Latterly, however, the daughter remained as a fixture, and Mrs. Mason received but an occasional invi- tation. It may be inquired in what capacity Miss Arabella Mason remained at the Hall : she was not a servant, for her position in life was above that of a menial ; neither was she received altogether in the saloon, as she was of too humble a grade to mix with gentry and nobility ; she was, therefore, betwixt and between, a sort of humble companion in the drawing-room, a cut above the housekeeper in the still-room, a fetcher and carrier of the honourable spinster's wishes, a 2 PERCIVAL KEENE sort of link between the aristocratic old dame and her male attendants, towards whom she had a sort of old-maidish aver- sion. However this position might be found useful to her mistress, it must be admitted that it was a most unfortunate position for a young, thoughtless, and very pretty girl, more- over, who was naturally very lively, very smart in repartee, and very fond of being admired. As the Honourable Captain Delmar was very constant in his visits to his aunt, it was but natural that he should pay some little attention to her humble companion. By degrees the intimacy increased, and at last there were reports in the servants' hall that the captain and Miss Bella Mason had been seen together in the evergreen walk ; and as the captain's visits were continually repeated during the space of t\vo years, so did the scandal increase, and people became more ill-natured. It was now seen that Miss Bella had been very often found in tears, and the old butler and the older housekeeper shook their heads at each other like responsive mandai-ins ; the only person who was ignorant of the scandal afloat was the old lady spinster herself. I must now introduce another personage. The Honour- able Captain Delmar did not, of course, travel without his valet, and this important personage had been selected out of the marine corps which had been drafted into the frigate. Benjamin Keene, for such was his name, was [ certainly endowed with several qualities which were indispensable in a valet ; he was very clean in his person, very respectful in his deportment, and, after the sovereign of Great Britain, looked upon the Honourable Captain Delmar as the greatest person in the world. Moreover, Benjamin Keene, although only a private marine, was, without exception, one of the hand- somest men that ever was seen ; and being equally as well made and well drilled as he was handsome in person, he was the admiration of all the young women. But Nature, who delights in a drawback, had contrived to leave him almost without brains ; and further, he was wholly uneducated for he was too stupid to learn his faculties were just sufficient to enable him, by constant drilling, to be perfect in the manual exercise, and mechanically to perform his duties as a valet. Ben always accompanied his master to the Hall, where the 3 PERCIVAL KEENE former was at one and the same time the admiration and laughter of all the servants. It hardly need be observed, that the clever and sprightly Miss Arabella Mason considered Ben as one much beneath her, that is, she said so on his first arrival at Madeline Hall ; but, strange to say, that two years afterwards, just at the time that reports had been raised that she had been frequently discovered in tears, there was a change in her manner towards him : indeed, some people insinuated that she was setting her cap at the handsome marine this idea, it is true, was ridiculed by the majority ; but still the intimacy appeared rapidly to increase. It was afterwards asserted, by those who find out everything after it has taken place, that Ben would never have ventured to look up to such an unequal match had he not been prompted to it by his master, who actually proposed that he should marry the girl. That such was the fact is undoubted, although they knew it not; and Ben, who considered the wish of his captain as tantamount to an order, as soon as he could com- prehend what his captain required of him, stood up erect, and raised his hand with a flourish to his head, in token of his obedience. Shortly afterwards, Captain Delmar again came over to Madeline Hall, accompanied, as usual, by Ben, and the second day after their arrival it was made known to all whom it might concern, that Miss Arabella Mason had actually contracted a secret marriage with the handsome Benjamin Keene. Of course, the last person made acquainted with this inte- resting intelligence was the Honourable Miss Delmar, and her nephew took upon himself to make the communication. At first the honourable spinster bridled up with indignation, wondered at the girl's indelicacy, and much more at her demeaning herself by marrying a private marine. Captain Delmar replied, that it was true that Ben was only a private, but that every common soldier was a gentleman by profes- sion. It was true that Bella Mason might have done better ; but she was his aunt's servant, and Keene was his valet, so that the disparity was not so very great. He then inti- mated that he had long perceived the growing attachment ; talked of the danger of young people being left so much together ; hinted about opportunity, and descanted upon morals and propriety. The Honourable Miss Delmar was PERCIVAL KEENE softened down by the dexterous reasoning of her nephew ; she was delighted to find so much virtue extant in a sailor ; and, after an hour's conversation, the married couple were sent for, graciously pardoned, and Mrs. Keene, after receiv- ing a very tedious lecture, received a very handsome present. But if her mistress was appeased, Mrs. Keene's mother was not. As soon as the intelligence was received, old Mrs. Mason set off for Madeline Hall. She first had a closeted interview with her daughter, and then with Captain Delmar, and as soon as the latter was over, she immediately took her departure, without paying her respects to the mistress of the Hall, or exchanging one word with any of the servants. This conduct gave occasion to more innuendoes some, indeed, ascribed her conduct to mortification at her daughter's hav- ing made so imprudent a match, but others exchanged very significant glances. Three weeks after the marriage, the Parliament having been prorogued, the admiral of the port considered that he was justified in ordering the frigate out on a cruise. Ben Keene, of course, accompanied his master, and it was not until three months had passed away that the frigate returned into port. As usual, the Honourable Captain Delmar, as soon as he had paid his respects to the admiral, set off to visit his aunt, accompanied by his benedict marine. On his arrival, he found that everything appeared to be in great confusion ; indeed, an event was occurring which had astonished the whole household : the butler made a profound bow to the captain ; the footmen forgot their usual smirk when he alighted. Captain Delmar was ushered in solemn silence into the drawing-room, and his aunt, who had notice of his arrival, received him with a stiff, prim air of unwonted frigidity, with her arms crossed before her on her white muslin apron. " My dear aunt," said Captain Delmar, as she coldly took his proffered hand, " what is the matter ? " , "The matter is this, nephew," replied the old lady; "that marriage of your marine and Bella Mason should have taken place six months sooner than it did. This is a wicked world, nephew ; and sailors, I'm afraid, are " " Marines, you should say, in this instance, my dear aunt," replied Captain Delmar insinuatingly. " I must confess that neither sailors nor marines are quite so strict as they ought 5 PERCIVAL KEENE to be ; 'however, Ben has married her. Come, my dear aunt, allow me to plead for them, although I am very much distressed that such an event should take place in your house. I think," added he, after a pause, " I shall give Mr. Keene seven dozen at the gangway, for his presumption, as soon as I return on board." "That won't mend the matter, nephew," replied Miss Delmar. " I'll turn her out of the house as soon as she can be moved." " And I'll flog him as soon as I get him on board/' rejoined the captain. " I will not have your feelings shocked, and your mind harassed in this way, by any impropriety on the part of my followers most infamous shameful abominable unpardonable," interjected the captain, walking the quarter- deck up and down the room. The Honourable Miss Delmar continued to talk, and the honourable captain to agree with her in all she said, for an hour at least. When people are allowed to give vent to their indignation without the smallest opposition, they soon talk it away ; such was the case with the Honourable Miss Delmar. When it was first announced that Bella Keene was safely in bed with a fine boy, the offended spinster turned away from the communication with horror; when her own maid ventured to remark that it was a lovely baby, she was ordered to hold h?r tongue ; she would not see the suffering mother, and the horrid marine was commanded to stay in the kitchen, lest she should be contaminated by meeting him on the stairs. But every day softened down her indignation, and before a fortnight was over the Honourable Miss Delmar had not only seen but admired the baby ; and at last decided upon paying a visit to the mother, who was now sufficiently recovered to undergo a lecture of about two hours' length, in which the honourable spinster commented upon her twdecency, zwdiscretion, zwconsiderateness, ^correctness, in- decorum, zwcontinence, and indelicacy ; pointing out that her conduct was most z/jexcusable, z/nquitous, and most tfamous. The Honourable Miss Delmar having had such a long iranings then gave it up, because she was out of breath. Bella, who waited patiently to make her response, and who was a very clever girl, then declared, with many tears, that she was aware that her conduct was zwexcusable, her faults 6 PERCIVAL KEENE had been z'wvoluntary, and her sorrow was inexpressible ; her zwexperience and her infatuation her only apology ; that her zwfelicity at her mistress's displeasure would inevitably increase her sufferings; assured her that she was not ^corrigible, and that if her mistress would only indulge her with forgiveness, as she hoped to zwherit heaven, she would never zVicur her anger by committing the same fault again. Satisfied with this assurance, the Honourable Miss Delmar softened down, and not only forgave, but actually took the child into her lap, that Bella might read the Bible which she had presented her with. Reader, the child who had this great honour con- ferred upon him, who actually lay in the immaculate lap, on the apron of immaculate snowy whiteness of the immaculate Honourable Miss Delmar, was no other person than the narrator of this history or, if you please it, the Hero of this Tale. That my mother had so far smoothed things pretty well must be acknowledged ; but it was to be presumed that her husband might not be pleased at so unusual an occurrence, and already the sneers and innuendoes of the servants' hall were not wanting. It appeared, however, that an interview had taken place between Ben and Captain Delmar shortly after my making my appearance ; what occurred did not transpire, but this is certain, that, upon the marine's return to the kitchen, one of the grooms, who ventured to banter him, received such a sound thrashing from Ben that it put an end to all further joking. As Ben had taken up the affair so seriously, it was presumed that if there had been anticipa- tion of the hymeneal rites he was himself the party who had been hasty ; and that now he was married, he was resolved to resent any impertinent remarks upon his conduct. At all events, the question now became one of less interest, as the scandal was of less importance ; and as Ben had made known his determination to resent any remarks upon the subject, not a word more was said, at all events when he was present. In due time I was christened, and so completely was my mother reinstalled in the good graces of her mistress, that as Captain Delmar had volunteered to stand my sponsor, the Honourable Miss Delmar gave the necessary female security ; at the particular request of my mother, the captain consented that I should bear his own Christian name, and I was duly registered in the church books as Percival Keene. PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER II _L HERE is no security in this world. A dissolution of Parliament took place, and on the following election the Honourable Captain Delmar's constituents, not being exactly pleased at the total indifference which he had shown to their interests, took upon themselves to elect another member in his stead, who, as Captain Delmar had previously done, promised everything, and in all probability would follow the honourable captain's example by performing nothing. The loss of his election was followed up by the loss of his ship, his Majesty's government not considering it necessary that Captain Delmar (now that he had leisure to attend to his professional duties) should retain his command. The frigate, therefore, was paid off, and recommissioned by another captain who had friends in Parliament. As Ben Keene belonged to the marine corps, he could not, of course, remain as valet to Captain Delmar, but was ordered, with the rest of the detachment, to the barracks at Chatham ; my mother, although she was determined that she would not live at barracks, was not sorry to leave the Hall, where she could not fail to perceive that she was, from her imprudent conduct, no longer treated with the respect or cordiality to which she had been previously accustomed. She was most anxious to quit a place in which her disgrace was so well known ; and Captain Delmar having given her his advice, which coincided with her own ideas, and also a very munificent present to enable her to set up housekeeping, took his departure from the Hall. My mother returned to her room as the wheels of his carriage rattled over the gravel of the drive, and many were the bitter tears which she shed over her unconscious boy. The following day the Honourable Miss Delmar sent for her ; as usual commenced with a tedious lecture, which, as before, was wound up at parting with a handsome present. The day after my mother packed up her trunks, and with me in her arms set off to Chatham, where we arrived safely, and immediately went into furnished lodgings. My mother 6 PERCIVAL KEENE was a clever, active woman, and the presents which she had at different times received amounted to a considerable sum of money, over which her husband had never ventured to assert any claim. Indeed, I must do Ben Keene the justice to say that he had the virtue of humility. He felt that his wife was in every way his superior, and that it was only under peculiar circumstances that he could have aspired to her. He was, therefore, submissive to her in everything, consenting to every proposal that was made by her, and guided by her opinion. When, therefore, on her arrival at Chatham, she pointed out how impossible it would be for one brought up as she had been to associate with the women in the barracks, and that she considered it advisable that she should set up some business by which she might gain a respectable liveli- hood, Ben, although he felt that this would be a virtual separation a mensd et thoro, named no objections. Having thus obtained the consent of her husband, who considered her so much his superior as to be infallible, my mother, after much cogitation, resolved that she would embark her capital in a circulating library and stationer's shop ; for she argued that selling paper, pens, and sealing-wax was a commerce which would secure to her customers of the better class. Accordingly, she hired a house close to the barracks, with a very good-sized shop below, painting and papering it very smartly ; there was much taste in all her arrangements, and although the expenses of the outlay and the first year's rent had swallowed up a considerable portion of the money she had laid by, it soon proved that she had calculated well, and her shop became a sort of lounge for the officers, who amused themselves with her smartness and vivacity, the more so as she had a talent for repartee, which men like to find in a very pretty woman. In a short time my mother became quite the rage, and it was a mystery how so pretty and elegant a person could have become the wife of a private marine. It was, however, ascribed to her having been captivated with the very hand- some person and figure of her husband, and having yielded to her feelings in a moment of infatuation. The ladies patronised her circulating library ; the officers and gentlemen purchased her stationery. My mother then added gloves, 9, PERCIVAL KEENE perfumery, canes, and lastly cigars, to her previous assort- ment ; and before she had been a year in business, found that she was making money very fast, and increasing her customers every day. My mother had a great deal of tact : with the other sex she Avas full of merriment and fond of joking, consequently a great favourite ; towards her own sex her conduct was quite the reverse : she assumed a respectful, prudish air, blended with a familiarity which was never offensive ; she was, therefore, equally popular with her own sex, and prospered in every sense of the word. Had her husband been the least inclined to have asserted his rights, the position which she had gained was sufficient to her reducing him to a state of subjection. She had raised herself, unaided, far above him ; he saw her continually chatting and laughing with his own officers, to whom he was compelled to make a respectful salute whenever they passed by him ; he could not venture to address her, or even to come into the shop, when his officers were there, or it would have been considered disrespectful towards them ; and as he could not sleep out of barracks, all his intercourse with her was to occasionally slink down by the area, to find something better to eat than he could have in his own mess, or obtain from her an occasional shilling to spend in beer. Ben, the marine, found at last, that somehow or another, his wife had slipped out of his hands ; that he was nothing more than a pensioner on her bounty, a slave to her wishes, and a fetcher and carrier at her command, and he resigned himself quietly to his fate, as better men have done before. CHAPTER III _L THINK that the reader will agree with me that my mother showed in her conduct great strength of character. She had been compelled to marry a man whom she despised, and to whom she felt herself superior in every respect ; she had done so to save her reputation. That she had been in error is true, but situation and opportunity had conspired against her ; and when she found out the pride and selfish- 10 PERCIVAL KEENE ness of the man to whom she was devoted, and for whom she had sacrificed so much when her ears were wounded by proposals from his lips that she should take such a step to avoid the scandal arising from their intimacy when at the moment that he made such a proposition, and the veil fell down and revealed the heart of man in its selfishness, it is not to be wondered that, with bitter tears, arising from wounded love, anger, and despair at her hopeless position, she consented. After having lost all she valued, what did she care for the future ? It was but one sacrifice more to make, one more proof of her devotion and obedience. But there are few women who, like my mother, would have recovered her position to the extent that she did. Had she not shown such determination, had she consented to have accompanied her husband to the barracks, and have mixed up with the other wives of the men, she would have gradu- ally sunk down to their level ; to this she could not consent. Having once freed herself from her thraldom, he immediately sunk down to his level, as she rose up to a position in which, if she could not insure more than civility and protection, she was at all events secure from insult and ill-treatment. Such was the state of affairs when I had arrived at the important age of six years, a comic-looking, laughing urchin, petted by the officers, and as full of mischief as a tree full of monkeys. My mother's business had so much increased, that, about a year previous to this date, she had found it necessary to have some one to assist her, and had decided upon sending for her sister Amelia to live with her. It was, however, necessary to obtain her mother's consent. My grandmother had never seen my mother since the interview which she had had with her at Madeline Hall shortly after her marriage with Ben the marine. Latterly, however, they had corresponded ; for my mother, who was too independent to seek her mother when she was merely the wife of a private marine, now that she was in flourishing circumstances, had first tendered the olive branch, which had been accepted, as soon as my grandmother found that she was virtually separated from her husband. As my grandmother found it rather lonely at the isolated house in which she resided, and Amelia declared herself bored to death, it was at last agreed that my grandmother and my aunt Amelia should both come 11 PERCIVAL KEENE and take up their residence with my mother, and in due time they arrived. Milly, as my aunt was called, was three years younger than my mother, very pretty, and as smart as her sister, perhaps a little more demure in her look, but with more mischief in her disposition. My grandmother was a cross, spiteful old woman ; she was very large in her person, but very respectable in her appearance. I need not say that Miss Amelia did not lessen the attraction at the circulating library, which after her arrival was even more frequented by the officers than before. My Aunt Milly was very soon as fond of me as I was of mischief; indeed it is not to be wondered at, for I was a type of the latter. I soon loved her better than my mother, for she encouraged me in all my tricks. My mother looked grave, and occasionally scolded me ; my grandmother slapped me hard and rated me continually : but reproof or correction from the two latter were of no avail, and the former, when she wished to play any trick which she dared not do herself, em-ployed me as her agent ; so that I obtained the whole credit for what were her inventions, and I may safely add, underwent the whole blame and punishment. But that I cared nothing for ; her caresses, cakes, and sugar-plums, added to my natural propensity, more than repaid me for the occasional severe rebukes of my mother, and the vindictive blows I received from the long fingers of my worthy grand- mother. Moreover, the officers took much notice of me, and it must be admitted that, although I positively refused to learn my letters, I was a very forward child. My great patron was a Captain Bridgeman, a very thin, elegantly made man, who was continually performing feats of address and activity ; occasionally I would escape with him and go down to the mess, remain at dinner, drink toasts, and, standing on the mess-table, sing two or three comic songs which he had taught me. I sometimes returned a little merry with the bumpers, which made my mother very angry, my old grand- mother to hold up her hands, and look at the ceiling through her spectacles, and my Aunt Milly as merry as myself. Before I was eight years old, I had become so notorious, that any prank played in the town, any trick undiscovered, was invariably laid to my account ; and many were the applications made to my mother for indemnification for 12 PERCIVAL KEENE i . broken windows and other damage done, too often, I grant, with good reason, but very often when I had been perfectly innocent of the misdemeanour. At last I was voted a common nuisance, and every one, except my mother and my Aunt Milly, declared that it was high time that I went to school. One evening the whole of the family were seated at tea in the back parlour. I was sitting very quietly and demurely in a corner, a sure sign that I was in mischief, and so indeed I was (for I was putting a little gunpowder into my grand- mother's snuff-box, which I had purloined, just that she might " smell powder," as they say at sea, without danger of life or limb), when the old woman addressed my mother " Bella, is that boy never going to school ? it will be the ruin of him." "What will be the ruin of him, mother?" rejoined my Aunt Milly ; " going to school ? " " Hold your nonsense, child ; you are as bad as the boy himself," replied granny. " Boys are never ruined by educa- tion ; girls sometimes are." Whether my mother thought that this was an innuendo reflecting upon any portion of her own life, I cannot tell ; but she replied very tartly " You're none the worse for my education, mother, or you woukl not be sitting here." " Very true, child," replied granny ; " but recollect, neither would you have married a marine a private marine, Bella, while your sister looks up to the officers. Ay," continued the old woman, leaving off her knitting and looking at her daughter, "and is likely to get one, too, if she plays her cards well that Lieutenant Flat can't keep out of the shop." (My granny having at this moment given me an opportunity to replace her snuff-box, I did not fail to profit by it ; and as I perceived her knitting-pin had dropped on the floor, I stuck it into the skirt of her gown behind, so that whenever she looked for it, it was certain ever to be behind her.) "Mr. Flat is of a very respectable family, I hear say," continued my grandmother. " And a great fool," interrupted my mother. " I hope Milly won't listen to him." " He's an officer," replied my granny, "not a private." 13 PERCIVAL KEENE " Well, mother, I prefer my private marine, for I can make him do as I please; if he's a private, I am commanding officer, and intend so to be as long as I live." " Well, well, Bella, let us say no more on the old score ; but that boy must go to school. Deary me, I have dropped my needle." My grandmother rose, and turned round and round, looking for her needle, which, strange to say, she could not find ; she opened her snuff-box and took a pinch to clear her optics. " Deary me, why, what's the matter with my snuff? and where can that needle be ? Child, come and look for the needle ; don't be sticking there in that corner." I thought proper to obey the order, and pretended to be very diligent in my search. Catching Aunt Milly's eye, I pointed to the knitting-needle sticking in the hind skirts of my grandmother's gown, and then was down on my knees again, while my aunt held her handkerchief to her mouth to check her laughter. A mirmte afterwards Ben the marine first tapped gently, and then opened the door and came in ; for at that late hour the officers were all at dinner, and the shop empty. " There are three parcels of books for you to take," said my mother ; " but you've plenty of time, so take down the tea-things, and get your tea in the kitchen before you go." " You haven't got a shilling, Bella, about you ? I want some "baccy," said Ben, in his quiet way. " Yes, here's a shilling, Ben ; but don't drink too much beer," replied my mother. " Deary me, what can have become of my needle ? " exclaimed my grandmother, turning round. " Here it is, ma'am," said Ben, who perceived it sticking in her skirt. "That's Percival's work, I'll answer for it." My granny received the needle from Ben, and then turned to me : " You good-for-nothing boy ; so you put the needle there, did you ? pretending to look for it all the while ; you shall go to school, sir, that you shall." " You said a needle, granny ; I was looking for a needle : you didn't say your knitting-pin ; I could have told you where that was." " Yes, yes, those who hide can find ; to school you go, or I'll not stay in the house." 14 PERCIVAL KEENE Ben took the tea-tray out of the room. He had been well drilled in and out of barracks. " I'll go down in the kitchen to father," cried I, for I was tired of sitting still. "No, you won't, sir," said my mother, "you naughty boy, the kitchen is not the place for you ; and if ever I hear of you smoking a pipe again " " Captain Bridgeman smokes," replied I. " Yes, sir, he smokes cigars ; but a child like you must not smoke a pipe." "And now come here, sir," said my granny, who had the lid of her snuff-box off, and held it open in her hand ; " what have you been doing with my snuff?" "Why, granny, have I had your snuff-box the whole day?" " How should I know ? a boy like you with every finger a fish-hook. I do believe you have ; I only wish I could find you out. 1 had fresh snuff this morning." " Perhaps they made a mistake at the shop, mother," said Aunt Milly ; " they are very careless." " Well, I can't tell : I must have some more ; I can't take this." "Throw it in the fire, granny," said I ; "and I'll run with the box and get it full again." "Well, I suppose it's the best thing I can do," replied the old woman, who went to the grate, and leaning over, poured the snuff out on the live coals. The result was a loud explosion and a volume of smoke, which burst out of the grate into her face the pinner and lappets singed, her spectacles lifted from her nose, and her face as black as a sweep's. The old woman screamed, and threw herself back ; in so doing, she fell over the chair upon which she had been sitting, and, somehow or another, tripped me up, and lay with all her weight upon me. I had been just attempting to make my escape during the confusion for my mother and Milly were equally frightened when I found myself completely smothered by the weight of my now almost senseless granny, and, as I have before men- tioned, she was a very corpulent woman. Had I been in any other position I should not have suffered so much ; but I had unfortunately fallen flat on my back, and was now lying with my face upwards, pressed upon by the 15 PERCIVAL KEENE broadest part of the old woman's body ; my nose was flattened, and my breath completely stopped. How long my granny might have remained there groaning, I cannot tell ; probably, as I was somewhat a spoiled child before this, it might have ended in her completely finishing me ; but she was roused up from her state of half syncope by a vigorous attack from my teeth, which, in the agony of suffocation, I used with preternatural force of jaw for one so young. I bit right through everything she had on, and as my senses were fast departing, my teeth actually met with my convulsive efforts. My granny, roused by the extreme pain, rolled over on her side, and then it was that my mother and aunt, who supposed that I had made my escape from the room, discovered me lifeless, and black in the face. They ran to me, but I still held on with my teeth, nor could I be separated from my now screaming relative, until the admission of fresh air, and a plentiful sprinkling of cold water brought me to my senses, when I was laid on the sofa utterly exhausted. It certainly was a narrow escape, and it may be said that the " biter was nearly bit." As for my granny, she recovered her fright and her legs, but she did not recover her temper ; she could not sit down without a pillow on the chair for many days, and although little was said to me in consequence of the danger I had incurred, yet there was an evident abhorrence of me on the part of the old woman, a quiet manner about my mother, and a want of her usual hilarity on the part of my aunt, which were to me a fore- boding of something unpleasant. A few days brought to light what was the result of various whisperings and consul- tations. It was on a fine Monday morning, that Ben made his appearance at an unusually early hour ; my cap was put on my head, my cloak over my shoulders ; Ben took me by the hand, having a covered basket in the other, and I was led away like a lamb to the butcher. As I went out there was a tear in the eyes of my Aunt Milly, a melancholy over the countenance of my mother, and a twinkling expression of satisfaction in my grandmother's eyes, which even her spectacles could not conceal from me : the fact was, my grandmother had triumphed, and I was going to school. 16 PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER IV soon as I was clear of the door, I looked up into Ben's face and said, " Father, where are we going ? " " Well," replied he, " I am going to take you to school." " School ! What am I going to school for ? " replied I. " For biting your grandmother, I expect, in the first place, and to get a little learning, and a good deal of flog- ging, if what they say is true ! I never was at school myself." " What do you learn, and why are you flogged ? " " You learn to read, and to write, and to count ; I can't do either more's the pity ; and you are flogged, because, without flogging, little boys can't learn anything." This was not a very satisfactory explanation. I made no further inquiries, and we continued our way in silence until we arrived at the school door; there was a terrible buzz inside. Ben tapped, the door opened, and a volume of hot air burst forth, all the fresh air having been consumed in repeating the fresh lessons for the day. Ben walked up between the forms, and introduced me to the schoolmaster, whose name was Mr. Thadeus O'Gallagher, a poor scholar from Ireland, who had set up an establishment at half-a- guinea a quarter for day scholars. He was reckoned a very severe master, and the children were kept in better order in his school than in any other establishment of the kind in the town ; and I presume that my granny had made inquiries to that effect, as there were one or two schools of the same kind much nearer to my mother's house. Ben, who probably had a great respect for learning, in conse- quence of his having none himself, gave a military salute to Mr. O'Gallagher, saying, with his hand still to his hat, te A new boy, sir, come to school." "Oh, by the powers! don't I know him?" cried Mr. O'Gallagher: "it's the young gentleman who bit a hole in his grandmother ; Master Keene, as they call him. Keen teeth, at all events. Lave him with me ; and that's his 17 B PERCIVAL KEENE dinner in the basket, I presume ; lave that too. He'll soon be a good boy, or it will end in a blow-up." Ben put down the basket, turned on his heel, and left the schoolroom, and me standing by the throne of my future pedagogue I say throne, because he had not a desk, as schoolmasters generally have, but a sort of square dais, about eighteen inches high, on which was placed another oblong superstructure of the same height, serving him for a seat. Both parts were covered with some patched and torn old drugget, and upon subsequent examination I found them to consist of three old claret-cases without covers, which he had probably picked up very cheap ; two of them turned upside down, so as to form the lower square, and the third placed in the same way upside down, upon the two lower. Mr. O' Gallagher sat in great dignity upon the upper one, with his feet on the lower, being thus sufficiently raised upon an eminence to command a view of the whole of his pupils in every part of the school. He was not a tall man, but very square built, with carroty hair and very bushy red whiskers, To me he appeared a most formidable person, especially when he opened his large mouth and displayed his teeth, when I was reminded of the sign of the Red Lion close to my mother's house. I certainly never had been before so much awed during my short existence as I was with the appearance of my pedagogue, who sat before me somewhat in the fashion of a Roman tribune, holding in his hand a short round ruler, as if it were his truncheon of authority. I had not been a minute in the school before I observed him to raise his arm ; away went the ruler whiz- zing through the air, until it hit the skull of the lad for whom it was intended at the other end of the schoolroom. The boy, who had been talking to his neighbour, rubbed his poll, and whined. " Why don't you bring back my ruler, you spalpeen ? " said Mr. O' Gallagher. " Be quick, Johnny Target, or it will end in a blow-up." The boy, who was not a little confused with the blow, sufficiently recovered his senses to obey the order, and whimpering as he came up, returned the ruler to the hands of Mr. O'Gallagher. "That tongue of yours will get you into more trouble than 18 PERCIVAL KEENE it will business, I expect, Johnny Target ; it's an unruly member, and requires a constant ruler over it." Johnny Target rubbed his head and said nothing. "Master Keene/' said he, after a short pause, "did you see what a tundering tump on the head that boy got just now, and do you know what it was for ? " " No," replied I. " Where's your manners, you animal ? No ! if you plase, for the future, you must not forget to say, ' No, sir/ or, ' No, Mr. O'Gallagher.' D'ye mind me now say yes what?" " Yes, what ! " " Yes, what ! you little ignoramus ; say ' Yes, Mr. O'Gal- lagher/ and recollect, as the parish clerk says, 'this is the last time of asking.' " "Yes, Mr. O'Gallagher." " Ah ! now, you see, there's nothing like coming to school you've learnt manners already ; and now, to go back again, as to why Johnny Target had the rap on the head, which brought tears into his eyes? I'll just tell you, it was for talking ; you see the first thing for a boy to learn is to hold his tongue, and that shall be your lesson for the day ; you'll just sit down there, and if you say one word during the whole time you are in the school, it will end in a blow-up; that means, on the present occasion, that I'll skin you alive as they do the eels, which, being rather keen work, will just suit your constitution." I had wit enough to feel assured that Mr. O'Gallagher was not to be trifled with, so I took my seat and amused myself with listening to the various lessons which the boys came up to say, and the divers punishments inflicted few escaped. At last, the hour of recreation and dinner arrived ; the boys were dismissed ; each seized his basket containing his provisions, or ran home to get his meal with his parents. I found myself sitting in the schoolroom, tete-a-tcte with Mr. O'Gallagher, and feeling very well inclined for my dinner. I cast a wistful eye at my basket, but I said nothing ; Mr. O'Gallagher, who appeared to have been in thought, at last said " Mr. Keene, you may now go out of school, and scream till you're hoarse, just to make up for lost time." " May I take my dinner, sir ? " inquired I. tf Is it your dinner you mane ? to be sure you may ; but 19 PERCIVAL KEENE first, I'll just look into the basket and its contents ; for you see, Mr. Keene, there is some victuals that don't agree with laming ; and if you eat them, you'll not be fit for your work when your play-hours are over. What's easy of digestion will do ; but what's bad for little boys' stomachs may get you into a scrape, and then it will end in a blow-up ; that is, you'll have a taste of the ferule or the rod two assistants of mine, to whom I've not yet had the pleasure of introducing you all in good time. If what I've heard of you be true, you and they will be better acquainted before long." Mr. O'Gallagher then examined the contents of my basket ; my aunt Milly had taken care that I should be well pro- vided : there was a large paper of beef sandwiches, a piece of bread and cheese, and three or four slices of seed-cake. Mr. O'Gallagher opened all the packages, and after a pause said "Now, Master Keene, d'ye think you would ever guess how I came by all my laming, and what I fed upon when it was pumped into me ? Then I'll tell you ; it was dry bread, with a little bit of cheese when I could get it, and that wasn't often. Bread and cheese is the food to make a scholar of ye ; and mayhap one slice of the cake mayn't much interfere, so take them and run away to the playground as fast as you can ; and d'ye hear me, Master Keene, recollect your grace before meat ' For what we have received, the Lord make us truly thankful.' Now, off wid you. The rest of the con- tents are confiscated for my sole use, and your particular benefit." Mr. O'Gallagher grinned as he finished his oration ; and he looked so much like a wild beast, that I was glad to be off as fast as I could. I turned round as I went out of the door, and perceived that the sandwiches were disappearing with wonderful rapidity ; but I caught his eye : it was like that of a tiger's at his meal, and I was off at redoubled speed. PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER V A.S soon as I gained the playground, which was, in fact, nothing more than a small piece of waste land, to which we had no more claim than any other people, I sat down by a post, and commenced my dinner off what Mr. O'Gallagher had thought proper to leave me. I was afraid of him, it is true, for his severity to the other boys convinced me that he would have little mercy upon me if I dared to thwart him ; but indignation soon began to obtain the mastery over my fears, and I began to consider if I could not be even with him for his barefaced robbery of my dinner ; and then I reflected whether it would not be better to allow him to take my food, If I found out that by so doing he treated me well ; and I resolved, at all events, to delay a little. The hour of play was now over, and a bell summoned us all to school ; I went in with the others, and took my seat where Mr. O'Gallagher had before desired me. As soon as all was silent, my pedagogue beckoned me to him. " Now, Mr. Keene," said he, " you'll be so good as to lend me your ears that is, to listen while I talk to you a little bit. D'ye know how many roads there are to laming ? Hold your tongue. I ask you because I know you don't know, and because I'm going to tell you. There are exactly three roads : the first is the eye, my jewel ; and if a lad has a sharp eye like yours, it's a great deal that will get into his head by that road ; you'll know a thing when you see it again, although you mayn't know your own father that's a secret only known to your mother. The second road to laming, you spalpeen, is the ear ; and if you mind all people say, and hear all you can, you'll gain a great many truths, and just ten times as much more in the shape of lies. You see the wheat and the chaff will come together, and you must pick the latter out of the former at any seasonable future opportunity. Now we come to the third road to laming, which is quite a different sort of road ; because, you see, the two first give us little trouble, and we trot along almost 21 PERCIVAL KEENE whether we will or not: the third and grand road is the head itself, which requires the eye and the ear to help it; and two other assistants, which we call memory and applica- tion. So you see we have the visual, then the aural, and then the mental roads three hard words which you don't under- stand, and which I shan't take the trouble to explain to such an animal as you are ; for I never throw away pearls to swine, as the saying is. Now then, Mr. Keene, we must come to another part of our history. As there are three roads to laming, so there are three manes or implements by which boys are stimulated to larn : the first is the ruler, which you saw me shy at the thick skull of Johnny Target, and you see'd what a rap it gave him ; well, then, the second is the ferule a thing you never heard of, perhaps ; but I'll show it you ; here it is," continued Mr. O'Gallagher, producing a sort of flat wooden ladle, with a hole in the centre of it. " The ruler is for the head, as you have seen ; the ferule is for the hand. You have seen me use the ruler ; now I'll show you what I do with the ferule." "You, Tommy Goskin, come here, sir." Tommy Goskin put down his book, and came up to his master with a good deal of doubt in his countenance. " Tommy Goskin, you didn't say your lesson well to- day." " Yes, I did, Mr. O'Gallagher," replied Tommy ; " you said I did yourself." "Well then, sir, you didn't say it well yesterday," con- tinued Mr. O'Gallagher. " Yes, I did, sir," replied the boy, whimpering. " And is it you who dares to contradict me ? " cried Mr. O'Gallagher ; " at all events, you won't say it well to-morrow ; so hold out your right hand." Poor Tommy held it out, and roared lustily at the first blow, wringing his fingers with the smart. "Now your left hand, sir; fair play is a jewel; always carry the dish even." Tommy received a blow on his left hand, which was fol- lowed up witli similar demonstrations of suffering. " There, sir, you may go now," said Mr. O'Gallagher ; "and mind you don't do it again, or else there'll be a blow-up. And now, Master Keene, we come to the third 22 PERCIVAL KEENE and last, which is the birch for the tail here it is have you ever had a taste ? " " No, sir," replied I. " Well, then, you have that pleasure to come, and come it will, I don't doubt, if you and I are a few days longer acquainted. Let me see " Here Mr. O'Gallagher looked round the school, as if to find a culprit ; but the boys, aware of what was going on, kept their eyes so attentively to their books, that he could not discover one ; at last he singled out a fat chubby lad. "Walter Puddock, come here, sir." Walter Puddock came accordingly; evidently he gave him- self up for lost. " Walter Puddock, I just have been telling Master Keene that you're the best Latin scholar in the whole school. Now, sir, don't make me out to be a liar do me credit, or, by the blood of the O' Gallaghers, I'll flog ye till you're as thin as a herring. What's the Latin for a cocked hat, as the Roman gentlemen wore with their fogeys ? " Walter Puddock hesitated a few seconds, and then, without venturing a word of remonstrance, let down his trousers. " See now the guilty tief, he knows what's coming. Shame upon you, Walter Puddock, to disgrace your preceptor so, anj make him tell a lie to young Master Keene. Where's Phil Mooney ? Come along, sir, and hoist Walter Puddock : it's no laming that I can drive into you, Phil, but it's sartain sure that by your manes I drive a little into the other boys." Walter Puddock, as soon as he was on the back of Phil Mooney, received a dozen cuts with the rod, well laid on. He bore it without flinching, although the tears rolled down his cheeks. "There, Walter Puddock, I told you it would end in a blow-up ; go to your dictionary, you dirty blackguard, and do more credit to your education and superior instruction from a certain person who shall be nameless." Mr. O'Gallagher laid the rod on one side, and then con- tinued "Now, Master Keene, I've just shown you the three roads to laming, and also the three implements to persuade little boys to larn ; if you don't travel very fast by the three first, why, you will be followed up very smartly by the three last 23 PERCIVAL KEENE a nod's as good as a wink to a blind horse, any day. And one thing more, you little spalpeen, mind that there's more mustard to the sandwiches to-morrow, or else it will end in a blow-up. Now you've got the whole theory of the art of tuition, Master Keene ; please the pigs, we'll commence with the practice to-morrow." My worthy pedagogue did not address me any more during that day ; the school broke up at five, and I made haste home, thinking over all that had passed in the schoolroom. My granny and mother were both anxious to know what had passed ; the first hoped that I had been flogged, the second that I had not; but I refused to communicate. I assumed a haughty, indifferent air ; for I was angry with my mother, and as for my grandmother, I hated her. Aunt Milly, however, when we were alone, did not question me in vain. I told her all that had passed ; she bade me be of good heart, and that I should not be ill-treated if she could help it. I replied, that if I were ill-treated, I would have my revenge somehow or another. I then went down to the barracks, to the rooms of Captain Bridgeman, and told him what had occurred. He advised me to laugh at the ruler, the ferule, and the rod. He pointed out to me the necessity of my going to school and learning to read and write ; at the same time was very indignant at the conduct of Mr. O'Gallagher, and told me to resist in every way any injustice or tyranny, and that I should be sure of his support and assistance, provided that I did pay attention to my studies. Fortified by the advice and protection of my two great friends, I made up my mind that I would learn as fast as I could, but if treated ill, that I would die a martyr, rather than yield to oppression; at all events, I would, if possible, play Mr. O'Gallagher a trick for every flogging or punish- ment I received ; and with this laudable resolution I was soon fast asleep, too fast even to dream. PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER YI W HEN my aunt Milly called me in the morning, that I might be up and have my breakfast in time for school, I felt as if two years had passed over my head during the last twenty-four hours. I had never witnessed tyranny until the day before, and my blood was heated with indignation : I felt myself capable of anything and everything. My anger was about as great towards my mother and grandmother, for having sent me to such a place, as it was against Mr. O'Gallagher. Instead of going up and kissing my mother, I paid no attention to either her or my grand- mother, much to the mortification of the former and surprise of the latter, who said, in a very cross manner, "Where's your manners, child ? why don't you say good morning ? " " Because I have not been long enough at school to learn manners, granny." "Come and kiss me before you go, my child," said my mother. " No, mother ; you have sent me to school to be beat, and I never will kiss you again." " Naughty, good-for-nothing boy ! " exclaimed my granny ; " what a bad heart you must have." " No, that he has not," cried my aunt Milly. " Sister should have inquired what sort of a school it was before she sent him." " I made every inquiry," replied my granny ; " he can't play tricks there." "Won't I?" cried I, "but I will ; and not only there but here. I'll be even with you all ; yes, I'll be even with you, granny, if I die for it." " Why, you audacious wretch, I've a great mind to " " I dare say you have, but recollect I can bite ; you'd better be quiet, granny, or, as the master says, ' it will end in a blow-up/ " " Only hear the little wretch," said my granny, lifting up her hands; "I shall see you hanged yet, you ungrateful child." 2$ PERCIVAL KEENE " I'm not ungrateful," replied I, throwing my arms round Milly's neck, and kissing her with fervour ; " I can love those who love me." " Then you don't love me ? " said my mother reproach- fully. " I did yesterday, but I don't now ; but it's time for me to go, aunt ; is my basket ready ? I don't want father to take me to school, I can do without him ; and when I don't choose to go any more, I won't ; recollect that, mother." So saying, I seized my basket and quitted the room. There was a long consultation, I found, after my departure : my mother, when my aunt had informed her of Mr. O'Gallagher' s conduct, Avished to remove me instantly ; my grandmother insisted upon it that there was not a word of truth in what I had said, and threatened that if I did not remain at that very school, she would leave Chatham, and take my aunt with her. As my mother could not part with Aunt Milly, the consequence was, that my grandmother gained the day. I arrived in good time, and took my seat near my master. I preferred doing this, as I had had a long conversation with Captain Bridgeman, who told me that, although Mr. O'Gallagher had put the ruler down as punishment No. 1, the ferule No. 2, and the birch as No. 3, and of course they were considered to be worse as the number rose, that he considered it to be the very contrary, as he had had them all well applied when he was at school ; he advised me, therefore, never to hold out my hand to the ferule, by which refusal I should, of course, be flogged ; but he assured me that the birch, especially when it is given often, was a mere nothing. Now I considered that the surest way to avoid the ruler was to sit close to my master, who could then have no pretence for sending it at my head : the fact was, I had determined to save the more noble portions of my body, and leave Mr. O'Gallagher to do what he pleased with the other : to do him justice, he lost no time. " Come here, Mr. Keene," said he, " where's your manners ? why don't you say good morning to your preceptor? Can you read at all ? " " No, sir." " D'ye know your letters ? " " Some of them I think I do, sir." 26 PERCIVAL KEENE "Some of them I suppose about two out of six-and- twenty. It's particular attention that's been paid to your education, I perceive ; you've nothing to unlearn anyhow, that's something. Now, sir, do you think that a classical scholar and a gentleman born like me, is to demane myself by hearing you puzzle at the alphabet? You're quite mis- taken, Mr. Keene ; you must gain your first elements second- hand ; so, where's Timothy Ruddel ? You, Timothy Ruddel, you'll just teach this young Master Keene his whole alphabet, and take care, at the same time, that you know your own lessons, or it will end in a blow-up ; and you, Master Keene, if you have not larnt your whole alphabet perfect by dinner time, why, you'll have a small taste of No. 2, just as a hint to what's coming next. Go along, you little ignorant black- guard ; and you, Timothy Ruddel, look out for a taste of No. 3, if you don't larn him and yourself all at once, and at the same time." I was very well pleased with this arrangement ; I had resolved to learn, and I was doubly stimulated to learn now, to save poor Timothy Ruddel from an unjust punishment. In the three hours I was quite perfect, and Timothy Ruddel, who was called up before me, was also able to say his lesson without a blunder, very much to the disappoint- ment of Mr. O'Gallagher, who observed, " So you've slipped through my fingers, have you, this time, Master Timothy ? Never mind, I'll have you yet ; and, moreover, there's Master Keene to go through the fiery furnace." Just before dinner time I was called up ; with my memory of many of the letters, and the assistance I had received from Timothy Ruddel, I felt very confident. " What letter's that, sir ? " said Mr. O'Gallagher. "A, B, C, D, E." " You little blackguard, I'll dodge you ; you think to escape, do you ? " V, X, P, O." Much to Mr. O'Gallagher's surprise, I said them all with- out one mistake. Instead of commendation I received abuse. " By all the powers," exclaimed my pedagogue, " but every- thing seems to go wrong to-day ; my hand has been com- pletely idle ; this will never do. Didn't you tell me, Mr. Keene, that you didn't know your letters ? " 27 PERCIVAL KEENE " I said I knew some of them, sir." " If my memory is correct, Mr. Keene, you told me that you knew two out of twenty-six." " No, sir, you said that." "That's just as much as to tell me, your preceptor, a classical scholar, and a Milesian gentleman to boot, that I lie, for which I intend to have satisfaction, Mr. Keene, I assure you. You're guilty in two counts, as they say at the Old Bailey, where you'll be called up to some of these days, as sure as you stand there ; one count is in telling me a lie, in saying you did not know your alphabet, when it's quite clear that you did ; and, secondly, in giving me the lie, by stating that I said what you said. You thought to escape me, but you're mistaken, Mr. Keene ; so now, if you please, we will just have a taste of No. 2. Hould out your hand, Mr. Keene : d'ye hear me, sir? hould out your hand." But this I positively refused to do. " You won't, won't you ? Well, then, we must increase the punishment for your contempt of court, and at once commence with No. 3, which I had intended to reserve till to-morrow. Come along, Phil Mooney, there's fresh mate for you to carry, and come out, No. 3, here's fresh ground for you to travel over." Phil Mooney and the birch soon made their appearance : I was hoisted by the one and scourged by the other. The first taste of the birch is anything but agreeable : I could only compare it to the dropping of molten lead. I tried all I could to prevent crying out, but it was impossible, and at last I roared like a mad bull ; and I was as mad as a bull, and as dangerous. Could I have picked up any weapon at the moment that I was dropped from the shoulders of Phil Mooney, it would have gone hard with Mr. O'Gallagher. My rage was greater than my agony. I stood where I had been landed, my chest heaving, my teeth set fast, and my apparel still in disorder. The school was dismissed, and I was left alone with the savage pedagogue, who immediately took up my basket, and began to rummage the contents. " Make yourself dacent, Mr. Keene, and don't be shocking my modesty, and taking away my appetite. Did you mention the mustard, as I desired you ? Upon my faith, but you're a nice boy, and do justice to the representations of your grand- 28 PERCIVAL KEENE mother ; and when you see her you may tell her that I did not forget the promise she exacted from me. You forgot all about the mustard, you little blackguard. If Phil Mooney was here I would give you another taste to freshen your memory for to-morrow ; however, to-morrow will do as well, if the mistake's not corrected. Here, take your victuals, and good appetite to you, you little monster of iniquity." Mr. O'Gallagher tossed me some bread, but this time reserved the cheese for his own eating. I had adjusted my dress, and I therefore left the schoolroom. I could not sit down without pain, so I leant against a post ; the bread re- mained in my hand untouched ; had it been the greatest delicacy in the world I could not have tasted a morsel. I was giddy from excess of feeling, my thoughts were rapidly chas- ing each other, when I heard a voice close to me. I looked round ; it was Walter Puddock, who had been flogged the day before. " Never mind, Keene," said he kindly ; " it hurts at first, but the more you get it the less you care for it. I don't mind it a bit now ; I cries, because he goes on flogging till you do, and it's no use having more than you can help." " I didn't deserve it," replied I. " That's not necessary ; you'll get it, as we all do, whether you deserve it or not." " Well, I'll try to deserve it in future," replied I, clench- ing my fist ; " I'll be even with him." " Why, what can you do ?" "Wait a little, and you'll see," said I, walking away, for an idea had come into my head which I wished to follow up. Soon afterwards the bell rang, and we returned to the schoolroom. I was put under the tuition of another boy, and took care to learn my lesson. Whether it was that he was tired with the exercise, for he flogged and feruled a dozen during that afternoon, or that he thought that my morning dose had been sufficient, I received no more punish- ment on that day. PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER VII .A.S soon as school was dismissed, I went straight to the rooms of Captain Bridgeman, and told him how I had been treated. As soon as he heard it, he exclaimed, " This is really too bad ; I will go with you, and I will consult with your aunt Amelia." It so happened that Aunt Milly was alone in the shop when we arrived, and after a detail of what had passed, she told Captain Bridgeman that my grandmother had put me to that school out of feelings of ill-will for the tricks I had played, and had threatened that if I were removed she would leave Chatham and take her away with her. My mother required assistance in the shop, and was afraid to affront my grand- mother, who was a very dictatorial, positive old woman, and would certainly keep her resolution ; but that rather than I should be treated in such a barbarous manner, she would insist upon my mother taking me away, or would herself leave the place. " It would never do for you to leave us, Miss Amelia," replied Captain Bridgeman ; " there are but few attractions in this place, and we cannot spare you ; the whole corps would go into deep mourning." " I don't want to leave the school," interrupted I ; " I would not leave it till I am revenged, for all the world. Now, I'll tell you what I want to do and do it I will, if he cuts me to pieces. He eats my sandwiches, and tells me if there's not more mustard to-morrow, he'll flog me. He shall have plenty of mustard, but he shall have something else. What can I put into the sandwiches so as to half kill him ? " " Not a bad idea, my little Percival," said Captain Bridge- man ; " I'll just ask the doctor how much calomel a man may take without a coroner's inquest being required." " Yes, that will do nicely," said my aunt ; " I'll take care he shall have mustard enough not to perceive it." "Well, I'll go to the barracks and be back directly," said Captain Bridgeman. 30 PERCIVAL KEENE " And I'm ready for the flogging as soon as the sandwiches are down his throat," replied I, laughing; "I don't care a fig for it." Captain Bridgeman soon returned with forty grains of calomel, which he delivered into aunt Milly's hands. "That is as much as we dare give the strongest man without running great danger ; we'll try the effect of that upon him, and if he don't improve, I think I shall go up to the school myself and threaten him." " As for that," replied Aunt Milly, " I'm sure that sister, iit she hears what's going on, as she cannot take Percival away, Avill order her husband, Ben, to go up and thrash him." " Not a bad idea, Miss Amelia ; we'll try that if we find it necessary ; at all events, we'll see who can persecute most." " Granny has told him to treat me ill," said I ; " that's very clear, from what he said ; never mind, I'll make her sorry for it yet." " Oh, Percival ! you must not do anything to granny," said Aunt Milly, looking very archly ; " I must not hear anything of the kind." The next morning I set off with the full conviction that I should be flogged before night, and notwithstanding that, as full of joy as if I was going to the fair. The morning passed as usual ; I said my lesson, but not very well ; I was thinking so much of my anticipated revenge, that I could not pay attention to my teacher, who was, as usual, one of the boys. "Master Keene," said Mr. O' Gallagher, "we'll let the account stand over till the evening, and then I'll give you a receipt in full. I may have one or two lines to add to it before the sun goes down ; you'll not escape me this time, anyhow." The boys went out at the dinner hour, leaving me, as before, to wait for my basket, after the tyrant had helped himself. I stood by him in silence while he was rummaging its contents. "Now, Mr. Keene, I'll see if you've remembered my particular injunction relative to the mustard." "I told my aunt to put more mustard, sir," replied I humbly, " it's she that cuts the sandwiches." "Well, then, if your aunt has not complied with your 31 PERCIVAL KEENE request, see if I don't flay you alive, you little imp of abomination." The sandwiches were pulled out of the paper and tasted. " Down on your knees, Mr. Keene, and thank all the blessed saints that your aunt has saved you from at least one-half of what I intended to administer to you this blessed afternoon, for she has doubled the mustard, you tief," said Mr. O'Galla- gher, speaking with his mouth as full as it could hold. Down went sandwich after sandwich, until they had all disappeared. Oh ! what joy was mine ! I could have tossed up my cap and leapt in the air. Having received the bread and cheese, for he permitted me to have the latter on this occasion, I went out and enjoyed my meal, delighted with Mr. O'Gallagher's having fallen into the trap I had laid for him. The bell summoned us in, and all went on as usual for the first two hours, when I thought Mr. O'Gallagher changed countenance and looked very pale. He continued, however, to hear the lessons, until at last I perceived him pass his hand up and down and across his stomach, as if he had had a twinge ; a few minutes afterwards, he compressed his thick lips, and then put his hands to his abdomen. " Ah ! he begins to feel it now," thought I ; and sure enough he did ; for the pain increased so rapidly that he lost all patience, and vented his feelings by beating with his ruler, on the head, the whole class of boys standing up before him, till one or two dropped down, stunned with the blows. At last he dropped the ruler, and, pressing both hands to his stomach, he rolled himself backwai'ds and forwards, and then twisted and distorted his legs till he could bear the pain no longer ; and he gave vent to a tremendous Irish howl grinning and grinding his teeth for a few seconds, and then howling again, writhing and twisting in evident agony while the perspiration ran off his forehead. " Och ! murder ! I'm poisoned sure. Lord save my sinful soul ! Oh oh oh ! eh eh eh ! mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy ! Oh, holy St. Patrick ! I'm kilt entirely ; "- and so subdued was he at last by the pain, that he burst out into a flood of tears, crying and roaring like a child. Again the paroxysms came on " Murder, murder, murder ! " shrieked the wretch at the highest pitch of his voice, so that he was heard at some distance, and some 32 PERCIVAL KEENE of the neighbours came in to inquire what was the matter. Mr. O'Gallagher was now in a fainting state, and leaning against the table, he could merely say in a low voice, " A doctor quick a doctor." The neighbours perceiving how ill he was, led him out of the schoolroom into his own apartment, one going for a doctor, and the others telling the boys they might all go home, a notice of which they gladly availed themselves. I need hardly say, that I made all the haste I could to communicate the successful result of my trick to Milly and Captain Bridgeman. The medical man who was summoned gave Mr. O'Gallagher some very active medicine, which assisted to rid him of the calomel ; of his having taken which, of course, the medical man was ignorant. The violence of the dose was, however, so great, and left him in such a state, that Mr. O'Gallagher could not leave his room for three days, nor resume his seat in the school until a week had elapsed, during which I remained at home plotting still further mischief. Mr. O'Gallagher resumed his occupations, and I was again sent off to school. When I entered the schoolroom I found him looking very pale and cadaverous ; as soon as he saw me his lips were drawn apart, and he showed his large white teeth, reminding me of the grinning of a hyena ; he did not, however, say anything to me. My studies were resumed ; I said my lesson perfectly, but was fully prepared for punish- ment. I was, however, agreeably disappointed ; he did not punish either me or any of the other boys. I afterwards found out the reason was, that, although necessity compelled him to re-open his school as soon as he could, he was too weak to undergo the fatigue of following up his favourite diversion. When the dinner hour arrived, and the boys were dismissed, I waited patiently to see what he would do with my basket, which stood beside him. " Take your basket, and eat your dinner, Master Keene," said he, walking out of the school- room into his own apartments. I could not help saying, " Won't you have the sandwiches, sir ? " He turned round and gave me a look so penetrating and so diabolical, that I felt sure that he knew to whom he had been indebted for his late severe illness. 33 PRRCIVAL KEENE From this day forward Mr. O'G. never interfered with the contents of my basket, and I had my dinner all to myself. The shock which had been given to his constitution was so great, that for three or four months he may be said to have crawled to his schoolroom, and I really began to think that the affair would turn out more serious than was intended ; but gradually he regained his strength, and as he recovered his vigour, so did he resume his severity. But I was a great gainer during the three or four months of quiet which reigned during Mr. O'Gallagher's convales- cence. Since I have been grown up, I have often thought, and am indeed confirmed in my opinion, that we lose rather than gain by being educated at too early an age. Commence with one child at three years, and with another at seven years old, and in ten years, the one whose brain was left fallow even till seven years old, will be quite as far, if not farther, advanced than the child whose intellect was prematurely forced at the earlier age ; this is a fact which I have since seen proved in many instances, and it certainly was corro- borated in mine. In six months I could read and write very fairly, and had commenced arithmetic; true, I was stimulated on by the advice of Captain Bridgeman, the love I bore my aunt Milly, and the hatred which I had for my master, which made me resolve that I would not deserve punishment on that score. It was in May that I administered the dose to Mr O' Gal- lagher ; in September he was quite well again, and the ruler, the ferule, and the rod were triumphantly at work. It is useless to say how often I was punished, for it was every day ; always once, sometimes twice ; I became completely callous to it, nay, laughed at it, but my mind was ever at work upon some mischief, in the way of retaliation. I put little pancakes of cobbler's wax on Mr. O'Gallagher's throne, and he had the pleasure of finding himself stuck fast by the breeches when he rose up to punish. I anointed the handle of the ferule and rod with birdlime ; put dead cats under the claret cases which composed his seat of authority, so that the smell would drive him distracted before he found it out. I drew up with a squirt all the ink which was in the inkstands fixed in the writing-desks, so as not to be taken out 34 PERCIVAL KEENE of the sockets, and made good the deficiency with water, which put him to no little expense. I once made him almost frantic, by rubbing his handker- chief, which always lay by his side, and with which he was accustomed to wipe his face every five minutes (for he was profuse in his perspiration), with what is called cow-itch : not being aware of what was the cause, he wiped his face more and more, until he was as red as a peony, and the itching became intolerable. On such occasions he never inquired who was the party, but called me and Phil Mooney. I, on the other hand, never said a word in way of expostulation. I took my flogging, which was as severe as he could give it, as a matter of course, quite satisfied with the exchange. As Walter Puddock had told me, and as I have no doubt the Eton boys will confirm, after a certain quantity of flagel- lations, the skin becomes so hard as to make the punishment almost a matter of indifference, and so I found it. So passed the time until the month of November, when I was fully enabled to pay off my worthy pedagogue for all that I was indebted to him. CHAPTER VIII J_ HE boys had been saving up all their money to purchase fireworks for the celebrated 5th of November a day on which it was said that certain persons, finding it impossible to reform the Lords and Commons, had determined to get rid of them at once : why they have not been in similar danger every year since the first attempt was made, I know not ; certain it is, that it is the only reform measure that can ever be effectual. Guy Fawkes and his confederates, whether Popish or Protestant, from their disregard of human life, certainly proved themselves the founders of a party, still existing, whose motto is, " Measures, and not Men." But to proceed : Mr. O'Gallagher had never before at- tempted to interfere with the vested rights of urchins on that day : being, however, in a most particularly irascible humour, instead of a whole, he made it known that there 35 PERCIVAL KEENE would only be a half-holiday, and we were consequently all called in for morning lessons, instead of carrying about, as we had intended, the effigy of the only true reformer that ever existed in this country. This made us all very sulky and discontented in the first place, and our anxiety to get out of school was so great, that the lessons were not very perfect in the second. The ferule and rod were called out and liberally administered ; but what was our horror and dismay when Mr. O'Gallagher, about an hour before dinner, announced to us that all the squibs and crackers, with which our pockets were crammed, were to be given up immediately ; and that as we had not said our lessons well, there would be no half-holiday. The whole school were in mute despair. One by one were the boys summoned up to the throne of Mr. O'Gallagher, and their pockets searched by Phil Mooney, who emptied them of their pyrotechnical contents, all of which were deposited on the dai's of Mr. O'Gallagher's throne, which, I have before observed, was composed of* two empty claret cases turned upside down, surmounted by another, on which Mr. O'Gallagher sat, all three covered with old green baize. By the time that the whole school had been rifled, the heap of fireworks was very considerable, and Mr. O'Gallagher, to prevent any of them being recovered by the boys, lifted up the claret case on which he sat, and which was on the top of the other two, and desired Phil Mooney to put them all underneath it. This was done ; Mr. O'Gallagher resumed his seat, and the lessons continued till the dinner hour arrived, but, alas ! not the half-holiday or the fireworks. The boys went out ; some mournful, some angry, some sulky, some frightened ; a few, a very few, declaiming against such injustice. I was in a rage ; my blood boiled. At last my invention came to my aid, and without considering the consequences, I determined how to act. As it was an hour and a half before school would com- mence, I hastened home, and, having spent all my money, begged Aunt Milly to give me some ; she gave me a shilling, and with that I bought as much gunpowder as I could pro- cure, more than a quarter of a pound. 36 PERCIVAL KEENE I then returned to the school, looked into the schoolroom, and found it empty ; I quickly raised up the claret case, under which the fireworks had been placed, put the powder under it, leaving only sufficient for a very small train, which would not be perceived in the green baize covering ; having so done, I left the schoolroom immediately, and rejoined my companions. I had a piece of touchwood, as all the bovs had, to let off their fireworks with, and this I lighted and left in a corner until the bell should summon us into school. Oh ! how my heart beat when I heard the sound, so full was I of anxiety lest my project should fail. Once more we were all assembled. Mr. O'Gallagher surveying, with the smile of a demon, the unhappy and disappointed faces of the boys, was again perched upon his throne, the rod on one side, the ferule on the other, and the ruler, that dreaded truncheon of command, clenched in his broad fist. I had the touchwood lighted and concealed in my hand ; gradually I moved downwards, until at last, unperceived by Mr. O'Gallagher, I was behind him, and close to my train of gunpowder. I gave one look to ascertain if he had observed me ; his eye was roving over the school for some delinquent to throw his ruler at. Fearful that he might turn round to me, I no longer hesitated, and the touchwood Avas applied to the train. Ignorant as I was of the force of gunpowder, it was with astonishment, mingled with horror, that I beheld, in a second, the claret case rise up as if it had wings, and Mr. O'Gallagher thrown up to the ceiling enveloped in a cloud of smoke, the crackers and squibs fizzing and banging, while the boys in the school uttered a yell of consternation and fear as they rushed back from the explosion, and afterwards, tumbling over one another, made their escape from the schoolroom. The windows had all been blown out with a terrible crash, and the whole schoolroom was now covered by the smoke. There I stood in silent dismay at the mischief which I had done. The squibs and crackers had not, however, all finished popping, before I heard the howling of Mr. O'Gallagher, who had fallen down upon the centre schoolroom table. I was still in the schoolroom half-suffocated, yet not moving 37 PERCIVAL KEENE away from where I stood, when the neighbours, who had been alarmed by the explosion and the cries of the boys, rushed in, and perceiving only me and Mr. O'Gallagher, who still howled, they caught hold of us both, and bore us out in their arms. It was high time, for the schoolroom was now on fire, and in a few minutes more the flames burst out of the windows, while volumes of smoke forced through the door and soon afterwards the roof. The engines were sent for, but before they could arrive, or water be procured, the whole tenement was so enveloped in flames that it could not be saved. In an hour, the locale of our misery was reduced to ashes. They had put me on my legs as soon as we got clear of the schoolroom, to ascertain whether I was hurt, and finding that I was not, they left me. I never shall forget what my sensations were, when I beheld the flames and volumes of smoke bursting out ; the hurry and bustle and confusion outside, the working of the engines ; the troops marched up from the barracks, the crowd of people assembled, and the ceaseless mingling of tongues from every quarter; and all this is my doing, thought I mine all mine. I felt delighted that I had no partner or confederate ; I could, at all events, keep my own secret. I did, however, feel some anxiety as to Mr. O'Gallagher, for, much as I de- tested him, I certainly had no intention to kill him ; so after a time, I made inquiries, and found that he was alive, and in no danger, although very much bruised and somewhat burnt. No one could explain how the catastrophe occurred, further than that Mr. O'Gallagher had collected all the squibs and crackers from the boys, and that they had exploded somehow or another ; most people said that it served him right. My grandmother shook her head and said, " Yes, yes, gunpowder will go off, but " and she looked at me " it requires a match to be put to it." I looked up very innocently, but made no reply. Mr. O'Gallagher's favourite expression, to wit, " that it would end in a blow-up," proved, as far as his school was concerned, literally true. He had not the means of procuring another suitable tenement in Chatham, and as soon as he had re- 33 PERCIVAL KEENE covered from the injuries he had received, he quitted the town. It was not until he had left, that I ventured to make known to Captain Bridgeman, and my aunt Milly, the trifling share I had in the transaction ; and they, perceiving the prudence of keeping my secret, desired me on no account to let it be known to any one else. CHAPTER IX -A.S soon as it was ascertained that Mr. O'Gallagher was gone, my grandmother insisted upon my being sent to another school, and on this occasion my mother made the inquiries herself, and I was despatched to one much nearer home ; and being treated well, not only played fewer tricks, but advanced rapidly in my education ; so rapidly, indeed, that my grandmother began to think that I was not so bad a boy as I used to be. As she treated me more kindly, I felt less inclined to tease her, although the spirit of mischief was as undiminished as ever, and was shown in various ways. 1 may as well here observe, that out of the many admirers of my aunt Milly, there were only two who appeared to be at all constant in their attentions. One was Lieutenant Flat, who was positively smitten, and would have laid his pay and person at her feet, had he received anything like encourage- ment ; but my aunt disliked him in the first place, and, more-: over, had a very strong feeling towards Captain Bi'idgeman. Mr. Flat was certainly a very fine-looking soldier, being tall, erect, and well-made, but he was at the same time not over brilliant ; he was, as an officer, the very sort of person my father Ben was as a private. But the other party, Captain Bridgeman, did not come forward ; he appeared to be in doubt, and not at all able to make up his mind. The fact was, that my mother being married to a private, made any match with the sister objectionable to the whole corps, as it would be derogatory that one sister should be the wife of a private, and the other of an officer. Ben would 39 PERCIVAL KEENE have been able to say, " My brother-in-law, the captain of my division," which would never have done ; and this Captain Bridgeman felt, and therefore resisted, as well as he could, the inroads which my aunt's beauty and mirth had made into his heart. My aunt was exactly a person to suit Captain Bridgeman as a helpmate, had it not been for this unfortunate alliance of my mother's. Lieutenant Flat was too stupid and indifferent to the opinion of the other officers, to care anything about what they thought ; he would have married Milly long before, but my aunt, who had made up her mind to marry an officer, did not yet despair of obtaining the captain ; and although she would not positively dismiss Lieutenant Flat, she merely kept him as a sort of reserve, to fall back upon when every other chance was gone. I should like, if I possibly could, to give the reader some idea of my mother's circulating-library and sort of universal commodity shop ; it was a low-windowed building, one storey high, but running a long way back, where it was joined to a small parlour, in which we generally sat during the day, as it was convenient in case of company or customers, the little pai-lour having a glass door, which permitted us to look into the shop. In the front windows, on one side, were all the varieties of papers, sealing-wax, inkstands, and every kind of stationery, backed by children's books, leather writing-cases, prints, cari- catures, and Tonbridge ware. In the other windows were ribbons, caps, gloves, scarfs, needles, and other little articles in demand by ladies, and which they required independent of their milliners. At the entrance were sticks and canes ; on the counter a case of gold and more moderate-priced trinkets. On the shelves of the millinery side were boxes of gloves, ribbons, buttons, &c. On the opposite side, perfumes, cigars, tooth- brushes, combs, scented soaps, and other requisites for the toilet. About ten feet on each side of the shop was occupied with the above articles ; the remainder of the shelves were reserved for the circulating-library. At the back of the shop were some seats round a small table, on which was laid the newspaper of the day ; and on 40 PERCIVAL KEENE each side of the parlour-door were hoops, bats, balls, traps, skittles, and a variety of toys for children. My mother usually attended to the millinery, and my aunt Milly to what might be termed the gentlemen's side of the shop ; the remainder of the goods and circulating-library were in the hands of both. There were few hours of the day in which the chairs at the counter and round the table were not taken possession of by some one or another, either reading the paper or a book, or talking, to pass away the time. In fact, it was a sort of rendezvous, where all who met knew each other, and where the idle of our own sex used to repair to get rid of their time. Captain Bridgeman and Mr. Flat were certainly the two most constantly to be found there, although few of the marine officers were a day without paying us a visit. Such was the locale; to describe the company will be more difficult, but I will attempt it. My mother, remarkably nicely dressed, is busy opening a parcel of new books just arrived ; my aunt Milly behind the counter, on the gentlemen's side, pretending to be working upon a piece of muslin about five inches square. Mr. Flat sitting near the table, fallen back in his chair, apparently watching the flies on the ceiling. Captain Bridgeman, a very good-looking man, very slight, but extremely active, is sitting at the counter opposite to where my aunt is stand- ing ; a small black cane, with a silver head to it, in his hand, and his gloves peculiarly clean and well-fitting. He has an eye as sharp as an eagle's, a slight hook to his nose, thin lips, and very white teeth ; his countenance as full of energy and fire as that of Lieutenant Flat is heavy and unmeaning. "Miss Amelia, if I may take the liberty," said Captain Bridgeman, pointing with his cane to the bit of muslin she is employed upon; "what are you making? it's too small for any part of a lady's dress." " It is quite large enough for a cuff, Captain Bridgeman." "A cuff; then you are making a cuff, I presume?" (t Indeed she is not, Captain Bridgeman," replies my mother, "it is only to keep herself out of mischief. She spoils a bit like that every week. And that's why it is so small, Captain Bridgeman ; it would be a pity to spoil a larger piece." 41 PERCIVAL- KEENE " I really was not aware that such a mere trifle would keep you out of mischief," said the captain. "You know," replied Aunt Milly, "that idleness is the root of all evil, Captain Bridgeman." "Flat, do you hear that?" says Captain Bridgeman. " What ? " replies Flat. " That idleness is the root of all evil ; what an evil-dis- posed person you must be ! " " I was thinking," replied Flat. " I suspect it's only lately you've taken to that. Who or what were you thinking about ? " "Well, I believe I was thinking how long it would be before dinner was ready." " That's very rude, Mr. Flat ; you might have said that you were thinking about me," replied my aunt. "Well, so I was at first, and then I began to think of dinner-time." " Don't be offended, Miss Amelia ; Flat pays you a great compliment in dividing his attentions ; but I really wish to know why ladies will spoil muslin in such a predetermined manner. Will you explain that, Mrs. Keene ? " " Yes, Captain Bridgeman : a piece of work is very valu- able to a woman, especially when she finds herself in com- pany with gentlemen like you. It saves her from looking down, or looking at you, when you are talking nonsense ; it prevents your reading in her eyes what is passing in her mind, or discovering what effect your words may have upon her ; it saves much awkwardness, and very often a blush ; sometimes a woman hardly knows which way to look ; some- times she may look any way but the right. Now a bit of muslin with a needle is a remedy for all that ; for she can look down at her work, and not look up till she thinks it advisable." " I thank you for your explanation, madam ; I shall always take it as a great compliment if I see a lady very busy at work when I'm conversing with her." " But you may flatter yourself, Captain Bridgeman," replied my mother ; " the attention to her work may arise from perfect indifference, or from positive annoyance. It saves the trouble of making an effort to be polite." " And pray, may I inquire, Miss Amelia, what feeling may 42 PERCIVAL KEENE cause your particular attention to your work at this present moment ? " "Perhaps in either case to preserve my self-possession/' replied Amelia; "or perhaps, Captain Bridgeman, I may prefer looking at a piece of muslin to looking at a marine officer." " That's not very flattering/' replied the captain ; " if you spoil the muslin, you're determined not to spoil me." " The muslin is of little value," said Amelia softly, walking to the other side of the shop, and turning over the books. " Mr. Flat/' said my mother, " your subscription to the library is out last month ; I presume I can put your name down again ? " " Well, I don't know ; I never read a book/' replied Mr. Flat, yawning. " That's not at all necessary, Mr. Flat," said my mother ; " in most businesses there are sleeping partners ; besides, if you don't read, you come here to talk, which is a greater enjoyment still, and luxuries must be paid for." "Well, I'll try another quarter," replied Mr. Flat, "and then " " And then what ? " said my aunt Milly, smiling. " Well, I don't know/' says Flat. " Is that clock of yours right, Mrs. Keene ? " " It is ; but I am fearful that your thoughts run faster than the clock, Mr. Flat ; you are thinking of the dress- bugle for dinner." " No, I was not/' "Then you were thinking of yourself." " No, I wasn't, Mrs. Keene/' said Flat, rising, and walking out of the shop. " I'll tell you/' said he, turning round as he went out, " what I was thinking of, Mrs. Keene ; not of myself, I was thinking of my bull pup." My mother burst out a-laughing as the lieutenant disap- peared. " I was not far wrong when I said he was thinking of himself," said she ; "for a calf is a sort of bull pup." At this sally Captain Bridgeman laughed, and danced about the shop ; at last he said, " Poor Flat ! Miss Amelia, he's desperately in love with you." " That's more than I am with him/' said Amelia calmly. 43 PERCIVAL KEENE Here two ladies came in. Captain Bridgeman made a most polite bow. " I trust Mrs. Handbell is quite well, and Miss Handbell, I hardly need ask the question with the charming colour you have ? " " Captain Bridgeman, you appear to live in this library ; I wonder Mrs. Keene don't take you into partnership." " If I were not honoured with the custom of Mrs. Handbell and other ladies, I fear that my shop would have little attrac- tion for gentlemen," replied my mother, with a courtesy. " Mrs. Keene is quite correct in her surmise, Miss Hand- bell," said Captain Bridgeman ; " now that I have seen you, I shall not think my morning thrown away." " If report says true, Captain Bridgeman," replied Mrs. Handbell, "you would be quite as often here, even if no ladies were to be customers of Mrs. Keene. Mrs. Keene, have you any of that narrow French ribbon left ? " " I think I have, madam ; it was off this piece, was it not ? " " Yes ; but I really don't know exactly how much I re- quire ; perhaps you will measure it, and allow me to return what is left ? " " Certainly, madam ; will you take it with you, or shall I send it ? " " I wish for it directly ; will you be very long in measuring it, for I ought to be home now." " Perhaps you'll have the kindness to measure what you take off yourself, madam," replied my mother, "and then you need not wait." "You put confidence in me, I observe, Mrs. Keene," re- plied Mrs. Handbell; "well, I will do you justice." My mother smiled most graciously, put the piece of ribbon in paper, and handed it to Mrs. Handbell, who, bowing to Captain Bridgeman, quitted the shop. " I wonder whether you would trust me in that way ? " said Captain Bridgeman to my mother. "I don't think I should; Amelia says you will help yourself to cigars, and that she is sure you cheat when you count them." " Does she really say that ? Well, I did think that if there was any one who would have upheld my character, it would have been Miss Amelia." "Perhaps, Captain Bridgeman, she is getting tired of so doing." 44 PERCIVAL KEENE " Or tired of me, Mrs. Keene, which would be worse still. Here comes a fair young lady Miss Evans, if I mistake not ; I believe she is a good customer to your library." " She reads a great deal, arid is therefore only a customer to the library." "Ladies who are fond of reading are seldom fond of working." " Good morning, Miss Evans," said Captain Bridgeman ; "you come for more food for the mind, I presume ?" (Miss Evans gave a bob and turned to my mother.) " Have you anything new, Mrs. Keene ? I have brought back the three volumes of Godolphin." " Yes, miss, I have some books down to-day." While Miss Evans was selecting from the new books, enter Mr. Jones, Mr. Smith, and Mr. Claville, of the marine corps, for cigars. Amelia comes out to attend them they purchase a few articles, and are talking very loud, when three more ladies enter the shop, all for books. It being now about three o'clock, the customers and loungers come in fast. Captain Bridgeman saunters away in company with his brother officers ; other parties enter, who are succeeded by fresh claimants for books or the other articles to be procured in the repository. This demand continues till about five o'clock, when the library becomes empty ; I come home from school, my father slinks in from barracks, and my mother and sister return to the back parlour, where they find my grandmother, as usual, very busy with her knitting. Such is a fair sample of what took place at our shop every succeeding day. My mother made few bad debts, and rapidly added to her savings. My aunt Milly still balancing between the certainty of Lieutenant Flat and the chance of Captain Bridgeman, and I dividing my time and talents between learning and contriving mischief. PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER X _A_BOUT six months after I had blown up the school of Mr. O'Gallagher, the company to which my father Ben belonged was ordered afloat again, and shortly afterwards sailed for the East Indies, in the Redoubtable, 74. That my mother was very much pleased at his departure, I do not scruple to assert ; but whether she ever analysed her feelings, I cannot pretend to say. I rather think that all she wished was, that the chapter of accidents would prevent Ben's reappearance, as she was ashamed of him as a husband, and felt that he was an obstacle to her sister's advancement. So one fine day, Ben wished us all good-bye ; my mother was very generous to him, as she could well afford to be. I rather think that Ben himself was not sorry to go, for, stupid as he was, he must have felt what a cipher he had become, being treated, not only by my mother, but by everybody else, even by me, as a sort of upper servant. It so happened, that about a month after Ben's departure, Captain Delmar had, through the interest of his uncle, Lord de Versely, been appointed to a ship which was lying in the Medway, and he came down to Chatham to join her. He had no idea that my mother was there, for he had lost sight of her altogether, and had it not been for me, might very probably have left the town without having made the discovery. Among other amusements, I had a great partiality for a certain bull pup, mentioned by Lieutenant Flat in the former chapter, and which he had made me a present of; the pup was now grown up, and I had taught it many tricks, but the one which afforded me most amusement (of course, at other people's expense) was, that I had made out of oakum a sham pigtail, about a foot and a half long, very strong and thick, with an iron hook at the upper end of it. The sham tail I could easily hook on to the collar of any one's coat from behind, without their perceiving it ; and Bob had been instructed by me, whenever I told him to fetch it (and not before), to jump up at the tail wherever it might be, and hang on to it with all the tenacity of the race. 46 PERCIVAL KEENE As it may be supposed, this was a great source of mirth in the barracks ; it was considered a good joke, and was much applauded by Captain Bridgeman. But }t was not considered a good joke out of the barracks ; and many an old woman had I already frightened almost out of her senses, by affixing the tail to any portion of the back part of her dress. It so happened, that one afternoon, as I was cruising about with Bob at my heels, I perceived the newly-arrived Captain Delmar, in all the pomp of pride of full uniform, parading down the street with a little middy at his heels; and I thought to myself, " Law ! how I should like to hang my tail to his fine coat, if I only dared : " the impulse had become so strong, that I actually had pulled up my pinafore and dis- engaged the tail ready for any opportunity, but I was afraid that the middy would see me. Captain Delmar had passed close to me, the middy at his heels was passing, and I thought all chance was gone, when, suddenly, Captain Delmar turned short round and addressed the little officer, asking him whether he had brought the order-book with him ? The middy touched his hat, and said, " No ; " upon which Captain Delmar began to inflict a most serious lecture upon the lad for forgetting what he had forgotten himself, and I again passed by. This was an opportunity I could not resist; while the captain and middy were so well employed giving and re- ceiving, I fixed my oakum tail to the collar of the captain's gold-laced coat, and then walked over to the other side of the street with Bob at my heels. The middy being duly admonished, Captain Delmar turned round again and resumed his way ; upon which I called Bob, who was quite as ready for the fun as I was, and pointing to the captain, said, "Fetch it, Bob." My companion cleared the street in three or four bounds, and in a few seconds afterwards made a spring up the back of Captain Delmar, and seizing the tail, hung by it with his teeth, shaking it with all his might as he hung in the air. Captain Delmar was, to use a sailor's term, completely taken aback ; indeed he was nearly capsized by the unexpected assault. For a short time he could not discover what it was ; at last, by turning his head over his shoulder and putting his hand behind him, he discovered who his assailant was. 47 PERCIVAL KEENE Just at that time, I called out " Mad dog ! mad dog ! " and Captain Delmar hearing those alarming words, became dreadfully frightened ; his cocked hat dropped from his head, and he took to his heels as fast as he could, running down the street, with Bob clinging behind him. The first open door he perceived was that of my mother's library ; he burst in, nearly upsetting Captain Bridgeman, who was seated at the counter, talking to Aunt Milly, crying out "Help ! help !" As he turned round, his sword became entangled between his legs, tripped him up, and he fell on the floor. This unhooked the tail, and Bob galloped out of the shop, bearing his prize to me, who, with the little middy, remained in the street convulsed with laughter. Bob de- livered up the tail, which I again concealed under my pinafore, and then, with a demure face, ventured to walk towards my mother's house, and, going in at the back door, put Master Bob in the wash-house out of the way ; the little middy, who had picked up the captain's hat, giving me a wink as I passed him, as much as to say, I won't inform against you. In the meantime Captain Delmar had been assisted to his legs by Captain Bridgeman, who well knew who had played the trick, and who, as well as Aunt Milly, had great diffi- culty in controlling his mirth. " Merciful heaven ! what was it ? Was the animal mad ? Has it bitten me ?" exclaimed Captain Delmar, falling back in his chair, in which he had been seated by Captain Bridgeman. " I really do not know," replied Captain Bridgeman ; " but you are not hurt, sir, apparently, nor indeed is your coat torn." " What dog whose dog can it be ? it must be shot immediately I shall give orders I shall report the case to the admiral. May I ask for a glass of water ? Oh, Mr. Dott, you're there, sir ; how came you to allow that dog to fasten himself on my back in that way ? " " If you please," said the middy, presenting his cocked hat to the captain, " I did draw my dirk to kill him, but you ran away so fast that I couldn't catch you." "Very well, sir, you may go down to the boat and wait for orders," replied the captain. 48 PERCIVAL KEENE At this moment my mother, who had been dressing her- self, made her first appearance, coming out of the back parlour with a glass of water, which Aunt Milly had gone in for. Perceiving a gold-laced captain, she advanced all smiles and courtesies, until she looked in his face, and then she gave a scream, and dropped the tumbler on the floor, much to the surprise of Captain Bridgeman, and also of Aunt Milly, who, not having been at the Hall, was not acquainted with the person of Captain Delmar. Just at this moment in came I, looking as demure as if, as the saying is, "butter would not melt in my mouth," and certainly as much astonished as the rest at my mother's embarrassment ; but she soon recovered herself, and asked Captain Delmar if he would condescend to repose himself a little in the back parlour. When my mother let the tumbler fall, the captain had looked her full in the face and recog- nised her, and in a low voice said, "Excessively strange so very unexpected ! " He then rose up from the chair and followed my mother into the back room. "Who can it be ?" said Aunt Milly to Captain Bridgeman, in a low tone. " I suppose it must be the new captain appointed to the Calliope. I read his name in the papers, the Honourable Captain Delmar." " It must be him," replied Milly ; " for my sister was brought up by his aunt, Mrs. Delmar ; no wonder she was surprised at meeting him so suddenly. Percival, you naughty boy," continued Milly, shaking her finger at me, "it was all your doing." " Oh, Aunt Milly ! you should have seen him run," replied I, laughing at the thought. " I'd recommend you not to play with post-captains," said Captain Bridgeman, "or you may get worse than you give. Mercy on us ! " exclaimed he, looking at me full in the face. " What's the matter ? " said Aunt Milly. Captain Bridgeman leant over the counter, and I heard him whisper, " Did you ever see such a likeness as between the lad and Captain Delmar t" Milly blushed a little, nodded her head, and smiled, as she turned away. Captain Bridgeman appeared to be afterwards 49 D PERCIVAL KEENE in a brown study ; he tapped his boot with his cane, and did not speak. About a quarter of an hour passed, during which Captain Delmar remained with my mother in the parlour, when she opened the door, and beckoned me to come in. I did so not without some degree of anxiety, for I was afraid that I had been discovered. But this doubt was soon removed ; Captain Delmar did me the honour to shake hands with me, and then patted my head, saying, he hoped I was a good boy, which, being compelled to be my own trumpeter, I very modestly declared that I was. My mother, who was standing up behind, lifted up her eyes at my barefaced assertion. Captain Delmar then shook hands with my mother, intimating his intention of paying her another visit very soon, and- again patting me on the head, quitted the parlour, and went away through the shop. As soon as Captain Delmar was gone, my mother turned round, and said, PERCIVAL KEENE appeared to consent, and, in return, begged my mother to take care of my dog Bob, which she promised to do. My mother cried a great deal during the night ; the next morning she gave me five guineas as pocket-money, recom- mending me to be careful of it, and telling me I must look to Captain Delmar for my future supply. She tied up the little linen I had brought with me in a handkerchief, and shortly after the coxswain knocked at the door, and came upstairs to claim me for his Majesty's service. "I'm come for the youngster, if you please, marm," said the coxswain, a fine, tall seaman, remarkably clean and neat in his dress. My mother put her arms round me, and burst into tears. " I beg your pardon, marm," said the coxswain, after standing silent about a minute, "but could not you do the piping after the youngster's gone ? If I stay here long I shall be blowed up by the skipper as sure as my name's Bob Cross." " I will detain you but a few seconds longer," replied my mother ; " I may never see him again." "Well, that's a fact; my poor mother never did me," replied the coxswain. This observation did not raise my mother's spirits. Another pause ensued, during which I was bedewed with her tears, when the coxswain approached again " I ax your pardon, marm ; but if you know anything of Captain Delmar, you must know he's not a man to be played with, and you would not wish to get me into trouble. It's a hard thing to part with a child, I'm told ; but it wouldn't help me if I said anything about your tears. If the captain were to go to the boat, and find me not there, he'd just say, ' What were my orders, sir ? ' and after that, you know, marm, there is not a word for me to say." "Take him, then, my good man," replied my mother, pressing me convulsively to her heart " take him ; Heaven bless you, my dear child." "Thanky, marm ; that's kind of you," replied the coxswain. " Come, my little fellow, we'll soon make a man of you." I once more pressed my lips to my poor mother's, and she resigned me to the coxswain, at the same time taking some silver off the table and putting it into his hand. 65 E PERCIVAL KEENE " Thanky, marm ; that's kinder still, to think of another when you're in distress yourself; I shan't forget it. I'll look after the lad a bit for you, as sure as myname's Bob Cross." My mother sank down on the sofa, with her handkerchief to her eyes. Bob Cross caught up the bundle, and led me away. I was very melancholy, for I loved my mother, and could not bear to see her so distressed, and for some time we walked on without speaking. The coxswain first broke the silence " What's your name, my little Trojan ? " said he. " Percival Keene." " Well, I'm blessed if I didn't think that you were one of the Delmar breed, by the cut of your jib ; howsomever, it's a wise child that knows its own father." " Father's dead," replied I. " Dead ! Well, fathers do die sometimes ; you must get on how you can without one. I don't think fathers are of much use, for, you see, mothers take care of you till you're old enough to go to sea. My father did nothing for me, ex- cept to help mother to lick me, when I was obstropolous." The reader, from what he has already been informed about Ben the marine, may easily conceive that I was very much of Bob Cross's opinion. " I suppose you don't know anybody on board do you ? " "Yes, I know Tommy Dott I knew him when the ship was at Chatham." "Oh! Mr. Tommy Dott; I dare say you're just like him, for you look full of mischief. He's a very nice young man for a small party, as the saying is ; there is more devil in his little carcass than in two women's, and that's not a trifle ; you'll hunt in couples, I dare say, and get well flogged at the same gun, if you don't take care. Now, here we are, and I must report my arrival with you under convoy." Bob Cross sent a waiter for the captain's steward, who went up to Captain Delmar. I was ordered to go upstairs, and again found myself in the presence of the noble captain, and a very stout, elderly man, with a flaxen wig. "This is the lad," said Captain Delmar, when I came into the room and walked up to him ; " you know exactly what 66 PERCIVAL KEENE he requires ; oblige me by seeing him properly fitted out, and the bill sent in to me." "Your orders shall be strictly obeyed, Captain Delmar/* said the old gentleman, with a profound bow. "You had better not order too many things, as he is grow- ing fast'; it will be easy to make good any deficiencies as they may be required." "Your orders shall be most strictly obeyed, Captain Del- mar/' replied the old gentleman, with another bow. " I hardly know what to do with him for to-day and to- morrow, until his uniforms are made," continued the captain ; " I suppose he must go on board." " If you have no objection, Captain Delmar," said the old gentleman, with another low bow, " I am sure that Mrs. Cul- pepper will be most proud to take charge of any protege of yours ; we have a spare bed, and the young gentleman can remain with us until he is ready to embark in the uniform of his rank." " Be it so, Mr. Culpepper ; let your wife take care of him until all is complete, and his chest is ready. You'll oblige me by arranging about his mess." " Your wishes shall be most strictly attended to, Captain Delmar," replied Mr. Culpepper, with another profound incli- nation, which made me feel very much inclined to laugh. " If you have no further orders, Captain Delmar, I will now take the young gentleman with me." "Nothing more, Mr. Culpepper good morning," replied Captain Delmar, who neither said how-d'ye-do to me when I came in, nor good-bye when I went away in company with Mr. Culpepper. I had yet to learn what a thing of no conse- quence was a " sucking Nelson." I followed Mr. Culpepper downstairs, who desired me to remain with the coxswain, who was standing under the arch- way, while he spoke to the captain's steward. "Well," said Bob Cross, "what's the ticket, youngster? are you to go aboard with me ? " " No," said I ; " I am to stay on shore with that old chap, who does nothing but bob his head up and down. Who is he ? " "That's our nipcheese." " Nipcheese ! " 67 PERCIVAL KEENE " Yes ; nipcheese means purser of the ship you'll find all that out by-and-by ; you've got lots to larn, and, by way of a hint, make him your friend if you can, for he earwigs the captain in fine style." Perceiving that I did not understand him, Bob Cross con- tinued : " I mean that our captain's very fond of the officers paying him great respect, and he likes all that bowing and scraping ; he don't like officers or men to touch their hats, but to take them right off their heads when they speak to him. You see, he's a sprig of nobility, as they call it, and, what's more, he's also a post-captain, and thinks no small beer of himself; so don't forget what I say here comes the purser." Mr. Culpepper now came out, and, taking my hand, led me away to his own house, which was at Southsea. He did not speak a word during the walk, but appeared to be in deep cogitation : at last we arrived at his door. CHAPTER XIV W HY is it that I detain the reader with Mr. Culpepper and his family ? I don't know, but I certainly have an inclination to linger over every little detail of events which occurred upon my first plunging into the sea of life, just as naked boys on the New River side stand shivering a while before they can make up their minds to dash into the unnatural element ; for men are not ducks, although they do show some affinity to geese by their venturing upon the treacherous fluid. The door was opened, and I found myself in the presence of Mrs. Culpepper and her daughter, the heiress, as I after- wards discovered, to all Mr. Culpepper's savings, which were asserted to be something considerable, after thirty years' em- ployment as purser of various vessels belonging to his Majesty. Mrs. Culpepper was in person enormous she looked like a feather-bed standing on end ; her cheeks were as large as a dinner-plate, eyes almost as imperceptible as a mole's, nose just visible, mouth like a round O. It was said that she was once a great Devonshire beauty. Time, who has been denominated Edax rerum, certainly had as yet left her 68 PERCIVAL KEENE untouched, reserving her for a bonne bouche on some future occasion. She sat in a very large arm-chair indeed, no common- sized chair could have received her capacious person. She did not get up when I entered ; indeed, as I discovered, she made but two attempts to stand during the twenty-four hours; one was to come out of her bedroom, which was on the same floor as the parlour, and the other to go in again. Miss Culpepper was somewhat of her mother's build. She might have been twenty years old, and was, for a girl of her age, exuberantly fat ; yet, as her skin and complexion were not coarse, many thought her handsome ; but she promised to be as large as her mother, and certainly was not at all suited for a wife to a subaltern of a marching regiment. " Who have we here ? " said Mrs. Culpepper to her husband, in a sort of low croak ; for she was so smothered with fat that she could not get her voice out. " Well, I hardly know," replied the gentleman, wiping his forehead, " but I've my own opinion." " Mercy on me, how very like ! " exclaimed Miss Culpepper, looking at me, and then at her father. " Would not you like to go into the garden, little boy?" continued she ; "there, through the passage, out of the door, you can't miss it." As this was almost a command, I did not refuse to go ; but as soon as I was in the garden, which was a small patch of ground behind the house, as the window to the parlour was open, and my curiosity was excited by their evidently wishing to say something which they did not wish me to hear, I stopped under the window and listened. " The very picture of him," continued the young lady. " Yes, yes, very like indeed," croaked the old one. " All I know is," said Mr. Culpepper, " Captain Delmar has desired me to fit him out, and that he pays all the expenses." "Well, that's another proof," said the young lady; "he wouldn't pay for other people's children." " He was brought down here by a very respectable-looking, I may say interesting, and rather pretty woman, I should think about thirty." " Then she must have been handsome when this boy was born," replied the young lady: "I consider that another proof. Where is she ? " 69 PERCIVAL KEENE " Went away this morning by the day-coach, leaving the boy with the captain, who sent his coxswain for him." " There's mystery about that/' rejoined the daughter, " and therefore I consider it another proof." " Yes," said Mr. Culpepper, " and a strong one too. Captain Delmar is so high and mighty, that he would not have it thought that he could ever condescend to have an intrigue with one beneath him in rank and station, and he has sent her away on that account, depend upon it." " Just so ; and if that boy is not a son of Captain Delmar, I'm not a woman." " I am of that opinion," replied the father, " and therefore I offered to take charge of him, as the captain did not know what to do with him till his uniform was ready." "Well," replied Miss. Culpepper, "I'll soon find out more. I'll pump everything that he knows out of him before he leaves us ; I know how to put that and that together." " Yes," croaked the fat mother ; " Medea knows how to put that and that together, as well as any one." " You must be very civil and very kind to him," said Mr. Culpepper; "for, depend upon it, the very circumstance of the captain's being compelled to keep the boy at a distance will make him feel more fond of him." " I've no patience with the men in that respect," observed the young lady ; " how nobility can so demean themselves I can't think. No wonder they are ashamed of what they have done, and will not acknowledge their own offspring." " No, indeed," croaked the old lady. " If a woman has the misfortune to yield to her inclinations, they don't let her off so easily," exclaimed Miss Medea. "No, indeed," croaked the mamma again. " Men make the laws and break them," continued Miss Culpepper. " Mere brute strength, even in the most civilised society. If all women had only the spirit that I have, there would be a little alteration, and more justice." "I can't pretend to argue with you, Medea," replied Mr. Culpepper ; " I take the world as I find it, and make the best of it. I must go now, my steward is waiting for me at the victualling office. Just brush my hat a little, Medea, the wind has raised the nap, and then I'll be off." I walked very softly from the window; a new light had 70 PERC1VAL KEENE burst upon me. Young as I was, I also could put that and that together. I called to mind the conduct of my mother towards her husband Ben ; the dislike of my grandmother to Captain Delmar ; the occasional conversations I had over- heard ; the question of my mother checked before it was finished " If I knew who it was that I had been playing the trick to ; " the visits my mother received from Captain Delmar, who was so haughty and distant to everybody ; his promise to provide for me, and my mother's injunctions to me to be obedient, and look up to him as a father, and the remarks of the coxswain, Bob Cross, "If I were not of the Delmar breed :" all this, added to what I had just overheard, satisfied me that they were not wrong in their conjectures, and that I really was the son of the honourable captain. My mother had gone : I Avould have given worlds to have gained this information before, that I might have questioned her, and obtained the truth from her ; but that was now im- possible, and I felt convinced thab writing was of no use. I recollected the conversation between her and the captain, in which she promised to keep the secret, and the answer she gave me when I questioned her ; nothing, then, but my tears and entreaties could have any effect, and those I knew were powerful over her ; neither would it be of any use to ask Aunt Milly, for she would not tell her sister's secrets, so I resolved to say nothing about it for the present ; and I did not forget that Mr. Culpepper had said that Captain Delmar would be annoyed if it was supposed that I was his son. I resolved, therefore, that I would not let him imagine that I knew anything about it, or had any idea of it. I remained more than an hour in deep thought, and it was strange what a tumult there was in my young heart at this discovery. I hardly comprehended the nature of my posi- tion, yet I felt pleased on the whole ; I felt as if I were of more importance ; nay, that I was more capable of thinking and acting than I was twenty-four hours before. My reveries were, however, disturbed by Miss Medea, who came to the back-door, and asked me if I was not tired of walking, and if I would not like to come in. " Are you not hungry, Master Keene ? Would you like to have a nice piece of cake and a glass of currant wine before dinner ? We shall not dine till three o'clock." 71 PERCIVAL KEENE u If you please/' replied I ; for I would not refuse the bribe, although I had a perfect knowledge why it was offered. Miss Medea brought the cake and wine. As soon as I had despatched them, which did not take very long, she commenced her pumping, as I had anticipated, and which I was determined to thwart, merely out of opposition. " You were sorry to leave your mamma, weren't you, Master Keene ? " " Yes ; very sorry, miss." " Where's your papa, dearest ? He's a very pretty boy, mamma, ain't he ? " continued the young lady, putting her fingers through my chestnut curls. " Yes ; handsome boy," croaked the old lady. " Papa's dead." "Dead! I thought so," observed Miss Medea, winking at her mother. " Did you ever see your papa, dearest ? " " Oh yes ; he went to sea about eighteen months ago, and he was killed in action." After this came on a series of questions and cross- questions ; I replied to her so as to make it appear that Ben was my father, and nobody else, although I had then a very different opinion. The fact was, I was determined that I would not be pumped, and I puzzled them, for I stated that my aunt Milly was married to Captain Bridge- man, of the marines ; and not till then did Miss Medea ask me what my father was. My reply was, that he had also been in the marines, and they consequently put him down as a marine officer, as well as Captain Bridgeman. This added so much to the respectability of my family, that they were quite mystified, and found that it was not quite so easy to put that and that together as they had thought. As soon as they were tired of questioning, they asked me if I would not like to take another turn in the garden, to which I consented ; and, placing myself under the window as before, I heard Miss Medea say to her mother " Father's always finding out some mare's nest or another ; and because there is some likeness to the captain, he has, in his great wit, made an important discovery. It's quite 72 PERCIVAL KEENE evident that he's wrong, as he generally is. It's not very likely that Captain Delmar should have had an intrigue with the wife of a marine officer, and her sister married also into the corps. The widow has brought him down herself, it is true, but that proves nothing ; who else was to bring him down, if it was not his mother ? and the very circumstance of her going away so soon proves that she felt it improper that she should remain ; and, in my opinion, that she is a modest, interesting young woman, in whom Captain Delmar has taken an interest. I wish father would not come here with his nonsensical ideas, telling us to make much of the boy." "Very true, Medea/' replied the mother; "you might have saved that cake and wine." Thinks I to myself, you have not pumped me, and I never felt more delighted than at having outwitted them. I thought it, however, prudent to walk away from the window. Shortly afterwards, Mr. Culpepper returned, accompanied by one of the numerous Portsmouth fitting-out tailors. I was summoned ; the tailor presented a list of what he declared to be absolutely necessary for the outfit of a gentleman. Mr. Culpepper struck out two-thirds of the articles, and desired the remainder to be ready on the Friday morning, it being then Wednesday. The tailor promised faithfully, and Mr. Culpepper also promised most faithfully, that if the articles were not ready they would be left on his hands. As soon as the tailor had gone, Miss Medea asked me if I would not like to take another run in the garden. I knew that she wished to speak to her father, and therefore had a pleasure in disappointing her. I therefore replied, that I had been there nearly the whole day, and did not wish to go out any more. " Never mind whether you wish it or not ; I wish you to go," replied Miss Medea tartly. " Medea, how can you be so rude ? " cried Mr. Culpepper ; "surely Mr. Keene may do as he pleases. I'm surprised at you, Medea." "And I'm surprised at you, papa, finding out a mystery when there is none," replied Miss Medea, very cross. "All you said this morning, and all your surmises, have turned out to be all moonshine. Yes, you may look, papa ; I tell you-^- all moonshine." 73 PERCIVAL KEENE " Why, Medea, what nonsense you are talking ! " replied Mr. Culpepper. "Medea's right," croaked Mrs. Culpepper; "all moon" shine." "So you need not be so very particular, papa, I can tell you," rejoined Miss Medea, who then whispered in her father's ear, loud enough for me to hear, " No such thing, nothing but a regular marine." " Pooh, nonsense," replied the purser, in a low voice ; " the boy has been taught to say it he's too clever for you, Medea." At this very true remark of her father's, Miss Medea swelled into a towering passion, her whole face, neck, and shoulders for she wore a low gown in the morning turning to a fiery scarlet. I never saw such a fury as she appeared to be. She rushed by me so roughly, that I was thrown back a couple of paces, and then she bounced out of the room. " Medea knows how to put that and that together, Mr. Culpepper," croaked out Mrs. Culpepper. " Medea's wise in her own conceit, and you're a regular old fool," rejoined Mr. Culpepper with asperity ; " one too knowing, and the other not half knowing enough. Master Keene, I hope you are hungry, for we have a very nice dinner. Do you like ducks and green peas ? " "Yes, sir, very much," replied I. " Were you born at Chatham, Master Keene ? " " No, sir, I was born at the Hall, near Southampton. My mother was brought up by old Mrs. Delmar, the captain's aunt." I gave this intelligence on purpose ; as I knew it would puzzle Miss Medea, who had just returned from the kitchen. Mr. Culpepper nodded his head triumphantly to his daughter and wife, who both appeared dumfounded at this new light thrown upon the affair. Miss Medea paused a moment, and then said to me " I wish to ask you one question, Master Keene." "I will not answer any more of your questions, miss," replied I. " You have been questioning me all the morning, and just now, you were so rude as nearly to push me down. If you want to know anything more, ask Captain Delmar ; 74 PERCIVAL KEENE or, if you wish it, I will ask Captain Delmar whether I am to answer you, and if he says I am, I will, but not without." This was a decided blow on my part ; mother and Medea both looked frightened, and Mr. Culpepper was more alarmed than either of the females. It proved to them that I knew what they were inquiring for, which was to them also proof that I also knew who I was ; and further, my reference to Captain Delmar satisfied them that I felt sure of his support, and they knew that he would be very much irritated if I told him on what score they had been pumping me. " You are very right, Master Keene," said Mr. Culpepper, turning very red, " to refuse to answer any questions you don't like; and, Medea, I'm surprised at your behaviour. I insist upon it you do not annoy Master Keene with any more of your impertinent curiosity." " No, no," croaked the old lady ; " hold your tongue, Medea, hold your tongue." Miss Medea, who looked as if she could tear my eyes out if she dared, swallowed down her rage as well as she could. She was mortified at finding she had made a mistake, annoyed at my answering her so boldly, and frightened at her father's anger ; for the old gentleman was very apt to vent it in the argumenium ad J'ceminam, and box her ears soundly. Fortunately dinner was served just at this moment, and this gave a turn to the conversation, and also to their thoughts. Mr. Culpepper was all attention, and Miss Medea, gradually recovering her temper, also became affable and condescending. The evening passed away very agreeably ; but I went to bed early, as I wished to be left to my own reflections, and it was not till daylight that I could compose my troubled mind so as to fall asleep. CHAPTER XV ALTHOUGH the aversion which I had taken to the whole Culpepper family was so great that I could have done any- thing to annoy them, my mind was now so fully occupied with the information which I had collected, relative to my 75 PERCIVAL KEENE supposed birth and parentage, that I could not think of mischief. I walked on the common or in the little garden during the whole of the following day, plunged in deep thought, and at night, when I went to bed, I remained awake till the dawn. During these last two days I had thought and reflected more than I had perhaps done from the hour of my birth. That I was better off than I should have been if I had been the son of a private in the marines, I felt convinced ; but still I had a feeling that I was in a position in which I might be subjected to much insult, and that unless I was acknowledged by my aristocratic parent, my connection with his family would be of no use to me ; and Captain Delmar, how was I to behave to him ? I did not like him much, that was certain, nor did this new light which had burst forth make me feel any more love for him than I did before. Still my mother's words at Chatham rung in my ears, " Do you know who it is that you have been ? " &c. I felt sure that he was my father, and I felt a sort of duty towards him ; perhaps an increase of respect. These were anxious thoughts for a boy not fourteen ; and the Culpeppers remarked, that I had not only looked very pale, but had actually grown thin in the face during my short stay. As I was very quiet and reserved after the first day, they were very glad when my clothes were brought home, and I was reported ready to embark ; so was I, for I wanted to go on board and see my friend Tommy Dott, with whom I intended, if the subject was brought up, to consult as to my proceedings, or perhaps I thought it would be better to con- sult Bob Cross, the captain's coxswain ; I was not sure that I should not advise with them both. I had made up my mind how to behave to my mother. I knew that she would never acknowledge the truth, after what had passed between the captain and her when I was present ; but I was resolved that I would let her know that I was in the secret ; and I thought that the reply to me would be a guide as to the correctness of the fact, which, with all the hastiness of boyhood, I considered as incontrovertible, al- though I had not the least positive proof. The day that I was to go on board I requested Miss Culpepper to give me a sheet of paper, that I might write to 76 PERCIVAL KEENE my mother. She supplied me very readily, saying, " You had better let me see if you make any mistake in your spelling before your letter goes ; your mamma will be so pleased if you write your letter properly." She then went down into the kitchen to give some orders. As I had not the slightest intention that she should read what I wrote, and resolved to have it in the post before she came up again, I was very concise in my epistle, which was as follows : " DEAR MOTHER, I have found it all out I am the son of Captain Delmar, and every one here knows what you have kept a secret from me. I go on board to-day. Yours truly, P. KEENE." ' This was very short, and, it must be admitted, direct to the point ; I could not, perhaps, have written one which was so calculated to give my mother uneasiness. As soon as it was finished, I folded it up, and lighted a taper to seal it. Old Mrs. Culpepper, who was in the room, croaked out, " No, no ; you must show it to Medea." But I paid no attention to her, and having sealed my letter, put on my hat, and walked out to the post-office. I dropped it into the box, and on returning, found Mr. Culpepper coming home, accompanied by Bob Cross, the captain's coxswain, and two of the boat's crew. As I presumed, they were sent for me ; I joined them im- mediately, and was kindly greeted by Bob Cross, who said " Well, Mr. Keene, are you all ready for shipping ? We've come for your traps." " All ready," replied I, " and very glad to go, for I'm tired of staying on shore doing nothing." We were very soon at the house. The seamen carried away my chest and bedding, while Bob Cross remained a little while, that I might pay my farewell to the ladies. The ceremony was not attended with much regret on either side. Miss Culpepper could not help asking me why I did not show her my letter, and I replied, that there were secrets in it, which answer did not at all add to her good temper ; our adieus were, therefore, anything but affectionate, and before the men with my effects were a hundred yards in advance, Bob Cross and I were at their heels. PERCIVAL KEENE " Well, Master Keene," said Bob, as we wended our way across Southsea Common, "how do you like the purser's ladies ? " " Not at all," replied I ; " they have done nothing but try to pump me the whole time I have been there ; but they did not make much of it." "Women will be curious, Master Keene pray what did they try to pump about ? " I hardly knew how to reply, and I hesitated. I felt a strong inclination towards Bob Cross, and I had before reflected whether I should not make him my confidant ; still I was undecided and made no reply, when Bob Cross answered for me "Look ye, child for although you're going on the quarter- deck, and I am before the mast, you are a child compared to me I can tell you what they tried to pump about, as well as you can tell me, if you choose. According to my thinking, there's no lad on board the frigate that will require good advice as you will ; and J tell you candidly, you will have your cards to play. Bob Cross is no fool, and can see as far through a fog as most chaps ; I like you for yourself as far as I see of you, and I have not forgotten your mother's kind- ness to me, when she had her own misery to occupy her thoughts ; not that I wanted the money it wasn't the money, but the way and circumstances under which it was given. I told her I'd look after you a bit a bit means a great deal with me and so I will, if you choose that I shall ; if not, I shall touch my hat to you as my officer, which won't help you much. So, now you have to settle, my lad, whether you will have me as your friend, or not." The appeal quite decided me. " Bob Cross," replied I, " I do wish to make you my friend ; I thought of it before, but I did not know whether to go to you or to Tommy Dott." " Tommy Dott! Well, Master Keene, that's not very flatter- ing, to put me in one scale, and Tommy Dott in the other ; I'm not surprised at its weighing down in my favour. If you wish to get into mischief, you can't apply to a better hand than Tommy Dott ; but Tommy Dott is not half so fit to advise you, as you are, I expect, to advise him ; so make him your playmate and companion, if you please, but as to his advice, it's not worth asking. However, as you have given 78 PERCIVAL KEENE me the preference, I will now tell you that the Culpepper people have been trying to find out who is your father. Ain't I right ? " " Yes, you are," replied I. " Well then, this is no time to talk about such things ; we shall be down to the boat in another minute, so we'll say no more at present ; only recollect, when you are on board, if they talk about appointing a man to take charge of your hammock, say that Bob Cross, the captain's coxswain, is, you understand, to be the person ; say that, and no more. I will tell you why by-and-by, when we have time to talk together ; and if any of your messmates say anything to you on the same point which the Culpeppei-s have been working at, make no reply, and hold yourself very stiff. Now, here we are at the sally-port, so there's an end to our palaver for the present." ' My chest and bedding were already in the boat, and as soon as Cross and I had stepped in, he ordered the bowman to shove off; in half-an-hour we arrived alongside the frigate, which lay at Spithead, bright with new paint, and with her pennant proudly flying to the breeze. "You'd better follow me, sir, and mind you touch your hat when the officers speak to you," said Bob Cross, ascend- ing the accommodation ladder. I did so, and found myself on the quarter-deck, in the presence of the first lieutenant and several of the officers. "Well, Cross," said the first lieutenant. " I've brought a young gentleman on board to join the ship. Captain Delmar has, I believe, given his orders about him." " Mr. Keene, I presume ? " said the first lieutenant, eyeing me from head to foot. " Yes, sir," replied I, touching my hat. " How long have you been at Portsmouth ? " " Three clays, sir ; I have been staying at Mr. Culpepper's." "Well, did you fall in love with Miss Culpepper?" "No, sir," replied I ; "I hate her." At this answer the first lieutenant and the officers near him burst out a-laughing. "Well, youngster, you must dine with us in the gun-room to-day ; and where's Mr. Dott ? " " Here, sir," said Tommy Dott, coming from the other side of the quarter-deck. 79 PERCIVAL KEENE "Mr. Dott, take this young gentleman down below, and show him the midshipmen's berth. Let me see, who is to take care of his hammock ? " " I believe that Bob Cross is to take care of it, sir," said I. "The captain's coxswain humph! Well, that's settled, at all events; very good we shall have the pleasure of your company to dinner, Mr. Keene. Why, Mr. Dott and you look as if you knew each other." " Don't we, Tommy ? " said I to the midshipman, grinning. " I suspect that there is a pair of you," said the first lieu- tenant, turning aft and walking away ; after which Tommy and I went down the companion ladder as fast as we could, and in a few seconds afterwards were sitting together on the same chest, in most intimate conversation. My extreme resemblance to our honourable captain was not unobserved by the officers who were on the quarter-deck at the time of my making my appearance ; and, as I after- wards heard from Bob Cross, he was sent for by the surgeon, on some pretence or another, to obtain any information relative to me. What were Bob Cross's reasons for answering as he did I could not at that time comprehend, but he explained them to me afterwards. "Who brought him down, Cross?" said the surgeon care- lessly. " His own mother, sir ; he has no father, sir, I hear." " Did you see her P What sort of a person was she ? " " Well, sir," replied Bob Cross, " I've seen many ladies of quality, but such a real lady I don't think I ever set my eyes upon before ; and such a beauty I'd marry to-morrow if I could take in tow a craft like her." " How did they come down to Portsmouth ? " " Why, sir, she came down to Portsmouth in a coach and four; but she walked to the George Hotel, as if she was nobody." This was not a fib on the part of the coxswain, for we came down by the Portsmouth coach ; it did, however, de- ceive the surgeon, as was intended. " Did you see anything of her, Cross ? " " Not when she was with the captain, sir, but at her own lodgings I did ; such a generous lady I never met with." A few more questions were put, all of which were replied 80 PERCIVAL KEENE to in much the same strain by the coxswain, so as to make out my mother to be a very important and mysterious person- age. It is true that Tommy Dott could have contradicted all this ; but, in the first place, it was not very likely that there would be any communication upon the point between him and the officers ; and, in the next, I cautioned him to say nothing about what he knew, which, as he was strongly attached to me, he strictly complied with : so Bob Cross completely mystified the surgeon, who, of course, made his report to his messmates. Mr. Culpepper's report certainly differed somewhat from that of Bob Cross. There was my statement of my aunt being married to a marine officer but it was my statement ; there was also my statement of my mother residing with Captain Delmar's aunt. Altogether there was doubt and mystery ; and it ended in my mother being supposed to be a much greater person than she really was everything tend- ing to prove her a lady of rank being willingly received, and all counter-statements looked upon as apocryphal and false. But whoever my mother might be, on one point every one agreed, which was, that I was the son of the Honourable Captain Delmar, and on this point I was equally convinced myself. I waited with some anxiety for my mother's reply to my letter, which arrived two days after I had joined the frigate. It was as follows : "MV DEAR PERCIVAL, You little know the pain and astonishment which I felt upon the receipt of your very un- kind and insulting letter ; surely you could not have reflected at the time you wrote it, but must have penned it in a moment of irritation arising from some ungenerous remark which has been made in your hearing. "Alas, my dear child, you will find, now that you have commenced your career in life, that there are too many whose only pleasure is to inflict pain upon their fellow- creatures. I only can imagine that some remark has been made in your presence, arising from there being a similarity of features between you and the Honourable Captain Delmar : that there is so has been before observed by others. Indeed, your uncle and aunt Bridgeman were both struck with the resemblance when Captain Delmar arrived at Chatham ; but 81 F PERCIVAL KEENE this proves nothing, my dear child : people are very often alike, who have never seen each other, or heard each other mentioned till they have by accident been thrown together so as to be compared. " It may certainly be, as your father was in the service of Captain Delmar, and constantly attended upon him, and indeed, I may add, as I was occasionally seeing him, that the impression of his countenance might be constantly in our memory, and but you don't understand such questions, and therefore I will say no more, except that you will im- mediately dismiss from your thoughts any such idea. " You forget, my dearest boy, that you are insulting me by supposing any such thing, and that your mother's honour is called in question : I am sure you never thought of that when you wrote those hasty and inconsiderate lines. I must add, my dear boy, that knowing Captain Delmar, and how proud and sensitive he is, if it should ever come to his know- ledge that you had suspected or asserted what you have, his favour and protection would be lost to you for ever. At present he is doing a kind and charitable action in bringing forward the son of a faithful servant ; but if he imagined for a moment that you were considered related to him, he would cast you off for ever, and all your prospects in life would be ruined. " Even allowing it possible that you were what you so madly stated yourself in your letter to be, I am convinced he would do so. If such a report came to his ears, he would immediately disavow you, and leave you to find your own way in the world. " You see, therefore, my dear boy, how injurious to you in every way such a ridiculous surmise must prove, and I trust that, not only for your own sake, but for your mother's character, you will, so far from giving credence, indignantly disavow what must be a source of mischief and annoyance to all parties. " Captain Bridgeman desires me to say, that he is of my opinion, so is your aunt Milly ; as for your grandmother, of course I dare not show her your letter. Write to me, my dear boy, and tell me how this unfortunate mistake happened, and believe me to be your affectionate mother, "ARABELLA KEENE." 82 PERCIVAL KEENE I read this letter over ten times before I came to any con- clusion ; at last I said to myself, there is not in any one part of it any positive denial of the fact, and resolved some future day, when I had had some conversation with Bob Cross, to show it to him and ask his opinion. CHAPTER XVI _L HE next morning, at daylight, the blue Peter was hoisted at the foremast, and the gun fired as a signal for sailing ; all was bustle hoisting in, clearing boats of stock, and clearing the ship of women and strangers. At ten o'clock Captain Delmar made his appearance, the hands were piped up anchor, and in half-an-hour we were standing out for St. Helen's. Before night it blew very fresh, and we went rolling down the Channel before an easterly wind. I went to my hammock very sick, and did not recover for several days, during which nobody asked for me, or any questions about me, except Bob Cross and Tommy Dott. As soon as I was well enough, I made my appearance on deck, and was ordered by the first lieutenant to do my duty under the signal midshipman : this was day duty, and not very irksome. I learnt the flags, and how to use a spy-glass. We were charged with despatches for the fleet then off Cadiz, and on the tenth day we fell in with it, remained a week in company, and then were ordered to Gibraltar and Malta. From Malta we went home again with despatches, having been out three months. During this short and pleasant run, I certainly did not learn much of my profession, but I did learn a little of the ways of the world. First, as to Captain Delmar, his conduct to me was anything but satisfactory ; he never inquired for me during the time that I was unwell, and took no notice of me on my reappearance. The officers and young gentlemen, as midshipmen are called, were asked to dine in the cabin in rotation, and I did in consequence dine two or three times in the cabin ; but it 83 PERCIVAL KEENE appeared to me as if the captain purposely took no notice of me, although he generally did say a word or two to the others; moreover, as the signal mids were up in the morn- ing watch, he would occasionally send to invite one of the others to breakfast with him, but he never paid me that compliment. This annoyed me, and I spoke of it to Bob Cross, with whom I had had some long conversations. I had told him all I knew relative to myself, what my suspicions were, and I had shown him my mother's reply. His opinion on the subject may be given in what follows : " You see, Master Keene, you are in an awkward position ; the captain is a very proud man, and too proud to acknow- ledge that you are any way related to him. It's my opinion, from what you have told me, and from other reasons, particu- larly from your likeness to the captain, that your suspicions are correct ; but, what then ? Your mother is sworn to secrecy that's clear ; and the captain won't own you that's also very clear. I had some talk with the captain's steward on the subject when I was taking a glass of grog with him the other night in his berth. It was he that brought up the subject, not me, and he said that the captain not asking you to breakfast, and avoiding you, as it were, was another proof that you belonged to him ; and the wishing to hide the secret only makes him behave as he does. You have a difficult game to play, Master Keene ; but you are a clever lad, and you ask advice mind you follow it, or it's little use asking it. You must always be very respectful to Captain Delmar, and keep yourself at as great a distance from him as he does from you." " That I am sure I will," replied I, " for I dislike him very much." " No, you must not do that, but you must bend to circum- stances ; by-and-by things will go on better. But mind you keep on good terms with the officers, and never be saucy, or they may say to you what may not be pleasant; recollect this, and things will go on better, as I said before. If Captain Delmar protects you with his interest, you will be a captain over the heads of many who are now your superiors on board of this frigate. One thing be careful of, which is, to keep your own counsel, and don't be persuaded in a moment of 84 PERCIVAL KEENE confidence to trust anything to Tommy Dott or any other midshipman ; and if any one hints at what you suppose, deny it immediately ; nay, if necessary, fight for it that will be the way to please the captain, for you will be of his side then, and not against him." That this advice of Bob Cross was the best that could be given to one in my position there could not be a doubt ; and that I did resolve to follow it, is most certain. I generally passed away a portion of my leisure hours in Bob's company, and became warmly attached to him ; and certainly my time was not thrown away, for I learnt a great deal from him. One evening as I was leaning against one of the guns on the main-deck, waiting for Cross to come out of the cabin, I was amused with the following conversation between a boatswain's mate and a fore-top man. I shall give it ver- batim. They were talking of one that was dead ; and after the boatswain's mate had said "Well, he's in heaven, poor fellow." After a pause, the fore-top man said "I wonder, Bill, whether I shall ever go to heaven?" " Why not ? " replied the boatswain's mate. " Why, the parson says it's good works ; now, I certainly have been a pretty many times in action, and I have killed plenty of Frenchmen in my time." " Well, that's sufficient, I should think ; I hold my hopes upon just the same claims. I've cut down fifty Frenchmen in my life, and if that ain't good works, I don't know what is. " I suppose Nelson's in heaven ? " " Of course ; if so be he wishes to be there, I should like to know who would keep him out, if he was determined on it no, no ; depend upon it he walked slap in." On our return to Portsmouth the captain went up to the Admiralty with the despatches, the frigate remaining at Spithead, ready to sail at a moment's notice. I was now quite accustomed to the ship and officers ; the conviction I had of my peculiar position, together with the advice of Bob Cross, had very much subdued my spirits ; perhaps the respect created by discipline, and the example of others, which produced in me a degree of awe of the captain and the lieutenants, assisted a little certain it is, 85 PERCIVAL KEENE that I gained the good-will of my messmates, and had not been in any scrape during the whole cruise. The first lieutenant was a stern, but not unkind man ; he would blow you up, as we termed it, when he scolded for half- an-hour without ceasing. I never knew a man with such a flow of words ; but if permitted to go on without interruption, he was content without proceeding to further punishment. Any want of respect, however, was peculiarly offensive to him, and any attempt to excuse yourself was immediately cut short with, " No reply, sir." The second day after our return to Spithead, I was sent on shore in the cutter to bring off a youngster who was to join the ship. He had never been to sea before ; his name was Green, and he was as green as a gooseberry. I took a dislike to him the moment that I saw him, because he had a hooked nose and very small ferrety eyes. As we were pull- ing on board, he asked me a great many questions of all kinds, particularly about the captain and officers ; and to amuse myself and the boat's crew, who were on the full titter, I exercised my peculiar genius for invention. At last, after I had given a character of the first lieutenant which made him appear a sort of marine ogre, he asked how it was I got on with him. "Oh, very well," replied I ; "but I'm a freemason, and so is he, arid he's never severe with a brother mason." " But how did he know you were a mason ? " " I made the sign to him the very first time that he began to scold me, and he left off almost immediately that is, when I made the second sign ; he did not when I made the first." " I should like to know these signs. Won't you tell them to me ? " " Tell them to you ! oh no, that won't do," replied I. " I don't know you. Here we are on board in bow, rowed of all men. Now, Mr. Green, I'll show you the way up." Mr. Green was presented, and ushered into the service much in the same way as I was. But he had not forgotten what I said to him relative to the first lieutenant ; and it so happened that, on the third day, he witnessed a jobation, delivered by the first lieutenant to one of the midshipmen, who, venturing to reply, was ordered to the mast-head for the 86 PERCIVAL KEENE remainder of the day ; added to which, a few minutes after- wards, the first lieutenant ordered two men to be put both legs in irons. Mr. Green trembled as he saw the men led away by the master-at-arms, and he came to me. " I do wish, Keene, you would tell me those signs," said he ; " can't you be persuaded to part with them ? I'll give you anything that I have which you may like." " Well," said I, " I should like to have that long spy-glass of yours, for it's a very good one, and, as signal-midshipman, it will be useful to me." "I will give it you with all my heart/' replied he, "if you will tell me the signs." "Well, then, come down below, give me the glass, and I will tell them to you." Mr. Green and I went down to the berth, and I received the spy-glass as a present in due form. I then led him to my chest in the steerage, and in a low, confidential tone, told him as follows : "You see, Green, you must be very particular about making those signs, for if you make a mistake you will be worse off than if you never made them at all, for the first lieutenant will suppose that you are trying to persuade him that you are a mason when you are not. Now, gbserve, you must not attempt to make the first sign until he has scolded you well ; then, at any pause, you must make it. Thus, you see, you must put your thumb to the tip of your nose, and extend your hand straight out from it, with all the fingers separated as wide as you can. Now, do it as I did it. Stop wait a little, till that marine passes. Yes, that is it. Well, that is considered the first proof of your being a mason ; but it requires a second. The first lieutenant will, I tell you frankly, be, or rather pretend to be, in a terrible rage, and will continue to rail at you. You must, therefore, wait a little till he pauses ; and then, you observe, put up your thumb to your nose, with the fingers of your hand spread out as before, and then add to it your other hand, by joining your other thumb to the little finger of the hand already up, and stretch your other hand and fingers out like the first. Then you will see the effects of the second sign. Do you think you can recollect all this? for, as I said before, you must make no mistake." 87 PERCIVAL KEENE Green put his hands up as I told him, and after three or four essays declared himself perfect, and I left him. It was about three days afterwards that Mr. Green upset a kid of dirty water upon the lower deck, which had been dry holystoned, and the mate of the lower deck, when the first lieutenant went his round, reported the circumstance to exculpate himself. Mr. Green was consequently summoned on the quarter-deck, and the first lieutenant, who was very angry, commenced, as usual, a volley of abuse on the unfortunate youngster. Green, recollecting my instructions, waited till the first lieutenant had paused, and then made the first freemason sign, looking up very boldly at the first lieutenant, who actually drew back with astonishment at this contemptuous conduct, hitherto unwitnessed on board of a man-of-war. "What! sir," cried the first lieutenant. "Why, sir, are you mad ? you, just come into the service, treating me in this manner ! I can tell you, sir, that you will not be three days longer in the service no, sir, not three days ; for either you leave the service or I do. Of all the impudence, of all the insolence, of all the contempt I have heard of, this beats all and from such a little animal as you. Consider yourself as under an arrest, sir, till the captain comes on board, and your conduct is reported ; go down below, sir, immediately." The lieutenant paused, and now Green gave him sign the second as a reply, thinking that they would then come to a right understanding ; but, to his astonishment, the first lieu- tenant was more furious than ever, and calling the sergeant of marines, ordered him to take Mr. Green down, and put him in irons, under the half-deck. Poor Green was handed down, all astonishment at the want of success of his mason's signs. I, who stood abaft, was delighted at the success of my joke, while the first lieutenant walked hastily up and down the deck, as much astonished as enraged at such insulting and insolent conduct from a lad who had not been a week in the service. After a time the first lieutenant went down below, when Bob Cross, who was on deck, and who had perceived my delight at the scene, which was to him and all others so inexplicable, came up to me and said " Master Keene, I'm sure, by your looks, you know some- 88 PERCIVAL KEENE thing about this. That foolish lad never had dared do so, if he knew what it was he had done. Now, don't look so demure, but tell me how it is." I walked aft with Bob Cross, and confided my secret to him. He laughed heartily, and said " Well, Tommy Dott did say that you were up to anything, and so I think you are ; but you see this is a very serious affair for poor Green, and, like the fable of the frogs, what is sport to you is death to others. The poor lad will be turned out of the service, and lose his chance of being a post-captain; so you must allow me to explain the matter so that it gets to the ears of the first lieutenant as soon as possible." " Well," replied I, " do as you like, Bob ; if any one's to be turned out of the service for such nonsense, it ought to be me, and not Green, poor snob." " No fear of your being turned out ; the first lieutenant won't like you the worse, and the other officers will like you better, especially as I shall say that it is by your wish that I explain all, to get Mr. Green out of the scrape. I'll to the surgeon and tell him. But, Master Keene, don't you call such matters nonsense, or you'll find yourself mistaken one of these days. I never saw such disrespect on a quarter- deck in all my life worse than mutiny a thousand times." Here Bob Cross burst out into a fit of laughter as he re- called Green's extended fingers to his memory, and then he turned away and went down below to speak to the surgeon. As soon as Cross had quitted the deck, I could not restrain my curiosity as to the situation of my friend Green ; I there- fore went down the ladder to the half-deck, and there, on the starboard side, between the guns, I perceived the poor fellow, with his legs in irons, his hands firmly clasped to- gether, looking so woeful and woe-begone, every now and then raising his eyes up to the beams of the upper deck as if he would appeal to Heaven, that I scarcely could refrain from laughing. I went up to him and said " W T hy, Green, how is all this ? what has happened ? " " Happened ? " said the poor fellow ; " happened ? see what has happened ; here I am." " Did you make the freemason's signs ? " replied I. " Didn't I ? Yes I did. Oh, what will become of me ? " 89 PERCIVAL KEENE "You could not have made them right; you must have forgotten them." " I'm sure I made them as you told me ; I'm quite sure of that." "Then perhaps I did not recollect them exactly myself. However, be of good heart ; I will have the whole matter explained to the first lieutenant." "Pray do; only get me out of this. I don't want the glass back." " I'll have it done directly," replied I. As I went away, Bob Cross came up, and said I was wanted by the first lieutenant in the gun-room. " Don't be afraid," said he ; " they've been laughing at it already, and the first lieutenant is in a capital humour. Still he'll serve you out well ; you must expect that." " Shall I make him the sign, Cross ? " replied I, laughing. " No, no ; you've gone far enough, and too far already ; mind what I say to you." I went down into the gun-room, when a tittering ceased as the sentry opened the door and I walked in. " Did you want me, sir ? " said I to the first lieutenant, touching my hat, and looking very demure. " So, Mr. Keene, I understand it was you who have been practising upon Mr. Green, and teaching him insult and disrespect to his superior officers on . the quarter-deck. Well, sir?" I made no reply, but appeared very penitent. "Because a boy has just come to sea, and is ignorant of his profession, it appears to be a custom which I shall take care shall not be followed up to play him all manner of tricks, and tell him all manner of falsehoods. Now, sir, what have you to say for yourself?" "Mr. Green and I have both just come to sea, sir, and the midshipmen all play us so many tricks," replied I humbly, " that I hardly know whether what I do is right or wrong." " But, sir, it was you who played this trick to Mr. Green." "Yes, sir, I told him so for fun, but I didn't think he was such a fool as to believe me. I only said that you were a freemason, and that freemasons were kind to each other, and that you gave one another signs to know one another by ; 90 PERCIVAL KEENE I heard you say you were a freemason, sir, when I dined in the gun-room." " Well, sir, I did say so ; but that is no reason for your teaching him to be impudent." " He asked me for the signs, sir, and I didn't know them exactly ; so I gave him the signs that Mr. Dott and I always make between us." " Mr. Dott and you a pretty pair, as I said before. I've a great mind to put you in Mr. Green's place ; at all events, I shall report your conduct when the captain comes from London. There, sir, you may go." I put on a penitent face as I went out, wiping my eyes with the back of my hands. After I went out, I waited a few seconds at the gun-room door, and then the officers, supposing that I was out of hearing, gave vent to their mirth, the first lieutenant laughing the loudest. " Cross is right," thought I, as I went up the ladder. A minute afterwards, Mr. Green was set free, and, after a severe reprimand, was allowed to return to his duty. "You are well out of that trick, my hearty/' said Bob Cross. " The first lieutenant won't say a word to the captain, never fear ; but don't try it again." But an event occurred a few hours afterwards which might have been attended with more serious consequences. The ship was, during the day, surrounded by shore boats of all descriptions, containing Jews, sailors' wives, and many other parties, who wished to have admittance on board. It was almost dusk, the tide was running strong flood, and the wind was very fresh, so that there was a good deal of sea. All the boats had been ordered to keep off by the first lieutenant, but they still lingered, in hope of getting on board. I was looking over the stern, and perceived that the boat belonging to the bumboat woman, who was on board of the ship, was lying with her painter fast to the stern ladder ; the waterman was in her, as well as one of the sailors' wives, who had left her own wherry in hopes of getting on board when the waterman went alongside to take in the articles not sold, when the bumboat woman left the ship, which would be in a few minutes, as it was nearly gun-fire for sunset. The waterman, who thought it time to haul alongside, and 91 PERCIVAL KEENE wished to communicate with his employer on board, was climbing up by the stern ladder. " That's against orders, you know," cried I to the man. " Yes, sir ; but it is so rough, that the boat would be swamped if it were to remain alongside long, and I hope you won't order me down again. There's some nice cakes in the boat, sir, just under the stern-sheets, if you would like to have them, and think it worth while to go down for them." This was a bribe, and I replied, " No, I don't want your cakes, but you may come up." The man thanked me, and walked forward as soon as he had gained the deck. On second thoughts, I determined that I would have the cakes ; so I descended by the stern ladder, and desiring the woman who was left in the boat to haul upon the rope, contrived to get into the boat. " What is it you want, my dear ? " said the woman. " I come for some of those cakes under the stern-sheets." "Well, I'll soon rummage them out," said she, "and I hope you will let me slip on board when the boat is along- side. Mind, sir, how you step, you'll smash all the pipes. Give me your hand. I'm an old sailor." " I should not think so," replied I, looking at her. I could hardly make out her face, but her form was small, and, if an old sailor, she certainly was a very young woman. We had a good many articles to remove before we could get at the cakes, which were under the stern-sheets ; and the boat rocked and tossed so violently with the sea which was running, that we were both on our knees for some little while before we obtained the basket : when we did, to our surprise, we found that the boat's painter, somehow or another, had loosened, and that during our search we had drifted nearly one hundred yards from the ship. " Mercy on me ! why, we are adrift," exclaimed the woman. " What shall we do ? It's no use hailing, they'll never hear us ; look well round for any boat you may see." " It is getting so dark that we shall not see far," replied I, not much liking our position. " Where shall we go to ? " " Go to ! clean out to St. Helen's, if the boat does not fill before we get there ; and farther than that too, if I mistake not, with this gale of wind. We may as well say our prayers, youngster, I can tell you." 92 PERCIVAL KEENE "Can't we make sail upon her?" replied I. "Can't we try and pull on shore somewhere ? Had we not better do that, and say our prayers afterwards ? " * "Well said, my little bantam," replied the woman; "you would have made a good officer if you had been spared. But the fact is, boy, that we can do nothing with the oars in this heavy sea ; and as for the sail, how can you and I step the mast, rolling and tossing about in this way ? If the mast were stepped, and the sail set, I think I could manage to steer if the weather was smoother, but not in this bubble and this gale ; it requires older hands than either you or I." " Well, then, what must we do ? " "Why, we must sit still and trust to our luck, bale out the boat, and keep her from swamping as long as we can, and between times we may cry, or we may pray, or we may eat the cakes and red herrings, or the soft bread and other articles in the boat." " Let's bale the boat out first," said I, " for she's half full of water; then we'll have something to eat, for I feel hungry and cold already, and then we may as well say our prayers." " Well, and I tell you what, we'll have something to drink, too, for I have a drop for Jim, if I could have got on board. I promised it to him, poor fellow ; but it's no use keeping it now, for I expect we'll both be in Davy's locker befoi*e morning." The woman took out, from where it was secreted in her dress, a bladder containing spirits ; she opened the mouth of it, and poured out a portion into one of the milk-cans ; having drunk herself, she handed it to me ; but not feeling inclined, and being averse to spirits, I rejected it : " Not just now," said I ; " by-and-by, perhaps." During the time of this conversation we were swept by a strong tide and strong wind right out of the anchorage at Spithead. The sea was very high, and dashed into the boat, so that I was continually baling to keep it free. The night was as dark as pitch ; we could see nothing except the lights of the vessels, which we had left far away from us, and they were now but as little twinkles as we rose upon the waves. The wind roared, and there was every appearance of a heavy gale. " Little hopes of our weathering this storm," said the 93 PERCIVAL KEENE woman; "we shall soon be swamped if we do not put her before the wind. I'll see if I cannot find the lines.'' She did so after a time, and by means of a rudder put the boat before the wind ; the boat then took in much less water, but ran at a swift rate through the heavy sea. " There, we shall do better now ; out to sea we go, that's clear," said the woman, "and before daylight we shall be in the Channel, if we do not fill and go down ; and then, the Lord have mercy upon us, that's all ! Won't you take a drop ? " continued she, pouring out some spirits into the can. As I felt very cold, I did not this time refuse. I drank a small quantity of the spirits ; the woman took off the remainder, which, with what she had previously drunk, began to have an effect upon her. "That's right, my little Trojan," said she, and she com- menced singing : " ' A long pull, a strong pull, and a pull all together; in spite of wind and weather, boys, in spite of wind and weather.' Poor Jim," continued she, " he'll be dis- appointed ; he made sure of being glorious to-night, and I made sure to sleep by his side now he'll be quite sober and I'll be food for fishes ; it's a cold bed that I shall turn into before morning, that's certain. Hand me the cakes, boy, if you can fumble them out ; the more we fill ourselves, the less room for salt water. Well, then, wind and waves are great bullies : they fly slap back in a fright when they bang against a great ship ; but when they get hold of a little boat like this, how they leap and topple in, as if they made sure of us (here a wave dashed into the boat). Yes, that's your sort. Come along, swamp a little boat, you washy cowards, it's only a woman and a boy. Poor Jim, he'll miss me something, but he'll miss the liquor more who cares ? Let's have another drop." " Give me the lines, then," said I, as I perceived she was letting them go, "or we shall be broadside to the waves again." I took the rudder lines from her, and steered the boat, while she again resorted to the bladder of spirits. " Take another sip," said she, after she had filled the milk- can ; " it won't harm you." I thought the same, for I was wet through, and the wind, as it howled, pierced me to the bones ; I took a small quantity 94 PERCIVAL KEENE as before, and then continued to keep the boat before the wind. The sea was increasing very much, and, although no sailor, I felt fully convinced that the boat could not live much longer. In the meantime the woman was becoming intoxicated very fast. I knew the consequences of this, and requested her to bale out the boat. She did so, and sang a mournful sort of song as she baled, but the howling of the wind prevented me from distinguishing the words. I cannot well analyse my feelings at this time they were confused ; but this I know, self-preservation and hope were the most predominant. I thought of my mother, of my aunt, of Captain Bridgeman, Captain Delmar, and Bob Cross ; but my thoughts were as rapid as the gale which bore us along, and I was too much employed in steering the boat, and preventing the seas from filling it, to have a moment to collect my ideas. Again the woman applied to the bladder of spirits, and offered some to me ; I refused. I had had enough, and by this time she had had too much, and after an attempt to bale she dropped down in the stern-sheets, smashing pipes and everything beneath her, and spoke no more. We had now been more than four hours adrift, the wind was as strong as ever, and I thought the sea much higher ; but I kept the boat steady before the wind, and by degrees, as I became more accustomed to steer, she did not take in so much water. Still the boat appeared to be sinking deeper down, and after a time I considered it necessary to bale her out. I did so with my hat, for I found it was half full of water ; and then I execrated the woman for having intoxicated herself, so as to be useless in such an emergency. I succeeded in clearing the boat of the major portion of the water, which was no easy task, as the boat, having remained broadside to the wind, had taken in the sea con- tinually as I baled it out. I then once more resumed the helm, and put the boat before the wind, and thus did I con- tinue for two hours more, when the rain came down in torrents, and the storm was wilder than ever ; but a Portsmouth wherry is one of the best boats ever built, and so it proved in this instance. Still I was now in a situation most trying for a lad between fourteen and fifteen ; my teeth chattered with the cold, and I was drenched through and through ; the darkness 95 PERCIVAL KEENE was opaque, and I could see nothing but the white foam of the waves, which curled and broke close to the gunwale of the boat. At one moment I despaired, and looked for immediate death ; but my buoyant spirit raised me up again, and I hoped. It would be daylight in a few hours, and oh ! how I looked and longed for daylight. I knew I must keep the boat before the wind ; I did so, but the seas were worse than ever ; they now continually broke into the boat, for the tide had turned, which had increased the swell. Again I left the helm and baled out ; I was cold and faint, and I felt recovered with the exertion. I also tried to rouse the woman, but it was useless. I felt for her bladder of liquor, and found it in her bosom, more than half empty. I drank more freely, and my spirits and my courage revived. After that, I ate, and steered the boat, awaiting the coming daylight. It came at last slowly so slowly ; but it did come, and I felt almost happy. There is such a horror in darkness when added to danger, I felt as if I could have worshipped the sun as it rose slowly and with a watery appearance above the horizon. I looked around me. There was something like land astern of us, such as I had seen pointed out as land by Bob Cross when off the coast of Portugal ; and so it was it was the Isle of Wight ; for the wind had changed when the rain came down, and I had altered the course of the boat, so that for the last four hours I had been steering for the coast of France. But, although I was cold and shivering, and worn-out with watching, and tired with holding the lines by which the wherry was steered, I felt almost happy at the return of day. I looked down upon my companion in the boat. She lay sound asleep, with her head upon the basket of tobacco-pipes, her bonnet wet and dripping, with its faded ribbons hanging in the water, which washed to and fro at the bottom of the boat as it rolled and rocked to the motion of the waves ; her hair had fallen over her face, so as almost to conceal her features. I thought that she had died during the night, so silent and so breathless did she lie. The waves were not so rough now as they had been, for the flood tide had again made ; and as the beams of the morning sun glanced on the 96 PERCIVAL KEENE water, the same billows which appeared so dreadful in the darkness appeared to dance merrily. I felt hungry ; I took up a red herring from one of the baskets, and tore it to pieces with my teeth. I looked around me in every quarter to see if there was any vessel in sight, but there was nothing to be seen but now and then a scream- ing sea-gull. I tried to rouse my companion by kicking her with my foot ; I did not succeed in waking her up, but she turned round on her back, and her hair falling from her face, discovered the features of a young and pretty person, ap- parently not more than nineteen or twenty years old ; her figure was slight and well formed. Young as I was, I thought it a pity that such a nice-looking person for she still was so, although in a state of disorder, and very dirty should be so debased by intoxication ; and as I looked at the bladder, still half full of spirits, I seized it with an intention to throw it overboard, when I paused at the recollection that it had probably saved my life during the night, and might yet be required. I did not like to alter the course of the boat, although I perceived that we were running fast from the land ; for although the sea had gone down considerably, there was still too much for the boat to be put broadside to it. I cannot say that I was unhappy ; I found my situation so very much improved to what it was during the darkness of the night. The sun shone bright, and I felt its warmth. I had no idea of being lost death did not enter my thoughts. There was plenty to eat, and some vessel would certainly pick us up. Nevertheless, I said my prayers more devoutly than I usually did. About noon, as near as I could guess, the tide changed again, and as the wind had lulled very much, there was little or no swell. I thought that, now that the motion was not so great, we might possibly ship the foremast and make some little sail upon the boat, and I tried again more earnestly to rouse up my companion ; after a few not very polite attempts, I succeeded in ascertaining that she was alive. " Be quiet, Jim," said she, with her eyes still closed ; "it's not five bells yet." Another kick or two, and she turned herself round and stared wildly. 97 G PERCIVAL KEENE "Jim," said she, rubbing her eyes, and then she looked about her, and at once she appeared to remember what had passed ; she shrieked, and covered her face up with her hands. " I thought it was a dream, and was going to tell Jim all about it at breakfast," said she sorrowfully, " but it's all true true as gospel. What will become of me ? We are lost, lost, lost ! " " We are not lost, but we should have been lost this night if I had been as drunk as you have been," replied I ; " I've had work enough to keep the boat above water, I can tell you." "That's truth," replied she, rising up and taking a seat upon the thwart of the boat. " God forgive me, poor wretch that I am ; what will Jim think, and what will he say, when he sees my best bonnet in such a pickle ? " " Are you quite sure that you'll ever see- Jim again, or that you'll ever want your best bonnet ? " replied I. " That's true. If one's body is to be tossed about by green waves, it's little matter whether there's a bonnet or shawl on. Where are we, do you know ? " " I can just see the land out there," replied I, pointing astern ; " the sea is smooth ; I think we could ship the fore- mast, and get sail upon her." The young woman stood up in the boat. " Yes," said she, "I'm pretty steady, I think we could. Last night in the dark and the tossing sea I could do nothing, but now I can. What a blessing is daylight to cowards like me ! I am only afraid in the dark. We must put some sail upon the boat, or nobody will see us. What did you do with the bladder of liquor ? " " Threw it overboard," replied I. " Had you courage to do that ? and watching through the night so wet and cold. Well, you did right I could not have done it. Oh ! that liquor that liquor ; I wish there wasn't such a thing in the world, but it's too late now. When I first married James Pearson, and the garland was hung to the mainstay of the frigate, nobody could persuade me to touch it, not even James himself, whom I loved so much. Instead of quarrelling with me for not drinking it, as he used to do, he now quarrels with me for drinking the most. If you'll come forward, sir, and help me, we'll soon get up the fore- mast. This is it, you see, with the jib passed round it. Jim 98 PERCIVAL KEENE often says that I'd make a capital sailor, if I'd only enter in man's clothes ; but, as I tell him, I should be put up at the gangway for not being sober, before I'd been on board a week." We contrived to ship the mast, and set the jib and foresail. As soon as the sheets were hauled aft, my companion took the steering lines, saying, " I know how to manage her well enough, now it's daylight, and I'm quite sober. You must be very tired, sir ; so sit down on the thwart, or lie down if you please, and take a nap ; all's safe enough now see, we lie up well for the land;" and such was the case, for she had brought the boat to the wind, and we skimmed over the waves at the rate of three or four miles an hour. I had no inclination to sleep ; I baled the boat out thoroughly, and put the baskets and boxes into some kind of order. I then sat down on the thwarts, first looking round for a vessel in sight ; but seeing none, I entered into conversation with my companion. " What is your name ? " said I. u Peggy Pearson ; I have my marriage lines to show ; they can throw nothing in my face, except that I'm fond of liquor, God forgive me." "And what makes you so fond of it now, since you say that when you were married you did not care for it ? " " You may well say that : it all came of sipping. James would have me on his knee, and would insist on my taking a sip ; and to please him I did, although it made me almost sick at first, and then after a while I did not mind it; and then, you see, when I was waiting at the sally-port with the other women, the wind blowing fresh, and the spray wetting us as we stood on the shingle with our arms wrapped up in our aprons, looking out for a boat from the ship to come on shore, they would have a quartern, and make me take a drop ; and so it went on. Then James made me bring him liquor on board, and 1 drank some with him ; but what finished me was, that I heard something about James when he was at Plymouth, which made me jealous, and then for the first time I got tipsy. After that, it was all over with me ; but, as I said before, it began with sipping worse luck, but it's done now. Tell me what has passed during the night. Has the weather been very bad ? " 99 PERCIVAL KEENE I told her what had occurred, and how I had kicked her to wake her up. " Well, I deserved more than kicking, and you're a fine brave fellow; and if we get on board the Calliope again and I trust to God we shall I'll take care to blow the trumpet for you as you deserve." " I don't want any one to blow the trumpet for me," replied I. " Don't you be proud ; a good word from me may be of use to you, and it's what you deserve. The ship's company will think highly of you, I can tell you. A good name is of no small value a captain has found out that before now ; you're only a lad, but you're a regular trump, and the seamen shall all know it, and the officers too." " We must get on board the ship first," replied I, " and we are a long way from it just now." " We're all right, and I have no fear. If we don't see a vessel, we shall fetch the land somewhere before to-morrow morning, and it don't look as if there would be any more bad weather. I wonder if they have sent anything out to look after us ? " " What's that ? " said I, pointing astern, " it's a sail of some kind." " Yes," said Peggy, " so it is ; it's a square-rigged vessel coming up the Channel we had better get 011 the other tack, and steer for her." We wore the boat round and ran in the direction of the vessel. In three hours we were close to her ; I hailed her as she came down upon us, but no one appeared to hear us or see us, for she had lower studding-sails set, and there was no one forward. We hailed again, and the vessel was now within twenty yards, and we were right across her bows ; a man came forward, and cried out, " Starboard your helm ! " but not in sufficient time to prevent the vessel from striking the wherry, and to stave her quarter in; we dropped alongside as the wherry filled with water, and we were hauled in by the seamen over the gunwale, just as she turned over and floated away astern. " Touch and go, my lad," said one of the seamen who had hauled me on board. "Why don't you keep a better look-out?" said Peggy Pearson, shaking her petticoats, which were wet up to the 100 PERCIVAL KEENE knees. " Paint eyes in the bows of your brig, if you haven't any yourself. Now you've lost a boatful of red herrings, eggs, and soft tommy no bad things after a long cruise ; we meant to have paid our passage with them now you must take us for nothing." The master of the vessel, who was on deck, observed that I was in the uniform of an officer. He asked me how it was we were found in such a situation ? I narrated what had passed in few words. He said that he was from Cadiz bound to London, and that he would put us on shore at any place up the river I would like, but that he could not lose the chance of the fair wind to land me anywhere else. I was too thankful to be landed anywhere ; and telling him that I should be very glad if he could put me on shore at Sheerness, which was the nearest place to Chatham, I asked leave to turn into one of the cabin bed-places, and was soon fast asleep. I may as well here observe, that I had been seen by the sentry abaft to go down by the stern ladder into the boat, and when the waterman came tack shortly afterwards to haul his boat up, and perceived that it had gone adrift, there was much alarm on my account. It was too dark to send a boat after us that night, but the next morning the case was re- ported to the admiral of the port, who directed a cutter to get under weigh and look for us. The cutter had kept close in-shore for the first day, and it was on the morning after I was picked up by the brig, that, in standing more out, she had fallen in with the wherry, bottom up. This satisfied them that we had perished in the rough night, and it was so reported to the port-admiral and to Captain Delmar, who had just come down from London. I slept soundly till the next morning, when I found that the wind had fallen, and that tt was nearly calm. Peggy Pearson was on deck ; she had washed herself and smoothed out with an iron the ribbons of her bonnet, and was really a very handsome young woman. " Mr. Keene," said she, " I didn't know your name before you told it to the skipper here ; you're in a pretty scrape. I don't know what Jim Pearson will say when you go back, running away with his wife as you have done. Don't you think I had better go back first, and smooth things over ? " 101 PERCIVAL KEENE " Oh ! you laugh now," replied I ; " but you didn't laugh the night we went adrift." "Because it was no laughing matter. I owe my life to you, and if I had been adrift by myself, I should never have put my foot on shore again. Do you know," said she to me very solemnly, "I've made a vow yes, a vow to Heaven, that I'll leave off drinking; and I only hope I may have strength given me to keep it." " Can you keep it ? " said I. " I think I can ; for when I reflect that I might have gone to my account in that state, I really feel a horror of liquor. If James would only give it up, I am sure I could. I swear that I never will bring him any more on board that's settled. He may scold me, he may beat me (I don't think he would do that, for he never has yet), but let him do what he pleases, I never will ; and if he keeps sober because he hasn't the means of getting tipsy, I am sure that I shall keep my vow. You don't know how I hate myself; and although I'm merry, it's only to prevent my sitting down and crying like a child at my folly and wickedness in yielding to temptation." " I little thought to hear this from you. When I was with you in the boat, I thought you a very different person." "A woman who drinks, Mr. Keene, is lost to everything. I've often thought of it, after I've become sober again. Five years ago I was the best girl in the school. I was the monitor, and wore a medal for good conduct. I thought that I should be so happy with James ; I loved him so, and do so still. I knew that he was fond of liquor, but I never thought that he would make me drink. I thought then that I should cure him, and with the help of God I will now ; not only him, but myself too." And I will here state that Peggy Pearson, whose only fault was the passion she had imbibed for drinking, did keep her vow the difficulty of which few can understand who have not been intemperate themselves ; and she not only con- tinued sober herself, but by degrees broke her husband of his similar propensity to liquor. It was not till the evening of the fourth day that we arrived at the Nore. I had four pounds in my pocket at the time that I went adrift, which was more than sufficient, even if I had not intended to go and see my mother. A wherry 102 PERCIVAL KEENE came alongside, and Peggy Pearson and I stepped into it, after I had thanked the captain, and given a sovereign to the seamen to drink my health. As soon as we landed at Sheerness I gave another of my sovereigns to Peggy, and left her to find her way back to Portsmouth, while I walked up to Chatham to my mother's house. It was past eight o'clock and quite dark when I arrived ; the shop was closed, and the shutters up at the front door, so I went round to the back to obtain admittance. The door was not fast, and I walked into the little parlour without meeting with anybody. I heard somebody upstairs, and I thought I heard sobbing ; it then struck me that my supposed loss might have been communicated to my mother. There was a light on the parlour table, and I perceived an open letter lying near to it. I looked at it; it was the hand- writing of Captain Delmar. The candle required snuffing; I raised the letter to the light that I might read it, and read as follows : " MY DEAR ARABELLA, You must prepare yourself for very melancholy tidings, and it is most painful to me to be com- pelled to be the party who communicates them. A dreadful accident has occurred, and indeed I feel most sincerely for you. On the night of the 10th, Percival \vas in a boat which broke adrift from the ship in a gale of wind ; it was dark, and the fact not known until too late to render any assistance. " The next day a cutter was despatched by the admiral to look for the boat, which must have been driven out to sea ; there was a woman in the boat as well as our poor boy. Alas ! I regret to say that the boat was found bottom up, and there is no doubt but that our dear child has perished. "You will believe me when I say that I deeply lament his loss ; not only on your account, but because I had become most partial to him for his many good qualities; and often have I regretted that his peculiar position prevented me from showing him openly that regard which, as his father, I really felt for him. "I know that I can say nothing that will alleviate your sufferings, and yet I fain would, for you have been so true, and anxious to please me in every point since our first 103 PERCIVAL KEENE acquaintance and intimacy, that there is nothing that you do not deserve at my hands. " Comfort yourself, dear Arabella, as well as you can, with the reflection that it has been the will of Heaven, to whose decrees we must submit with resignation. I am deeply suffering myself; for, had he lived, I swear to you that I intended to do much more for him than ever I had promised you. He would have made a good and gallant sailor had it pleased Heaven to spare him, and you would have been proud of him ; but it has been decided otherwise, and we must bow in obedience to His will. God bless you, and support you in your afflictions, and believe me still yours, most sincerely and faithfully, PERCIVAL DELMAR." " Then it is so," thought I ; " here I have it under his own hand." I immediately folded up the letter, and put it into my bosom. "You and I never part, that is certain," mur- mured I. I had almost lost my breath from emotion, and I sat down to recover myself. After a minute or two I pulled the letter out and read it over again. "And he is my father, and he loves me, but dare not show it, and he intended to do more for me than even he had promised my mother." I folded up the letter, kissed it fervently, and replaced it in my bosom. "Now," thought I, "what shall I do? This letter will be required of me by my mother, but never shall she get it ; not tears, nor threats, nor entreaties shall ever induce me to part with it. What shall I do ? Nobody has seen me nobody knows that I have been here. I will go directly and join my ship ; yes, that will be my best plan." I was so occupied with my own reverie, that I did not per- ceive a footstep on the stairs, until the party was so far down that I could not retreat. I thought to hide myself. I knew by the list shoes that it must be my grandmother. A moment of reflection. I blew out the light on the table, and put myself in an attitude : one arm raised aloft, the other ex- tended from my body, and with my mouth wide open and my eyes fixed, I awaited her approach. She came in saw me uttered a fearful shriek, and fell senseless on the floor ; the candle in her hand was extinguished in the fall. I stepped over her body, and darting out into the back-yard, gained the door, and was in the street in a minute, 104 PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER XVII JL WAS soon in the high-road, and clear of the town of Chatham. As my object was that it should not be supposed that I had been there, I made all the haste I could to in- crease my distance; I therefore walked on in the direction of Gravesend, where I arrived about ten o'clock. A return chaise offered to take me to Greenwich for a few shillings, and before morning dawned I had gained the metropolis. I lost no time in inquiring when the coaches started for Portsmouth, and found that I was in plenty of time, as one set off at nine o'clock. Much as I wished to see London, my curiosity gave way to what I considered the necessity of my immediate return to the frigate. At seven o'clock in the evening I arrived at Portsmouth ; I hastened down, jumped into a wherry, and was on board of the frigate again by eight. It may be imagined that my sudden and unexpected appearance caused no little surprise. Indeed, the first lieu- tenant considered it right to send the gig on shore at that late hour to apprise the captain of my return, and Bob Cross had just time to give me a wring of the hand before he jumped into the boat, and went away to make the report. I gave a history of my adventures to the officers, leaving them, however, to suppose that I had never been to Chatham, but had gone up to London in the merchant vessel. Pearson, the boatswain's mate, came to make inquiries about his wife ; and soon after Bob Cross came on board with the captain's orders, that I should go on shore to him in the gig on the following morning. I wished very much to consult Bob Cross previous to my seeing the captain. I told him so, and he agreed to meet me on the gangway about ten o'clock, as by that time the officers would be almost all in bed, and there would be less chance of interruption. It was a fine clear night, and as soon as we found ourselves alone I narrated to him, in a low voice, all that had taken place, and gave him the contents of the letter which I had 105 PERCIVAL KEENE taken possession of. I then asked him what he thought I ought to do, now that I was certain of being the son of the captain. " Why, Master Keene, you have done it very cleverly, that's the truth ; and that letter, which is as good as a certificate from Captain Delmar, must be taken great care of. I hardly know where it ought to be put, but I think the best thing will be for me to sew it in a sealskin pouch that I have, and then you can wear it round your neck, and next your skin ; for, as you say, you and that must never part company. But, Master Keene, you must be silent as death about it. You have told me, and I hope I may be trusted, but trust nobody else. As to saying or hinting anything to the captain, you mustn't think of it : you must go on as before, as if you knew nothing, for if he thought you had the letter in your posses- sion he would forget you were his son, and perhaps hate you. He never would have been induced to acknowledge you under his own hand as his son had he not thought that you were dead and gone, as everybody else did ; so behave just as re- spectful and distant as before. It's only in some great emer- gency that that letter will do you any good, and you must reserve it in case of need. If your mother is suspicious, why, you must blind her. Your granny will swear that it was your ghost ; your mother may think otherwise, but cannot prove it ; she dare not tell the captain that she suspects you have the letter, and it will all blow over after a cruise or two." I agreed to follow the advice of Bob Cross, as I saw it was good, and we parted for the night. The next morning I went on shore to the captain, who received me very stiffly, with "Mr. Keene, you have had a narrow escape. How did you get back ? " I replied that the vessel which picked me up was bound to London, and that I had taken the coach down. " Well, I never had an idea that we should have seen you again, and I have written to your mother, acquainting her with your loss." "Have you, sir?" replied I; "it will make her very unhappy." " Of course it will ; but I shall write by this post, stating that you have been so fortunately preserved." " Thanky, sir/' replied I; "have you any further orders, sir?" 106 PERCIVAL KEENE " No, Mr. Keene ; you may go on board and return to your duty." I made my bow, and quitted the room ; went down below, and found Bob Cross waiting for me. " Well ? " said he, as we walked away. "Stiff as ever," replied I; "told me to go on board and 'tend to my duty." " Well, I knew it would be so," replied Bob ; " it's hard to say what stuff them great nobs are made of. Never mind that; you've your own game to play, and your own secret to keep." " His secret," replied I, biting my lips, " to keep or to tell, as may happen." " Don't let your vexation get the better of you, Master Keene : you've the best of it, if you only keep your temper; let him play his cards, and you play yours. As you know his cards and he don't know yours, you must win the game in the end that is, if you are commonly prudent." " You are right, Cross," replied I ; " but you forget that I am but a boy." "You are but a boy, Master Keene, but you've no fool's head on your shoulders." " I hope not," replied I ; "but here we are at the boat." " Yes ; and, as I live, hei'e's Peggy Pearson. W T ell, Peggy, how did you like your cruise with Master Keene ? " " If ever I go on another, I hope he will be my companion. Master Keene, will you allow me to go on board with you to see my husband ? " "Oh yes, Peggy," replied Cross; "the first lieutenant would not refuse you after what has happened, nor Captain Delmar either, stiff as he is ; for, although he never shows it, he don't want feeling. Jim will be glad to see you, Peggy ; you haven't an idea how he took on, when he heard of your loss. He borrowed a pocket-handkerchief from the corporal of marines." " I suspect he'd rather borrow a bottle of rum from the purser," replied Peggy. " Recollect, Peggy," said I, holding up my finger. " Mr. Keene, I do recollect ; I pledge you my word that I have not tasted a drop of spirits since we parted and that with a sovereign in my pocket." " Well, only keep to it that's all." 107 PERCIVAL KEENE " I will indeed, Mr. Keene ; and, what's more, I shall love you as long as I live." We pulled on board in the gig, and Peggy was soon in the arms of her husband. As Pearson embraced her at the gangway for he could not help it the first lieutenant very kindly said, " Pearson, I shan't want you on deck till after dinner : you may go below with your wife." "Now, may God bless you, for a cross-looking, kind- hearted gentleman," said Peggy to the first lieutenant. Peggy was as good as her word to me ; she gave such an account of my courage and presence of mind, of her fears, and at last of her getting tipsy of my remaining at the helm and managing the boat all night by myself, that I obtained great reputation among the ship's company ; and it was all reported to the officers, and woi'ked its way until it came from the first lieutenant to the captain, and from the captain to the port-admiral. This is certain, that Peggy Pearson did do me a good service ; for I was no longer looked upon as a mere youngster, who had just come to sea, and who had not been tried. "Well, sir," said Bob Cross a day or two afterwards, "it seems, by Peggy Pearson's report, that you are not frightened at a trifle." " Peg Pearson's report won't do me much good." "You ought to know better, Master Keene, than to say that ; a mouse may help a lion, as the fable says." " Where did you learn all your fables, Cross ? " " I'll tell you ; there's a nice little girl that used to sit on my knee and read her fables to me, and I listened to her because I loved her." " And does she do so now ? " "Oh no; she's too big for that she'd blush up to the temples ; but never mind the girl or the fables. I told you. that Peggy had reported your conduct, as we say in the service. Now do you know, that this very day I heard the first lieutenant speaking of it to the captain, and you've no idea how proud the captain looked, although he pretended to care nothing about it; I watched him, and he looked as much as to say, ' That's my boy.' " " Well, if that pleases him, I'll make him prouder yet of me, if I have the opportunity," replied I, 108 PERCIVAL KEENE "That you will, Master Keene, if I'm any judge of fizo- nomy ; and that's the way to go to a parent's heart : make him feel proud of you." I did not forget this, as the reader will eventually dis- cover. I had written to my mother, giving her a long account of my adventures, but not saying a word of my having been at Chatham. I made her suppose, as I did the captain, that I had been carried up to London. My letter reached her the day after the one announcing my safety, written to her by Captain Delmar. She answered me by return of post, thanking Heaven for my preservation, and stating how great had been her anguish and misery at my supposed loss. In the latter part of the letter was this paragraph : " Strange to say, on the night of the 1 5th, when I was on my bed in tears, having but just received the news of your loss, your grandmother went downstairs, and declares that she saw you or your ghost in the little back parlour. At all events, I found her insensible on the floor, so that she must have seen something. She might have been frightened at nothing ; and yet I know not what to think, for there are circumstances which almost make me believe that somebody was in the house. I presume you can prove an alibi." That my mother had been suspicious, perhaps more than suspicious, from the disappearance of the letter, I was con- vinced. When I replied to her, I said : " My alibi is easily proved by applying to the master and seamen of the vessel on board of which I was. Old granny must have been frightened at her own shadow : the idea of my coming to your house, and having left it without seeing you, is rather too absurd ; granny must have invented the story, because she hates me, and thought to make you do the same." Whatever my mother may have thought, she did not again mention the subject. I had, however, a few days afterwards, a letter from my aunt Milly, in which she laughingly told the same story of granny swearing that she had seen me or my ghost. " At first we thought it was your ghost, but since a letter from Captain Delmar to your mother has been missing, it is now imagined that you have been here, and have taken possession of it, You will tell me, my dearest Percival, I'm 109 PERCIVAL KEEXE sure, if you did play this trick to granny, or not ; you know you may trust me with any of your tricks." But I was not in this instance to be wheedled by my aunt. I wrote in return, saying how much I was amazed at my grandmother telling such fibs, and proved to her most satis- factorily that I was in London at the time they supposed I might have been at Chatham. That my aunt had been requested by my mother to try to find out the truth, I was well convinced : but I felt my secret of too much importance to trust either of them, and from that time the subject was never mentioned ; and I believe it was at last surmised that the letter might have been de- stroyed accidentally or purposely by the maid-servant, and that my grandmother had been frightened at nothing at all an opinion more supported, as the maid, who had taken advantage of my mother's retiring to her room, and had been out gossiping, declared that she had not left the premises three minutes, and not a soul could have come in. Moreover, it was so unlikely that I could have been in Chatham without being recognised by somebody. My grandmother shook her head, and said nothing during all this canvassing of the question ; but my aunt Milly de- clared that I never would have been at Chatham without coming to see her. And it was her opinion that the servant girl had read the letter when left on the table, and had taken it out to show to her associates ; and somebody who wished to have a hold upon my mother by the possession of the letter had retained it. I think my mother came to that opinion at last, and it was the source of much uneasiness to her. She dared not say a word to Captain Delmar, and every day expected to have an offer made of returning the letter, upon a certain sum being paid down. But the offer was never made, as the letter had been sewed up by Bob Cross in the piece of sealskin, and was worn round my neck with a ribbon, with as much care as if it had been supposed a bit of the wood of the true cross, possessed by some old female Catholic devotee. But long before all these discussions were over, H.M. ship Calliope had been ordered to sail, and was steering down the Channel before a smart breeze. .110 PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER XVIII ALTHOUGH I have so much to say as to oblige me to pass over without notice the majority of my companions, I think I ought to devote one chapter to a more particular description of those with whom I was now principally in contact on board of the Calliope. I have already spoken much of the Honourable Captain Delmar, but I must describe him more particularly. When young, he must have been a very handsome man : even now, although nearly fifty years of age, and his hair and whiskers a little mixed with grey, he was a fine-looking personage, of florid complexion, large blue eyes, nose and mouth very perfect ; in height he was full six feet ; and he walked so erect that he looked even taller. There was precision, I may say dignity, in all his motions. If he turned to you, it was slowly and deliberately ; there was nothing like rapidity in his movement. On the most trifling occasions, he wrapped himself up in etiquette with all the consequence of a Spanish hidalgo ; and showed in almost every action and every word that he never forgot his superiority of birth. No one, except myself perhaps, would ever have thought of taking a liberty with him ; for although there was a pomposity about him, at the same time it was the pomposity of a high-bred gentleman, who respected himself, and ex- pected every one to do the same. That sometimes a little mirth was occasioned by his extreme precision, is true ; but it was whispered, not boldly indulged in. As to his qualities as an officer and seaman, I shall only say, that they were considered more than respectable. Long habit of command had given him a fair knowledge of the duties in the first instance, and he never condescended (indeed, it would have been contrary to his character) to let the officers or seamen know whether he did or did not know anything about the second. As to his moral character, I can only say, that it was very difficult to ascertain it. That he would never do that which 111 PERCIVAL KEENE was in the slightest degree derogatory to the character of a gentleman was most certain : but he was so wrapped up in exclusiveness, that it was almost impossible to estimate his feelings. Occasionally, I may say, very rarely, he might express them, but if he did, it was but for a moment, and he was again reserved as before. That he was selfish, is true ; but who is not ? and those in high rank are still more so than others, not so much by nature, but because their self is encouraged by those around them. You could easily offend his pride ; but he was above being flattered in a gross way. I really believe that the person in the ship for whom he had the least respect was the obsequious Mr. Culpepper. Such was the Honourable Captain Delmar. Mr. Hippesley, the first lieutenant, was a broad-shouldered, ungainly-looking personage. He had more the appearance of a master in the service than a first lieutenant. He was a thorough seaman ; and really, for a first lieutenant, a very good-natured man. All that was requisite, was to allow his momentary anger to have free escape by the safety-valve of his mouth : if you did not, an explosion was sure to be the result. He was, as we use the term at sea, a regular ship husband that is to say, he seldom put his foot on shore ; and if he did, he always appeared anxious to get on board again. He was on good terms, but not familiar, with his messmates, and very respectful to the captain. There was no other officer in the service who would have suited Captain Delmar so well as Mr. Hippesley, who, although he might occasionally grumble at not being promoted, appeared on the whole to be very indifferent about the matter. The men were partial to him, as they always are to one who, whatever may be his peculiarities, is consistent. No- thing is more unpleasant to men than to sail under a person whom, to use their own expression, " they never know where to find." The second and third lieutenants, Mr. Percival and Mr. Weymiss, were young men of good family, and were admitted to a very slight degree of familiarity with Captain Delmar ; they were of gentlemanly manners, both good seamen, and kind to their inferiors. PERCIVAL KEENE Mr. Culpepper, the purser, was my abomination a nasty, earwigging, flattering, bowing old rogue. The master, Mr. Smith, was a very quiet man, plain and unoffending, but perfectly master of, and always attentive to, his duty. The marine officer, Mr. Tusk, was a nonentity put into a red jacket. The surgeon was a tall, and very finicking sort of gentleman, as to dress ; but well informed, friendly in dis- position, and perfectly acquainted with his profession. My messmates were most of them young men of good birth, with the exception of Tommy Dott, who was the son of a warrant-officer, and Mr. Green, whose father was a bootmaker in London. I shall not, however, waste my reader's time upon them ; they will appear when required. I shall, there- fore, now proceed with my narrative. It is usually the custom for the midshipmen to take up provisions and spirits beyond their allowance, and pay the purser an extra sum for the same ; but this Mr. Culpepper would not permit indeed, he was the most stingy and dis- agreeable old fellow that ever I met with in the service. We never had dinner or grog enough, or even lights sufficient for our wants. We complained to the first lieutenant, but he was not in- clined to assist us : he said we had our allowance, and it was all we could demand ; that too much grog was bad for us, and as for candles, they only made us sit up late when we ought to be in bed ; he was, moreover, very strict about the lights being put out. This, however, was the occasion of war to the knife between the midshipmen and Mf. Culpepper. But it was of no avail ; he would seldom trust his own steward or the mate of the main-deck ; whenever he could, he superintended the serving out of all provisions and mixing of the grog no wonder that he was said to be a rich man. The only parties to whom he was civil were Mr. Hippesley, the first lieutenant, and the captain ; both of whom had the power of annoying him, and reducing his profits. To the captain he was all humility : every expense that he required was, with his proffered bow, cheerfully submitted to ; but he gained on the whole by this apparent liberality, as the captain was rather inclined to protect him in all other points of service, except those connected with his own comforts and 113 H PERCIVAL KEENE luxuries; and many a good job did Mr. Culpepper get done for him, by humbly requesting and obsequiously bowing. We had been at sea for about a week, and were running down towards the island of Madeira, which we expected to reach the next morning. Our destination was a secret, as our captain sailed with sealed orders, to be opened when off that island. The weather was very fine and warm, and the wind had fallen, when at sundown high land was reported from the masthead, at about forty miles distant. I was, as on the former cruise, signal midshipman, and did day duty that is, I went down with the sun, and kept no night watch. I had been cogitating how I could play some trick to Mr. Culpepper : the midshipmen had often proposed that \ve should do so, but I had made up my mind that whenever I did, I would make no confidant. Tommy Dott often suggested an idea, but I invariably refused, as a secret is only a secret when it is known to one person ; for that reason I never con- sulted Bob Cross, because I knew that he would have per- suaded me not to do so ; but after anything was happily executed, I then used to confide in him. I observed before that Mr. Culpepper wore a flaxen wig, and I felt sure, from his penuriousness, that he was not likely to have more than one on board ; I therefore fixed upon his wig as the object of my vengeance, and having made up my mind on the night that we made the island of Madeira, I deter- mined to put my project in execution. For convenience, the first lieutenant had a small ladder which went down through the skylight of the gun-room, so that they could descend direct, instead of going round by the after-hatchway, and entering by the gun-room doors, where the sentry was placed. I went to my hammock, and slept till the middle watch was called ; I then got up and dressed myself without being perceived. As soon as the lieutenant of the middle watch had been called by the mate, who lighted his candle and left him to dress himself, I came up by the after-ladder, and, watching an opportunity when the sentry at the captain's cabin door had walked forward, I softly descended by the skylight ladder into the gun-room. 114 PERCIVAL KEEN The light in the cabin of the lieutenant, who was dressing, was quite sufficient, and the heat of the weather was so great, that all the officers slept with their cabin doors fastened back, for ventilation ; I had, therefore, no difficulty in putting my hand on the purser's wig, with which I escaped unperceived, and immediately turned in again to my hammopk, to consider what I should do with my prize. Should I throw it overboard ? should I stuff it down the pump-well, or slip it into the ship's coppers, that it might reappear when the pea-soup was baled out for dinner ? or should I put it into the manger forward, where the pigs were ? In the meantime, while I was considering the matter, the midshipman of the first watch came down and turned in, and all was again quiet, except an occasional nasal melody from some heavy sleeper. At last, quite undecided, I peeped through the clues of my hammock, to see what the sentry at the gun-room door was about, and found that he had sat down on a chest, and was fast asleep. I knew immediately that the man was in my power, and I did not fear him, and then it was that the idea came into my head, that I would singe the purser's wig. I went softly to the sentry's light, took it from the hook, and went down with it into the cockpit, as being the best place for carrying on my operations. The wig was very greasy, and every curl, as I held it in the candle, flared up, and burned beautifully to within a quarter of an inch of the caul. It was soon done, and I replaced the sentry's light ; and finding that the gun-room door was ajar, I went in softly and replaced the wig where I had taken it from, repassed the sentry, who was still fast asleep, and regained my hammock, intending to undress myself in it. But I had quite forgotten one thing (I was soon reminded of it) I heard the voice of the officer of the watch, calling out to the sentry at the cabin door " Sentry, what's that smell of burning ? " " I don't know, sir," replied the sentry ; " I was just think- ing of going forward for the ship's corporal." The smell, which gradually ascended from the cockpit, now spread from deck to deck, and became stronger and stronger. The gunroom-door sentry jumped up at the voice of the lieu- 115 PERCIVAL KEENE tenant, and called out that there was a very strong smell in the cockpit. The lieutenant and mate of the watch came down, and it was immediately supposed that the spirit-room had caught fire, for the smell was really very powerful. The first lieutenant, who had wakened up at the voices, was out in a minute ; he put his head over the cockpit, and ordering the officer of the watch to call the drummer, and beat to quarters, ran up to inform the captain. The drummer was out in a moment, and, seizing his drum, which hung up by the mainmast, ran up in his shirt and beat the tattoo. The whole ship's company rose up at the sound, which they knew was the signal for something important ; and the beat of the drum was followed up by the shrill piping of the boatswain's mates at each hatchway. At that moment, some frightened man belonging to the watch cried out that the ship was on fire, and the lower decks were immediately a scene of bustle and confusion. Perhaps there is nothing more awful than the alarm of fire at sea ; the feeling that there is no escape the only choice being by which element, fire or water, you choose to perish. But if it is awful in daylight, how much more so is it to be summoned up to await such peril when you have been sleep- ing in fancied security. The captain had hurried on his clothes, and stood on the quarter-deck. He was apparently calm and collected ; but, as usual, the first lieutenant carried on the duty, and well he did it. " Where's the gunner ? Mr. Hutt, bring up the keys from my cabin, and have all ready for clearing the magazines if required. Firemen, get your buckets to bear; carpenters, rig the pumps. Silence there, fore and aft." But the confusion became very great, and there evidently was a panic. The captain then interposed, calling out to the boatswain and his mates to send every man aft on the quarter- deck. This order was obeyed ; the men came thronging like a flock of sheep, huddling together and breathless. " Silence there, my men," cried Captain Delmar " silence, .1 say ; is this the conduct of men-of-war' s-men ? Every man 116 PERCIVAL KEENE of you sit down on deck pass the word there for every man to sit down." The order was mechanically obeyed, and as soon as the ship's company were all seated, the captain said " I tell you what, my lads, I'm ashamed of you : the way to put out a fire is to be cool and calm, obeying orders and keeping silence. Now collect yourselves all of you, for until you are all quiet and cool, you will sit where you are." After a pause of a few seconds " Now, my men, are you more steady ? Recollect, be cool and keep silence. Carpenter, are the pumps rigged ? " " Yes, sir," replied the carpenter. " Now, firemen, go for your buckets ; let nobody else move. Silence not a word : three foremast guns main-deck, to your quarters. Silence and quiet, if you please. Now, are you all steady then, go to your quarters, my men, and wait for orders." It was astonishing how collected the ship's company became by the judicious conduct of the captain, who now continued to command. When the men had gone down to their stations, he directed the two junior lieutenants to go and examine where the fire was, and to be careful not to lift the hatches if they discovered that it was in the spirit-room. I had been on the quarter-deck some time, and being aware of the cause, of course was not at all alarmed ; and I had exerted myself very assiduously in keeping the men cool and quiet, shoving the men down who were unwilling to sit down on the deck, and even using them very roughly ; showing a great deal more sangfroid than any other of the officers, which of course was not to be wondered at. Mr. Culpepper, who was most terribly alarmed, had come up on deck, and stood trembling close to the side of the captain and first lieutenant. He had pulled on his wig with- out discovering that it had been burnt, and as I passed him, the burnt smell was very strong indeed ; so thought the captain and the first lieutenant, who were waiting the return of the officers. " I smell the fire very strong just now," said the captain to the first lieutenant. " Yes, sir, every now and then it is very strong," replied the first lieutenant. 117 PERCIVAL KEENE The purser's wig was just between them, no wonder that they smelt it. After two or three minutes the officers came up, and reported that they could discover no fire, and that there was very little smell of fire down below. " And yet I smell it now," said Captain Delmar. " So do I, sir," said the second lieutenant ; " and it really smells stronger on deck than it does down below." " It is very odd ; let them continue the search." The search was continued ; the first lieutenant now going down, and after a time they said that the strongest smell was from the purser's cabin. " Mr. Culpepper, they say the smell is in your cabin," said Captain Delmar. " Go down, if you please ; they may want to open your lockers." Mr. Culpepper, who still trembled like an aspen, went down the ladder, and I followed him ; but in descending the second ladder his foot slipped, and he fell down the hatchway to the lower deck. I hastened down after him ; he was stunned, and I thought this a good opportunity to pull off his wig, which I did very dexterously, and concealed it. He was taken into the gun- room, and the surgeon called, while I walked up on deck, and quietly dropped the wig overboard at the gangway. My reason for doing this was, that having no idea that my trick would have created so much confusion, and have turned up the officers and men as it did, I thought that the purser's wig would, the next morning, account for the smell of fire, and an investigation take place, which, although it might not lead to discovery, would certainly lead to suspicion ; so the wig was now floating away, and with the wig went away all evidence. After a search of nearly half-an-hour, nothing was dis- covered ; the drummer was ordered to beat the retreat, and all was quiet again. I went to bed quite satisfied with the events of the night, and slept the sleep of innocence at least I slept just as soundly. This mysterious affair ever remained a mystery : the only loss was the purser's wig; but that was nothing, as Mr. Culpepper acknowledged that he did not know himself what he was about, and, for all he knew to the contrary, he might have thrown it overboard. 118 PERCIVAL KEENE My conduct on this occasion again gained me great credit. It had been remarked by the captain and officers, and I rose in estimation. How I might have behaved had I really supposed that the ship was on fire, is quite another affair I presume not quite so fearlessly. As it was, I was resolved to take all the credit given to me, and for that reason it was not till a long while afterwards that I hinted the secret even to Bob Cross. CHAPTER XIX J. HE next morning, when we arrived at Funchal, we found that our orders were for the West Indies ; we stayed one day to take in wine, and then hove up the anchor, and went on to our destination. We soon got into the trades, and run them fast down till we arrived at Carlisle Bay, Barbadoes, where we found the admiral, and delivered our despatches. We were ordered to water and complete as soon as possible, as we were to be sent on a cruise. Tommy Dott, my quondam ally, was in disgrace. He had several times during the cruise proposed that I should join him in several plots of mischief, but 1 refused, as I did not consider them quite safe. " You are not the keen fellow I thought you were," said he ; " you are up to nothing now ; there's no fun in you, as there used to be." He was mistaken ; there was fun in me, but there was also prudence, and from what I had latterly seen of Tommy Dott, I did not think he was to be trusted. The day after we anchored at Carlisle Bay, Tommy came to me and said, "Old Culpepper serves out plums and suet this afternoon ; I heard him tell the steward. Now, I think we may manage to get some I never saw better plums on board of a ship." " Well," said I, " I like raisins as well as you do, Tommy but what is your plan ? " " Why, I've got my squirt, and old Culpepper never lights more than one of his purser's dips (small candles) in the steward's room. I'll get down in the cockpit in the dark, 119 PERCIVAL KEENE and squirt at the candle the water will put it out, and he'll send the steward for another light, and then I'll try and get some." It was not a bad plan, but still I refused to join in it, as it was only the work of one person, and not two. I pointed that out to him, and he agreed with me, saying that he would do it himself. When Mr. Cul pepper went down into the steward's room, Tommy reconnoitred, and then came into the berth and filled his squirt. Although I would not join him, I thought I might as well see what was going on, and therefore descended the cockpit ladder soon after Tommy, keeping out of the way in the fore- most part of the cockpit, where it was quite dark. Tommy directed his squirt very dexterously, hit the lighted wick of the solitary candle, which fizzed, sputtered, and finally gave up the ghost. " Bless me ! " said Mr. Culpepper, " what can that be ? " " A leak from the seams above, I suppose," said the steward ; " I will go to the galley for another light." "Yes, yes, be quick," said Mr. Culpepper, who remained in the steward's room in the dark, until the return of the steward. Tommy Dott then slipped in softly, and commenced filling all his pockets with the raisins ; he had nearly taken in his full cargo, when, somehow or another, Mr. Culpepper stepped forward from where he stood, and he touched Tommy, whom he immediately seized, crying out, " Thieves ! thieves ! call the sentry ! sentry, come here." The sentry of the gun-room door went down the ladder as Mr. Culpepper dragged out Tommy, holding him fast by both hands. " Take him, sentry take him in charge. Call the master- at-arms little thief. Mr. Dott ! Hah well, we'll see." The consequence was, that Mr. Tommy Dott was handed from the sentry to the master-at-arms, and taken up on the quarter-deck, followed by Mr. Culpepper and his steward. There was no defence or excuse to be made ; the pockets of his jacket and of his trousers were stuffed with raisins ; and at the bottom of his pocket, when they were emptied by the master-at-arms, was found the squirt. 120 PERCIVAL KEENE As soon as the hue and cry was over, and all the parties were on the quarter-deck, as the coast was clear, I thought I might as well take advantage of it ; and therefore I came out from my hiding-place, went into the steward's room, filled my handkerchief with raisins, and escaped to the berth unper- ceived. So that while Tommy Dott was disgorging on the quarter-deck, I was gorging below. Mr. Dott was reported to the captain for this heinous offence, and, in consequence, was ordered below under arrest, his place in the captain's gig being filled up by me ; so that in every point of view Tommy suffered, and I reaped the harvest. What pleased me most was, that, being midship- man of the captain's boat, I was of course continually in the company of the coxswain, Bob Cross. But I must not delay at present, as I have to record a very serious adventure which occurred, and by which I, for a long while, was separated from my companions and shipmates. In ten days we sailed in search of a pirate vessel, which was reported to have committed many dreadful excesses, and had become the terror of the mercantile navy. Our orders were to proceed northward, and to cruise off the Virgin Islands, near which she was said to have been last seen. About three weeks after we had left Carlisle Bay, the look- out man reported two strange sail from the mast-head. I was sent up, as signal mid, to examine them, and found that they were both schooners, hove to close together ; one of them very rakish in her appearance. All sail in chase was made immediately, and we came up within three miles of them, when one, evidently the pirate we were in search of, made sail, while the other remained hove to. As we passed the vessel hove to, which we took it for granted was a merchantman, which the pirate had been plundering, the captain ordered one of the cutters to be lowered down with a midshipman and boat's crew to take possession of her. The men were all in the boat, but the midshipman had gone down for his spyglass, or something else ; and as it was merely with a view of ascertaining what the vessel was, and the chief object was to overtake the pirate vessel, to prevent the delay which was caused 121 PERCIVAL KEENE by the other midshipman not being ready, Mr. Hippesley ordered me to go into the boat instead of him, and as soon as I was on board of the schooner, to make sail and follow the frigate. The captain did say, " He is too young, Mr. Hippesley ; is he not ? " " I'd sooner trust him than many older, sir," was the reply of the first lieutenant. "Jump in, Mr. Keene." I did so, with my telescope in my hand. "Lower away, my lads unhook, and sheer off;" and away went the frigate in pursuit of the pirate vessel, leaving me in the boat, to go on board of the schooner. We were soon alongside, and found that there was not a soul on board of the vessel ; what had become of the crew, whether they had been murdered or not, it was impossible to say, but there were a few drops of blood on the deck. The vessel was an American, bound to one of the islands, with shingle and fir planks ; not only was her hold full, but the fir planks were piled up on each side of the deck, between the masts, to the height of five or six feet. The pirate had, apparently, been taking some of the planks on board for her own use. We dropped the boat astern, let draw the foresheet, and made sail after the frigate, which was now more than a mile from us, and leaving us very fast. The schooner was so overloaded that she sailed very badly, and before the evening closed in, we could just perceive the top-gallant sails of the Calliope above the horizon ; but this we thought little of, as we knew that as soon as she had captured the pirate she would run back again, and take us out. There were some hams and other articles on board, for the pirates had not taken everything, although the lockers had been all broken open, and the articles were strewed about in every direction in the cabin and on the deck. Just before dark, we took the bearings of the frigate, and stood the same course as she was doing, and then we sat down to a plentiful meal, to which we did justice. I then divided the boat's crew into watches, went down into the cabin, and threw myself on the standing bed-place, of which there was but one, with all my clothes on ; the men who had 122 PERCIVAL KEENE not the watch went down, and turned in in the cuddy forward, where the seamen usually sleep. It was not till past midnight that I could obtain any sleep ; the heat was excessive, and I was teased by the cockroaches, which appeared to swarm in the cabin to an incredible de- gree, and were constantly running over my face and body. I little thought then why they swarmed. I recollect that I dreamt of murder, and tossing men overboard, and then of the vessel being on fire ; and after that, I felt very cool and comfortable, and I dreamed no more. I thought that I heard a voice calling my name ; it appeared that I did hear it in my sleep, but I slept on. At last I turned round, and felt a splashing as of water, and some water coming into my mouth ; I awoke. All was dark and quiet ; I put my hand out, and I put it into the water where was I was I overboard ? I jumped up in my fright ; I found that I was still on the standing bed-place, but the water was above the mattress. I immediately comprehended that the vessel was sinking, and I called out, but there was no reply. I turned out of the bed-place, and found myself up to my neck in water, with my feet on the cabin-deck. Half swim- ming and half floundering, I gained the ladder and went up the hatchway. It was still quite dark, and I could not perceive nor hear anybody. I called out, but there was no reply. I then was certain that the men had left the vessel when they found her sinking, and had left me to sink with her. I may as well here observe, that when the men had found the water rising upon them forward, they had rushed on deck in a panic, telling the man at the wheel that the vessel was sink- ing, and had immediately hauled up the boat to save their lives ; but they did recollect me, and the coxswain of the boat had come down in the cabin by the ladder, and called me. But the cabin was full of water, and he receiving no answer, considered that I was drowned, and returned on deck. The boat had then shoved off, and I was left to my fate ; still I hoped such was not the case, and I hallooed again and again, but in vain, and I thought it was all over with me. It was a dreadful position to be in. I said my prayers and 123 PERCIVAL KEENE prepared to die, and yet I thought it was hard to die at fifteen years old. Although I do not consider that my prayers were of much efficacy, for there was but little resignation in them, praying had one good effect it composed me, and I began to think whether there was any chance of being saved. Yes, there were plenty of planks on the deck, and if it were daylight I could tie them together and make a raft, which would bear me up. How I longed for daylight, for I was afraid that the vessel would sink before I could see to do what was requisite. The wind had become much fresher during the night, and the waves now dashed against the sides of the water-logged vessel. As I watched for daylight, I began to reflect how this could have happened ; and it occurred to me that the pirates had scuttled the bottom of the vessel to sink her ; and in this conjecture I was right. At last a faint light appeared in the east, which soon broke into broad day, and I lost no time in setting about my work. Before I began, however, I thought it advisable to ascer- tain how much more water there was in the vessel since I had quitted the cabin, which it appeared to me must have been about two hours. I therefore went down in the cabin to measure it. I knew how high it was when I waded through it. I found, to my surprise, and, I may say, to my joy, that it was not higher than it was before. I thought that perhaps I might be mistaken, so I marked the height of the water at the cabin ladder, and I sat down on deck to watch it; it appeared to me not to rise any higher. This made me reflect, and it then struck me that, as the vessel was laden with timber, she would not probably sink any lower, so I deferred my work till I had ascertained the fact. Three hours did I watch, and found that the water did not rise higher, and I was satisfied ; but the wind increased, and the vessel's sails, instead of flapping to the wind as she drove without any one at the helm, were now bellied out, and the vessel careened to leeward. I was afraid that she would turn over ; and finding an axe 124 on the deck, I mounted the rigging with it, and commenced cutting away the lacing of the sails from the mast. I then lowered the gaffs, and cleared away the canvas in the same way, so that the sails fell on the deck. This was a work of at least one hour ; but when the canvas was off, the vessel was steady. It was well that I had taken this precaution ; for very soon afterwards the wind was much fresher, and the weather appeared very threatening ; the sea also rose considerably. I was very tired, and sat down for some time on the deck abaft. It then occurred to me that the weight of the planks upon the deck must not only keep the vessel deeper in the water, but make her more top-heavy, and I determined to throw them overboard ; but first I looked for something to eat, and found plenty of victuals in the iron pot in which the men had cooked their supper the night before. As soon as I had obtained from the cask lashed on the deck a drink of water, to wash down the cold fried ham which I had eaten, I set to work to throw overboard the planks on deck. When I had thrown over a portion from one side, I went to the other and threw over as many more, that I might, as much as possible, keep the vessel on an even keel. This job occupied me the whole of the day ; and when I had completed my task I examined the height of the water at the cabin ladder, and found that the vessel had risen more than six inches. This was a source of great comfort to me ; and what pleased me more was, that the wind had gone down again, and the water was much smoother. I made a supper of some raw ham, for the fire had been extinguished, and committing myself to the protection of Heaven, I lay down as the sun set, and from the fatigue of the day was soon in a sound sleep. I awoke about the middle of the night ; the stars shone brightly, and there was but a slight ripple on the water. I thought of my mother, of my aunt Milly, of Captain Delmar, and I felt for the sealskin pouch which was fastened round my neck. It was all safe. I calculated chances, and I made up my mind that I should be picked up by some vessel or another before long. 125 PERCIVAL KEENE I said to myself " Why, I am better off now than I was when in the wherry with Peggy Pearson ; I was saved then, why should I not be now ? " I felt no desponding, and lay down, and was soon fast asleep again. It was broad daylight when I awoke ; I took my spyglass, and looking round the horizon, discovered a vessel several miles off, standing towards me. This gave me fresh spirits. I made a raw breakfast, and drank plenty of water as before. The wind, which was very light, increased a little. The vessel came nearer, and I made her out to be a schooner. In two hours she was close to me, and I waved my hat, and hallooed as loud as I could. The schooner was full of men, and steered close to me ; she was a beautiful craft, and, although the wind was so light, glided very fast through the water, and I could not help thinking that she was the pirate vessel which the frigate had been in chase of. It appeared as if they intended to pass me, and I hallooed, " Schooner, ahoy ! Why don't you send a boat on board ? " I must say, that when the idea struck me that she was a pirate vessel, my heart almost failed me. Shortly afterwards the schooner rounded to and lowered a boat, which pulled to the vessel. The boat's crew were all negroes. One of them said, "Jump in, you white boy; next jump he take be into the shark's mouth," continued the man, grinning, as he addressed himself to the others in the boat. I got into the boat, and they rowed on board the schooner. I did then think that I was done for ; for what mercy could I expect, being a king's officer, from pirates, which the words of the negro convinced me they were ? As soon as I was alongside of the schooner, they oidered me to go up the side, which I did, with my spyglass in my hand. I leaped from the gunwale down on the deck, and found myself on board an armed vessel, with a crew wholly composed of blacks. I was rudely seized by two of them, who led me aft to where a negro stood apart from the rest. A more fierce, severe, determined-looking countenance I never beheld. He was gigantic in stature, and limbed like the Farnesian Hercules. 126 PERCIVAL KEENE " Well, boy, who are you ? " said he, " and how came you on board of that vessel ? " I told him in very few words. " Then you belong to that frigate that chased us the day before yesterday ? " "Yes," replied I. ' What is her name ? " ' The Calliope." ' She sails well/' said he. ' Yes," replied I ; "she is the fastest sailer on this station." ' That's all the information I want of you, boy ; now you may go." " Go where ? " replied I. " Go where ? go overboard, to be sure," replied he, with a grin. My heart died within me ; but I mustered courage enough to say, " Much obliged to you, sir ; but I'd rather stay where I am, if it's .ill the same to you." The other negroes laughed at this reply, and I felt a little confidence ; at all events, their good-humour gave me courage, and I felt that being bold was my only chance. The negro captain looked at me for a time, as if consider- ing, and at last said to the men, "Overboard with him." " Good-bye, sir ; you're very kind," said I ; " but this is a capital spyglass, and I leave it to you as a legacy." And I went up to him and offered him my spyglass. Merciful Heaven ! how my heart beat against my ribs when I did this. The negro captain took the glass, and looked through it. " It is a good glass," said he, as he removed it from his eyes. It was poor Green's spyglass, which he had given me for showing him the mason's signs. " Well, white boy, I accept your present ; and now, good- bye." " Good-bye, sir. Do me one kindness in return," said I veiy gravely, for I felt my hour was come. " And what is that ? " replied the negro. " Tie a shot to my heels, that I may sink quickly ; it won't take them long." " You don't ask me to spare your life, then ? " replied the negro. 127 PERCIVAL KEENE " He de very first white dat not ask it," said one of the negroes. " Dat really for true/' said another. " Yes, by gum," replied a third. Oh, how I wished to know what to say at that moment ! The observations of the negroes made me imagine that I had better not ask for it ; and yet how I clung to life ! It was an awful moment I felt as if I had lived a year in a few minutes. For a second or two I felt faint and giddy I drew a long breath and revived. "You don't answer me, boy," said the negro captain. " Why should I ask when I feel certain to be refused ? If you will give me my life, I will thank you ; I don't particu- larly wish to die, I can assure you." " I have taken an oath never to spare a white man. For once I am sorry that I cannot break my oath." " If that is all, I am a boy, and not a man," replied L " Keep me till I grow bigger." " By golly, captain, that very well said. Keep him, cap- tain," said one of the negroes. " Yes, captain," replied another ; " keep him to tend your cabin. Very proper you have white slave boy." The negro captain for some time made no reply; he appeared to be in deep thought. At last he said " Boy, you have saved your life ; you may thank yourself and not me. Prossa, let him be taken below ; give him a frock and trousers, and throw that infernal dress overboard, or I may change my resolution." The negro who was addressed, and who wore a sort of nniform as an officer which he was, being second mate led me below, nothing loath, I can assure my readers. When I was between decks, I sat down upon a chest, my head swam, and I fainted. The shock had been too powerful for a lad of my age. They bi'ought water, and recovered me. When I revived, I felt that I might have lost in their good opinion by thus showing my weakness ; and I had sufficient presence of mind to ask for something to eat. This deceived them ; they said to one another that I must have been on board that vessel for two days without food, and of course I did not deny it. They brought me some meat and some grog. I ate and 128 PERCIVAL KEENE drank a little. They then took off my uniform, and put on me a check frock and white trousers ; after which I said I wished to lie down a little, and they left me to sleep on the chest where I had been seated. I pretended to sleep, although I could not ; and I found out by their conversation that I gained the goodwill not only of the crew, but of the captain, by my behaviour. I considered that I had gained my life, at least for the present; but what security could I have in such com- pany ? After an hour or two I felt quite recovered, and I thought it advisable to go on deck. I did so, and went right aft to the negro captain, and stood before him. " Well, boy," said he, " why do you come to me ? " " You gave me my life ; you're the greatest friend I have here, so I come to you. Can I do anything ? " " Yes ; you may assist in the cabin, if your white blood does not curdle at the idea of attending on a black man." " Not at all. I will do anything for those who are kind to me, as you have been." " And think it no disgrace ? " " Not the least. Is it a disgrace to be grateful ? " The reader will observe how particularly judicious my replies were, although but fifteen years old. My dangerous position had called forth the reflection and caution of man- hood. " Go down into the cabin ; you may amuse yourself till I come." I obeyed this order. The cabin was fitted up equal to most yachts, with Spanish mahogany and gold mouldings ; a buffet full of silver (there was no glass) occupied nearly one-half of it ; even the plates and dishes were of the same material. Silver candelabras hung down from the middle of the beams ; a variety of swords, pistols, and other weapons were fixed up against the bulkhead ; a small bookcase, chiefly of Spanish books, occupied the after-bulkhead, and the portraits of several white females filled up the intervals ; a large table in the centre, a stand full of charts, half-a-dozen boxes of cigars, and two most luxurious sofas, completed the furniture. A door from the starboard side led, I presumed, to the 129 I PERCIVAL KEENE state-room, where the captain slept ; but I did not venture to open it. I surveyed all this magnificence, wondering who this per- sonage could be ; and more still, how it was that the whole of the crew were, as well as the captain, of the negro race. We had heard that the pirate we were in search of was a well-known character a Spaniard who went by the name of Chico, and that his crew consisted of Americans, English, and Spaniards. That this was the vessel, I knew, from the conversation of the men when I was below, for they called her the Stella. Now, it appeared that the vessel had changed masters ; the crew were chiefly Spanish negroes, or other negroes who spoke Spanish, but some of them spoke English and a few Words of Spanish ; these, I presumed, were American, or English runaways. But the captain his language was as correct as my own; Spanish he spoke fluently, for I heard him giving orders in that language while I was in the cabin ; neither was he flat-nosed, like the majority. Had he been white, his features would have been considered regular, al- though there was a fierceness about them at times, which was terrible to look at. "Well," thought I, "if I live and do well, I shall know more about it ; yes, if I live. I wish I was on the quarter- deck of the Calliope, even as Tommy was, with his pockets stuffed full of the purser's raisins, and looking like a fool and a rogue at the same time." I had been down in the cabin about half-an-hour, when the negro captain made his appearance. " Well," said he, " I suppose you would as soon see the devil as me eh, boy ? " " No, indeed," replied I, laughing for I had quite re- covered my confidence "for you were about to send me to the devil, and I feel most happy that I still remain with you." "You're exactly the cut of boy I like," replied he, smiling. " How I wish that you were black ! I detest your colour." " I have no objection to black my face, if you wish it," replied I ; "it's all the same to me what colour I am." " How old are you ? " " I was fifteen a few months back." 130 PERCIVAL KEENE " How long have you been to sea ? " " About eighteen months." He then asked me a great many more questions, about the captain, the officers, the ship, and myself; to all of which I answered in a guarded way. A negro brought down his supper ; it was hot, and very savoury : without any order on his part, I immediately at- tended upon him during his meal. He told the negro not to wait, and conversed with me during the time that he was eating ; at last he told me how he had doubled the frigate during the night. I then remarked that we had been in- formed that the vessel was called the Stella, that the captain's name was Chico, and the crew were composed of white men of different nations. " A month or two ago it was the case," replied the captain. " Now I have done, and you may clear away," continued he, rising from his chair and throwing himself down on one of the sofas. " Stop you are hungry, I don't doubt ; you can sib down and eat your supper, and remove the things afterwards." I did as he told me : it was the first time in my life I had supped off massive plate but I was in strange company ; however, it did not spoil my appetite, and I did not forget to drink a goblet of wine by way of washing down my repast. " Thank you, sir," said I, rising, and then performing my office of attendant. At his order, I rang the bell for the negro, who assisted me in clearing away, and then went out with the remains of the supper. " Am I to stay or go ? " said I respectfully. " You may go now. Find the man who came in just now Jose he is called ; tell him to give you something to sleep upon." " Good night, sir," said I. " Good night, boy." As I went forward looking for the negro servant, I was accosted more than once very kindly by the negro seamen. At last I went up on the forecastle, and they asked me to tell them how I was left on board the schooner. I did so to those who spoke English, and one of them who could speak both languages, translated into Spanish for the benefit of the others. 131 PERCIVAL KEEXE "You be first white he hab spared, I tell you," said the American negro who had translated into Spanish what I had told them, after the others had left me with him. "The captain says he wishes I were black," said I to the negro ; " I wish I was, too, while I am on board this vessel my colour makes him angry, I see that. Could not I be stained black ? " "Well, I do think it will be a very safe thing for you, if it could be, for you have not seen him sometimes in his moods ; and if to-morrow morning he was chased and hard pressed by the frigate, you would stand a poor chance, suppose his eyes light upon you. I can't tink what make him to let you off, only but 'cause you give him de spyglass in dat bold way. I tink I know a chap on board who understand dat I go see you wait here till I come back." The negro left me, and in a few minutes returned, with a sort of half-Indian, half-negro-looking cut of fellow, with whom he conversed in Spanish. " He say he know how to make brown like himself, but not dark same as me. Suppose you wish he do it to-night begin now ? " " Yes, I do wish it," replied I ; and so I did sincerely, for I felt that it might be the saving of my life; and I had a great aversion to be torn to pieces by the sharks which followed the vessel, that being anything but an agreeable mode of going out of the world. The American black remained with me, and we conversed for about half-an-hour, by which time we were joined by the Spanish Main negro, who brought up with him some decoction or another, boiling hot. They stripped me, and rubbed me all over with a bit of sponge, not only the face and hands, but every part of my body, and then I was left standing quite naked to dry; the crew had gathered round us, and were very merry at the idea of changing my colour. As soon as the warm air had dried me, t'he application was repeated ; and when I was again dry, the American told me to put on my clothes, and that he would call me early to have two more applications of the stuff, and that then I should be quite dark enough. I asked for Jose, and told him what the captain had said ; he gave me a bundle of matting for a bed, and I was soon 132 PERCIVAL KEENE fast asleep. About three o'clock in the morning I was called up, and the staining repeated twice, and I then lay down again. When the hands were turned up at five bells (for every- thing was very regular on board), Jose brought me a glass to look at myself, and I was quite satisfied that my colour would no longer annoy the captain. I was not as black as a negro, but I was as dark as a mulatto. I asked the Spanish negro, through Jose, who could speak both languages, whether I might wash myself. He replied, all day long if I pleased ; that I should not get the colour off; it would wear off in time, and the stuff must be applied once a month, and that would be sufficient. I went to the forecastle and washed myself; the negro crew were much amused, and said that I now was a " bel muchaco " a handsome boy. I dare say they thought so at all events, they appeared to be very friendly with me, and my staining myself gave them great satisfaction. I was sitting with Jose between decks when the cabin bell rang. " Yo go," said he, showing his white teeth as he grinned ; " I go after, see what captain tink." I went into the cabin, and knocked at the state-room door. " Come in," said the captain. I went ir, and met him face to face. "What!" said he, looking earnestly at me "yet it must be it is you, is it not ? " " Yes, sir," replied I, " it is me. I've turned dark to please you, and I hope it does please you." " It does, boy ; I can look at you now, and forget that you are white. I can. Yes, I feel that I can love you now you've got rid of your only fault in my eyes, and I'm not sorry. I'm only glad that I did not " " Give me to the sharks," said I, finishing his sentence. " Exactly so ; say no more about it." I immediately turned the conversation, by asking him what he required ; and I attended him while dressing. From that time he became very friendly towards me, con- stantly conversing with me. I did my duty as his servant for more than a fortnight, during which time we became very intimate, and (I may as well confess it) I grew very fond of my new master, and thought less about the ship 133 PERCIVAL KEENE and my shipmates. We were going into a port, I knew, but what port I did not know. I often had conversations with Jose and the American black, and gained a great deal of information from them, but I could not discover much of the history of the captain. On that point they refused to be communicative ; occasion- ally hints were given, and then, as if recollecting themselves, they stopped speaking. It was about three weeks before we made the land of Cuba, and as soon as we did so the schooner was hove to till night, when sail was again made, and before ten o'clock we saw the lights of the Havannah. When about three miles off we again hove to, and about midnight we perceived under the land the white sails of a schooner, which was standing out. Sail was made, and we ran down to her, and before she was aware that we were an enemy, she was laid by the board and in the possession of our crew. The people belonging to the vessel were handed up, and she was exa- mined. She proved to be a vessel fitted out for the slave trade, with the manacles, &c., 011 board of her, and was just sailing for the coast. I was on the deck when the white men belonging to the slaver were brought on board, and never shall I forget the rage and fury of the captain. All sail was made upon both schooners, standing right off from the land, and at daylight we had left it a long way astern. Jose said to me, "You better not go to captain dis day. Keep out of his way ; perhaps he recollect dat you white." From what I had seen the night before, I thought this good advice ; and I not only did not go into the cabin, but I did not show myself on deck. About eight o'clock in the morning I heard the boat lowered down, and orders given to scuttle the vessel, as soon as she had been well searched. This was done, and the boat returned, having found several thousand dollars 011 board of her, which they handed up on deck. I remained below : I heard the angry voice of the negro captain the pleadings and beggings for mercy of the prisoners busy preparations making on deck ; and several men came down and handed up buckets of sand. An iron 134 PERCIVAL KEENE grating was handed up. The countenances of the negroes who were thus employed appeared inflamed, as if their wrath was excited ; now and then they laughed at each other, and looked more like demons than men. That some dreadful punishment was about to be inflicted I was certain, and I re- mained crouched behind the foremast on the lower-deck. At last the men were all on deck again, and I was left alone ; and then I heard more noise, begging for mercy, weeping and wailing, and occasionally a few words from the mouth of the negro captain. Then rose shrieks and screams, and appeals to Heaven, and a strong smell which I could not comprehend, came down the hatchways. The shrieks grew fainter, and at last ceased, and something was thrown overboard. Then the same tragedy, whatever it was, was acted over again more attempts to obtain mercy more shrieks again the same overpowering smell. What could it be ? I would have given much to know, but some- thing told me that I must remain where I was. Ten times was this repeated, and then, as evening came on, there was a bustle on deck, and after a time the crew descended the hatchways. I caught the eye of the American, with whom I was intimate, and, as he passed me, I beckoned to him. He came to me. " What has been done ? " said I, in a whisper. " Captain punish slave traders," replied he ; " always punish them so." " Why, what did he do to them ? " " Do ? roast 'em alive. Dis third slave vessel he take, and he always serve 'em so. Serve 'em right ; captain very savage ; no go to him till morrow morning you keep close." So saying, the American negro left me. As I afterwards found out, the long boat on the booms had been cleared out, the sand laid at the bottom to prevent the fire from burning the boat, the captain and crew of the slave vessel laid on one after the other upon the iron grating, and burnt alive. This accounted for the horrible smell that had come down the hatchways. It may be considered strange that I really did not feel so much horror as perhaps I ought to have done. Had this dreadful punishment been inflicted upon any other persons 135 PERCIVAL KEENE than slave dealers, and by any other parties than negroes, I should not have been able to look at the captain without abhorrence expressed in my countenance ; but I knew well the horrors of the slave trade, from conversation I had had with Bob Cross ; and I had imbibed such a hatred against the parties who had carried it on, that it appeared to me to be an act of retaliation almost allied to justice. Had the negro captain only warred against slave dealers, I do not think I should have cared about remaining in the vessel ; but he had told me, and fully proved to me, that he detested all white men, and had never spared them except in my own instance. I must acknowledge that I felt veiy much like going into the lion's den, when the next morning, on his ringing the cabin bell, I presented myself to the captain ; but so far from being in an ill-humour, he was very kind to me. After breakfast, as I was going out, he said to me, " You must have a name : I shall call you Cato recollect that ; and now I have a question to ask you What is that which you carry round your neck on a ribbon ? " " A letter, sir," replied I. " A letter ! and why do you carry a letter ? " " Because it is of the greatest importance to me." " Indeed ! Now, Cato, sit down on the other sofa, and let me know your history." I felt that I could not do better than make this man at once my confidant. He might take a strong interest in me, and it was not likely to go fai'ther. I therefore told him everything connected with my birth and parentage, what my suspicions had been, and how the letter had confirmed them. I unsewed the sealskin, and gave him the letter to read without being aware that he could read ; he took it, and read it aloud. "Yes," said he, "that's proof under his own hand. And now, Cato, never be afraid of me ; for, however I may wreak my vengeance upon others, I swear by my colour that I never will hurt you or permit others to do so. I am a tiger I know it ; but you have often seen a little spaniel caressed by the tiger, whose fangs are turned against every other living thing. You are quite safe." " I feel I am, since you say so/' replied I ; " and since I 136 PERCIVAL KEENE am to be your pet, I shall take liberties, and ask you, in return, to tell me your history." " I am glad that you have asked it, as I wish you to know it. I will begin at once : " I was born in America, in the State of Pennsylvania, of free parents. My father was a sail-maker, and was worth money ; but a free black in America is even worse treated and more despised than a slave. I had two brothers, who went to school with me. " My father intended to bring me up for the Church. You look astonished ; but in the States we have clergymen of our colour, as well as white ones ; looked down upon and despised, I grant, although they do teach the Word of God. But I was very unfit for that profession, as you may suppose. I was very proud and haughty ; I felt that I was as good as a white man, and I very often got into scrapes from my resenting injuries. " However, my education went on successfully, much more so than my brothers', who could not learn. I could, and learnt rapidly ; but I learnt to hate and detest white men, and more especially Americans. I brooded over the injuries of people of colour, as we were called, and all my father's advice and entreaty could not persuade me to keep my thoughts to myself. As I grew up to manhood, I spoke boldly, and more than once nearly lost my life for so doing ; for most Americans think no more of taking the life of one like me than of a dog in the street. More than one knife has been directed to my heart, and more than once was I taken up before the judge, and sentenced to imprisonment for no fault; my evidence, and the evidence of those of my colour, not being permitted to be received in a court of justice. Any white villain had only to swear falsely and there is no want of that class in America and there was no appeal. At last I was sentenced to be whipped ; then my blood boiled, and I vowed a vengeance which I have fearfully adhered to." " I do not wonder at that," said I ; " I would have done the same." "The man who had sworn falsely against me in this last instance had come up from the south. I obtained what money I could from my father, and went away in pursuit of 137 PERCIVAL KEENE him. I found him dogged him, and one evening I accosted him, and plunged my bowie-knife into his heart. I fled that State, and crossed the Mississippi. " I had not been long in Arkansas before a man a cotton grower, who owned about a hundred and fifty slaves in- quired who I was, and whether I had a pass ; I replied that I was a free man, born in Pennsylvania, and was there on my own affairs. The next day I was taken up, brought before the magistrate, and this scoundrel swore that I was his slave, and had absconded from him ten years before. " My defence the proof which I offered to bring was not listened to. I was made over to him, and the rascal grinned as the constables brought me away with him. His planta- tion was at the Red River. It was difficult to escape, and, indeed, almost useless to attempt it : but the fact was, that I did not wish to do so ; I remained to have my revenge. I tried to make the other slaves rise against him, but they were too cowed ; they even informed against me, and I was tied down, and flogged by the drivers until the flesh fell from my shoulders. " As soon as I recovered, I determined to do or die. I heard that there were some pirate vessels in the Barataria lagoons on the other side of New Orleans ; I resolved to join the crews, but first to have my revenge. I did so : I set fire to the plantation house struck the scoundrel who had made me a slave senseless as he attempted to escape, and threw his body into the flames ; I then made the door fast, and fled. I was met by one of the overseers, who was armed, and would have stopped me ; I beat his brains out with his own musket, and then gained the woods. You see that I am powerful ; you hardly know how much so. After several days' travelling, I arrived at the lagoons. I found this very vessel at anchor. I offered myself, and they accepted me immediately. " There were several of my colour on board runaway slaves and all good determined men. These were the people I required, for they understood me. Even on board a pirate vessel, the same contempt was shown towards us still considered as inferior beings. All the heavy work, all the dirty work, was for the negro race ; and we often worked like slaves, while the captain and the rest of the crew 138 PERCIVAL KEENE caroused. I was three years on board of this vessel. Our rendezvous, where we are going to now, is a small land- locked bay on the island of Cuba. No vessel in it can be seen from seaward, and there is but one narrow pass by which it communicates with the interior, and it is far from any habitation. A better retreat for a pirate vessel could not well be found. We used very often to go in to refit, and take in provisions and water ; for in a cave there we keep the provisions which we take from other vessels. " In a desperate fight which we had with an English man- of-war brig, we lost nearly forty of our men. The captain, Chico, as he was called, was obliged to fill up with black men, until he could procure others. The consequence was, that with the ten before on board, there were fifty blacks to seventy whites. It was then that I made up my mind that I would retaliate for all that my race had suffered. I was sure of the ten with whom I had sailed so long ; I sounded the others, and found them all willing. " We sailed from the Mexican Gulf, and made for the Rendezvous Bay, in Cuba. As soon as we arrived, of course, as with all pirate vessels, the first day was dedicated to revelling and intoxication that is, by the white portion of the crew. We negroes were employed in getting the casks ashore for water. That very night, when they all lay asleep and drunk, we put every soul of them to death, and the Stella belonged to me and my brave blacks, who chose me for their captain, and swore by their wrongs eternal enmity to the European race. " As you may suppose, I was short-manned ; but we soon found plenty of men, and I have now as fine a ci'ew as ever trod a deck." " How long is it since you took possession of the vessel ?" "About eight or nine months, during which time I have spared none except you. The usual death is drowning ; but if I fall in with a slaver, then you know what took place yesterday." I was silent for a time. " I do not wonder," said I at last, "at your hatred of the whites, especially of the Americans. As for your wreaking your vengeance upon those employed in the slave trade, dreadful as it is, I scarcely pity them ; but in your general warfare against the whites, recollect that you 139 PERCIVAL'KEENE may murder those who are your friends, and who have done all they can to put an end to slavery. Even in America there are many who are opposed to it." " It is impossible to make a distinction/' replied the negro captain. " What is your name ? " said I, musing. " Why do you ask ? You may as well know ; I wish it to be known : it is James Vincent." " But tell me, if you were to meet with a very superior force, what would you do ? " " Run if I could ; if not, fight." " But you might be captured, and then " " Never, boy ; never." " Well," said I, " as you have begun by sparing me, I hope you will spare others now." " I don't know why I spared you. Had you shown any fear of death I should not have done so ; but I felt that you would not care about it. I believe it was that." About ten days after, we made the east end of the island of Cuba, and ran into the Bay of Rendezvous, as it was named by the pirate. It was very small, but completely land-locked, and the land so high on every side that the masts of the vessel could not be seen from seaward. The bay on the land side was met by a deep, narrow ravine, between mountains which were almost perpendicular, the ravine itself being accessible from the mainland by only one narrow path known to the pirates, and which they seldom made use of, except when a spy was sent to the Havannah to ascertain what vessels were about to sail. On the high land which shut in the bay from the sea, the pirates had a man constantly on the look-out, to report any vessel which might be in the offing, and Vincent himself passed much of his time there, as the breeze was fresh and the air cool to what it was down in the land-locked bay. I was, for the same reason, very fond of being on the look-out hill, and generally followed up the captain when he went out there. He certainly now showed a strong affection for me, and I liked him better than I ever thought I could have done. He was constantly telling me of the treatment he and the other poor blacks had received in America, and I could not help feeling my blood boil, and a conviction that, 140 PERCIVAL KEENE had I been so treated, I should probably have been equally under the influence of revenge. It is the world, and the treatment we receive from it, which makes us chiefly what we are. One day the captain told me he was going that evening to obtain information, as the spy he had sent had returned un- successful, and that he should be absent for three or four days. Although I was not discontented with my position, still, as the reader may well suppose, I had a strong wish to be out of it as soon as possible, and I had determined to escape if I could ; it immediately occurred to me that his absence would give me the opportunity. I replied with a laugh, " Had you not better take me with you ? " " Very likely indeed, you would be so very useful. I shall have quite enough to do to take care of myself; besides, you might betray me/' added he, with a fierce and penetrating look. " Thank you for your good opinion," replied I indignantly. " So you think, because you have saved my life, that I would take yours. I am not yet such a rascal, whatever I may become by keeping bad company." " Well, well," replied the negro captain, " I believe I am wrong, so don't get into a passion ; but, at all events, you must see that it is impossible I can take you with me." " If you don't choose, I can't help it," said I ; " but I don't like remaining here without you ; I shall run away if I can, so I give you fair warning." " You won't find that quite so easy," replied he, laughing ; " and I recommend you not to attempt it." Here the conversation dropped. About midnight the captain commenced his ascent of the ravine, and I resolved that I would not lose the opportunity, if it offered, of follow- ing him. I watched him as long as I could see him, that I might know the direction of the secret path, and then I joined the crew, who were lying down by the tents which they had pitched on the shore. Shortly afterwards, the Spanish Indian who had coloured me passed by me, and as I intended to make the attempt before it was quite dark, I thought that I would remove any suspicion, and I therefore 141 PERCIVAL KEENE requested him to stain me again. This he consented to do, and in half-an-hour I was again naked among the negroes, and undergoing the operation. Having received the two applications, as before, I then quitted them. As soon as it was quite dark, I armed myself with a pair of pistols, and crawled underneath the back of the captain's tent, in which I always slept, and, without being perceived, gained the narrow path in the brushwood by which the captain had left I continued in the path for some time, by feeling the brush- wood on either side ; but before I had crawled half-way up the ravine, I found that the brushwood had not been cut away any farther, and I was at a loss how to proceed. All traces were gone, and all I had to do was to climb up to the summit, and to take my chance of finding any egress. I toiled on with difficulty : sometimes stopped by a rock which would take me minutes to climb over ; at others, holding on by the brush- wood for my life. By twelve o'clock I had gained more than two-thirds of the ascent, and then the moon rose, and assisted me with her light. I must say, that when I looked up and saw the rocks towering above me, and overhanging my path, I felt that escape was nearly impossible ; however, I recom- menced my labour, and gained some ground, when, as I was clinging to the side of a rock by a small shrub, it gave way, and I rolled and fell down many feet, between that rock and another opposite to it. I was not much hurt, aod I regained my legs. Looking up and about me, I found that I was in a narrow passage between the rocks, leading both up and down in fact, I had tumbled into the secret path that I had been in search of. Delighted with this discovery, I now set off with great spirit, and in half- an-hour found myself on the other side of the hill which formed the ravine, and looking down upon an expanse of country in the interior. Being very tired, I sat down, that I might recover my strength before I continued my journey. " I am free at last," thought I, and my memory wandered back to my mother, my ship, and my captain old Culpepper, Tommy Dott, and Bob Cross. "I shall see them all," I thought, " and what a story I shall have to tell." As soon as I had rested myself and recovered my breath, I thought I might as well start. 142 PERCIVAL KEENE I had not proceeded more than a hundred yards before I thought I heard a noise, as if some one was approaching. I listened I felt sure that such was the case, and I also heard the deep baying of a hound. The noise increased rapidly it was that of one forcing his way through the brushwood, which covered the side of the hill. In a minute afterwards I perceived a man coming up the hill at a swift pace, directly towards me. As he approached I could almost swear that it was Vincent, the negro captain ; but when within ten yards of me, I perceived him turn round and flourish his sabre in the air, while, at the same time, three large bloodhounds spiving at him. One fell by the blow of his sabre ; but the other two flew at his throat, and fastened on him, bearing him to the ground, and holding him in spite of all his struggling and his immense strength. I recollected my pistols : I cocked them, ran up, and putting one to the head of the nearest dog, blew out its brains. I was equally successful with the other they both lay dead by his side, and Vincent was released. He started up. " It is me Cato," said I. " Cato ! " replied he ; " but there is not a moment to be lost. I undei'stand it all." He seized me by the arm, and dragged me with him to the narrow entrance of the pass, and as soon as we came in he rolled three large rocks, which had evidently been used for such purpose before, so as completely to block up the entrance. " There," said he, leaning back quite exhausted ; "be quiet, Cato. We are safe now ; they will be on the top of the hill directly." We remained where we were about ten minutes, when we heard voices not very far from us. They were the pursuers of the negro captain, who were evidently baffled. After a time the sounds receded from us, and we heard them no more. Vincent then spoke. " You were escaping, Cato." "I had escaped," replied I ; " I told you that I would." " Strange that you should have discovered the path ; did any one betray it to you ? " " No one," replied I ; and I then told him how I had fallen into it. 143 PERCIVAL KEENE "Well, you have returned all obligations, and more than ever you owed me/' said he ; " you have saved my life this time, and that when all chance was over." " Then," replied I, " although I shall be very sorry to part with you, give me that liberty which I had gained, and which I lost in defending you from the dogs." " I would have let you go then, Cato," replied he, " but your life would have been sacrificed. My pursuers would have hurried you to prison before you could have explained who you were. You forget your colour is changed ; they were not seeking me, but a runaway slave, and the blood- hounds came upon my track. Those white men show no mercy ; they have more pleasure in seeing a runaway slave torn to pieces by those dogs than in recovering possession of him. It is a sort of fox-chase to them," continued he, grating his teeth after he had said so. " Cato, I will give you your liberty, if you wish it, and I know you do wish it, as soon as I can with any prudence ; that I promise you, and you know that I will keep my word." " I am quite satisfied," replied I. "And do you promise me that you will not attempt to escape a second time ? " "I promise you that I will not," replied I. " Enough," said Vincent. " Now let us go down the hill, for I am very much torn by those infernal brutes, and must have the wounds washed and attended to." We descended the hill in silence, and in a quarter of an hour had gained the tent. Vincent was severely bitten and torn. As soon as his wounds had been dressed he lay down on his mat, and I did the same. It was some days before Vincent recovered from the severe injuries which he had received from the bloodhounds ; and he did not appear to be inclined to run any more risks of that sort. Although he said little, I could perceive that he was brooding over future vengeance, and he was now nearly the whole of the day with his glass on the look-out hill. One morning a schooner hove in sight, steering from the Havannah to the southward and eastward, either for the islands or the Spanish Main. The Stella had for many days been ready for instant sailing, and having watched her till near sunset, Vincent sent down orders for every soul to be PERCIVAL KEENE on board, and the anchor hove up. Just as it was dark we towed out of the bay, and made all sail. At daylight the schooner was but a few miles ahead of us, and not being a fast sailer, in a little more than an hour we were alongside of her. She proved to be bound to the island of Cura9oa, being the property of an old Dutch gentleman, who was on board with his daughter, a little girl about seven years old. The crew consisted chiefly of negroes, slaves to the owner; the master of the vessel and the mate being, with the exception of the old gentleman and the little girl, the only white people on board. As usual, the crew were brought on board by the pirates, who reported to the captain that the vessel was in ballast, and of no value. As the crew of the Stella were already more than requisite, Vincent did not require the negroes ; he told them that they might go on board the schooner again, and take her into any port they pleased ; with the white people, however, it was another affair. I had remained below, not wishing to witness a scene of butchery ; but I was induced to look up the ladder, in conse- quence of Jose telling me that there was a little white girl come on board. At the time that I did so, Vincent had just done speaking with the negroes belonging to the captured vessel ; they had fallen back, and there was then standing before Vincent the master and mate of the vessel, the old Dutch gentleman and the little girl. A more interesting child I never had seen, and my heart bled at the idea of her being sacrificed. I could not help hoping that Vincent would have a similar feeling, but I was mistaken. The master and mate were pointed at, and imme- diately seized by negroes and tossed over into the sea. The old gentleman bowed his head over the beautiful child, and she knelt to him, as if for his blessing before she died. At that very moment Vincent gave the sign I could remain quiet no longer I sprang on the deck. "Stop !" cried I to the men who were about to seize the old gentleman " stop ! " The negroes did fall back at my voice. " What is this ? " cried Vincent. " Captain Vincent," cried I, " do you call yourself a man to war with children and old grey-headed men ? You must 145 K PERCIVAL KEENE not, shall not, touch these two. You have wreaked your vengeance upon the white men ; be content let these go." " Cato," replied Vincent fiercely, " it is well that it is you that have dared to snatch the prey from the fangs of the wild beast. Had it been another, this pistol should have sent a ball whizzing through his brain; as it is, go down below immediately." " I do not fear your pistol, Captain Vincent, nor will I go below ; that very pistol, in my hand, saved you from the fangs of the bloodhound. I tell you, therefore, that you must not destroy that innocent child if you love me you must not ; for I will hate, detest, and scorn you ever after- wards. I entreat you I implore you to let them go; they are not fit objects for your vengeance ; and if you destroy them, I tell you, you are a coward ! " "What!" roared the tiger, "a. coward!" and, no longer able to contain himself, he levelled his pistol at me and drew the trigger. It missed fire ; Vincent looked very confused he tossed the pistol on deck, folded his arms, and turned his face away. There was a dead silence. The negro crew looked first at me and then at the captain, as if awaiting orders, and uncertain of the issue. The Dutch gentleman seemed to be so lost in surprise, as to almost forget his impending fate ; while the little girl clung to him, and stared at me with her deep blue eyes. It was what in the theatres they would call a tableau. I followed up my advantage. Stepping forward, and placing myself before the old man and the child, I first broke the silence. " Captain Vincent," said I, "you did once promise me that you would never injure me or attempt my life ; that promise you have broken. Since that, you have made me another promise you may recollect it which was, that you would allow me to leave you on the first favourable opportunity ; there cannot be any opportunity more favourable than the present. The negroes whom you are to send back to the schooner do not know how to navigate her. I request, there- fore, to know whether you intend to keep this second promise, or to break it as you have the first ? I ask my liberty." "If I broke my promise just now, it was your fault/' 146 PERCIVAL KEENE replied Vincent coolly. "I am sorry for it, and I can say no more ; I intended to keep it, and, to prove so, I now keep my second you may go." " I thank you for that. I only wish that, now I leave you, I could leave you with feelings of goodwill, and not of I must say it of horror and disgust. Captain Vincent, once more let me beg, as a last favour, that you will spare these poor people." " Since you are so particularly interested about this useless old man, and still more useless child," replied Vincent sar- castically, " I will now make a proposal to you. You have your liberty. Do you choose to give it up and remain here, provided I let them go away in the schooner ? Come now take your choice ; for I swear by my colour, that if you go away in the schooner, the moment you shove off, they shall go over the gunwale." "My choice is then made," replied I; for I knew that when he swore by his colour he was in earnest : " release them, and I will remain here." I little knew what I was to undergo in consequence of this decision. " Be it so," said Vincent ; then turning to one of the mates, " Let them go back with the negroes ; hoist the boat up when she returns, and sail for the Rendezvous." So saying, he went down into the cabin. " You are saved," said I, going up to the old Dutch gentle- man ; " lose no time ; get into the boat as fast as possible, and make sail on your vessel as soon as you get on board. Good-bye, little girl," said I, taking her hand. " I thank you," replied the gentleman in good English " I cannot say how much ; I am so surprised at what I have seen ; but recollect the name of Vanderwelt, of Curacoa ; and if ever we meet again, you will find me grateful." " I will ; but ask no more questions now into the boat quick," said I, shaking his proffered hand. They were handed down into the boat by the negroes. I remained on deck until they were put on board ; the boat returned, was hoisted up, the schooner made sail again, and then I went down into the cabin. I found the negro captain stretched upon the sofa, his face covered up with both his hands; he remained in the same position, taking no notice of my coming down. Although my confidence in 147 PERCIVAL KEENE him was destroyed after his snapping the pistol at me, yet when I reflected how I had bearded him in his rage, I did make some excuse for him ; moreover, I knew that it was my interest to be on the best terms with him, and, if pos- sible, make him forget what had passed, for I felt that his proud spirit would make it difficult for him to forgive himself for having been induced by his passion to break an oath which he had sworn to by his colour. I therefore, after a little reflection, went up to him and said " I am sorry that I made you so angry, Captain Vincent ; you must forgive me, but I thought that deed beneath you, and I could not bear to have a bad opinion of you." " Do you mean to assert that you have not a bad opinion of me now ?" replied he, fixing his eyes upon me. " No, certainly not ; you have released those I pleaded for, and I am very grateful to you for having done so." " You have made me do what I never did before," replied he, raising himself and sitting with his feet on the deck. " I know I have ; I have made you spare those of my colour." " I did not mean that ; you have irritated me so as to make me break my oath." " That was my own doing my fault rather than yours. I had no right to speak as I did ; but I was in a great rage, and that is the truth. I do believe that if I had had a pistol in my hand I should have fired it at you ; so we may cry quits on that score." "I am angry with myself the more so, that I little imagined that you would have remained with me after my breaking my oath. Either you must have felt great interest about those people, or you must have great confi- dence in me, a confidence which I have proved that I do not deserve." " That you did forget yourself, I grant ; but I have that confidence that it will be a warning to you, and you will not forget yourself again ; I therefore remain with you with per- fect confidence, feeling I am quite safe, until you think proper to give me my liberty." " You still wish to leave me then ? " " I have relations and friends a profession to follow. What can I gain by remaining here, except your friendship ? 148 PERCIVAL KEENE I never will be a pirate, you may be assured. I wish from my heart that you were not one." " And who should be pirates if the blacks are not?" replied Vincent. " Have they not the curse of Cain ? Are they not branded ? Ought not their hands to be against every one but their own race ? What is the Arab but the pirate of the desert the sea of sand ? Black is the colour for pirates. Even the white pirates feel the truth of this, or why do they hoist the black flag ? " " At all events, it's a profession that seldom ends well." "And what matter does that make? We can die but once I care not how soon. I have not found life so very sweet as to care for it, I assure you. Cato, there is but one thing sweet in existence one feeling that never clogs and never tires, and that is revenge." " Are not love and friendship sweet ? I certainly know nothing about the first." " I know no more than you do of it. They say friendship is the more lasting ; and as a proof of how lasting that is, I snapped my pistol at you, and had it not missed fire should have killed the only one for whom I ever felt friendship in this world." u That's a bad habit you have of carrying your pistols at all times ; they are too handy, and give no time for reflection. Only suppose, now, you had blown out my brains, you would have been very sorry." "Cato, I have many lives on my hands, and hope to have many more before I die. I never have repented one act of my life a murder, as you may call it and I never shall. But I tell you frankly, that had I destroyed you in my passion, I should have been a miserable man. I know it ; I feel it" " Let's say no more about it ; that I'm just as glad as you are that you did not kill me, I assure you most positively. Here's Jose coming with the dinner." Here ended our conversation, which I have given just to show the peculiar disposition of this extraordinary man, with whom I had become domesticated. Verily and truly was I, as he said, " like a little dog in the cage of a tiger," and, from, familiarity, just as bold as dogs become under such peculiar circumstances. 149 PERCIVAL KEENE Before morning we were again at anchor in the Rendezvous Bay, and the tents were pitched as before. We remained there for more than a fortnight, during which my intimacy with the captain was even greater than before. He appeared to endeavour to do all in his power to restore my confidence in him, and he succeeded. Still I must say, that I began to be weary of this sort of life. My dreams were ever of murder and bloodshed; and more than once I felt inclined to make my escape : but I had promised, and the remem- brance of my promise prevented me. One afternoon the man on the look-out made the usual signal for a vessel in sight. Vincent went up immediately, and I followed him. It was a schooner, very long, with very taut, raking masts. Vincent examined her for some time and then gave me the glass, and asked me what I thought of her. I replied, that I thought she was a man-of-war schooner. " You are right," said he, " I know her well ; it is the Arrow, and she has come out to cruise for me. This is the third time that she has been sent after me. Once we exchanged a few broadsides, but another man-of-war hove in sight, and I was compelled to leave her. She shall not accuse me of running from her now that she is alone, and by to-morrow morning I will give her the opportunity of making the report of my capture if she can ; but if I capture her you may guess the rest." We remained till nearly sunset, watching the motions of the schooner. Vincent then went down the hill to give orders for sailing, leaving me with the glass. I again dii'ected it to the schooner, and perceived that she was making signals. Then she is not alone, thought I ; and Vincent may not capture her quite so easily as he expects. I looked in vain for the other vessel ; I could not see her ; I therefore con- cluded that she must be somewhere under the land, and hidden by it from my sight. The signals were repeated till dusk, when I went down the hill, and found that all was bustle and activity, Vincent superintending himself the preparations for sailing. I did not interrupt him to tell him that I had perceived the schooner making signals. I had an idea, somehow or an- other, that I should regain my liberty, and was as anxious as Vincent that the Stella should be under weigh. 150 PERCIVAL KEENE Before ten o'clock everything was ready. Vincent had told his men that the English man-of-war schooner was out- side, and that he intended to fight her ; the men appeared delighted at the proposal, and as resolute and determined as men should be. As soon as the Stella was clear of the bay, everything was got ready for action, and I must say that nothing could be more rapid or more quiet than their movements. We stood out until we had gained an offing of five miles, and then made a reach along the shore towards the Havannah. As soon as the Stella had laid her head towards the Havannah, Vincent came down below. I had latterly slept on one of the cabin sofas, but had this night remained with my clothes on, for I was not sure that we might not be in action before the morning. The Arrow had gained the knowledge that our Rendezvous Bay was somewhere about the east end of the island, and had cruised accordingly, but could not discover it. Vincent threw himself on the other sofa, and I pretended to be asleep, as I did not wish to enter into conversation with him ; I was too much occupied with my own thoughts, and felt that there could be nothing in common between us at such a moment. He was very soon asleep, and he talked in his sleep. He was evidently in action, and gave his orders, every now and then speaking a few words aloud, and then it appeared as if he had taken the English schooner, and that he was fulfilling his vows of retaliation. I shuddered as I heard the half-broken menaces the exulting laugh which occasionally burst from his lips. I arose and watched him as he slept ; his hands were continually in motion, and his fists clenched, and he smiled. Merciful Heaven ! what a tale of savage cruelty that smile foretold if he were success- ful ! I knelt down and prayed that he might be foiled in his endeavours. As I rose, I heard a noise and talking on deck, and one of the mates came down into the cabin. " How does she bear ? " cried Vincent, starting up from his couch, as if he instinctively knew what was to be told. "Two points on the weather bow, captain," replied the negro. " I think she has her foresheet to windward/' What's the time ? " 151 PERCIVAL KEENE " One bell in the morning watch ; it will be daylight in an hour." "Very good. How far is she off? " "About four miles." " Pipe to quarters ; I will be up directly." Vincent took down his sword and buckled on his belt ; then his pistols, which, after having examined the primings, he fixed in his girdle. I still remained as if asleep, and as he was going, out of the cabin, he turned to me. "He sleeps, poor boy ; well, why should I wake him ? the guns will rouse him up soon enough." So saying, he went on deck. I considered what I should do. To be on deck was hardly safe for me as a white person ; and, indeed, what business had I there ? Why should I expose myself to the shot of my countrymen, or run the risk of losing my life from the rage of the negroes ! I therefore resolved on remaining where I was at all events, for the present. The negroes now came into the cabin, for the after-maga- zine was under the fore-part of it. The hatch was taken up, the screens let down, and all was dark. I had nothing to do but to catch now and then the commands given by the negro captain, and draw my inference as to what was taking place. Although for the first half-hour I gained little information, after that time had elapsed I knew what was going on. I heard a voice hailing us from another vessel, and the reply of the Stella was a broadside. There could be no mistake in that. The Stella was then put about, and the other broad- side given without a return from her opponent. At last it came, and, as the shot whizzed over or tore up the planking of the gunwales, I certainly did feel very strangely. I had never been in action before, and the sensation was, I confess, that of alarm ; but it was so mingled with curiosity as to what was going on, that it was impossible to say what my feelings were. I longed to be on deck, and certainly would have been, if I had thought that I was safe with the pirate crew; that alone prevented me. I remained, therefore, in a most unpleasant state of ignorance and suspense. The broadsides were now exchanged rapidly, and the wounded, brought down between decks every minute, told me that the action was severe. The orders of the negro captain were occasionally heard they were cool and deter- 152 PERCIVAL KEENE mined. Every minute some fresh manoeuvre was executed, and the guns still worked as if there was nothing else to attend to. At last the daylight came down the hatchway, and I left the cabin and walked forward between decks ; I found the deck strewed with wounded and dying men, calling for water. I was glad to be able to do something which I could consistently do, and I brought water from the cask and gave it to them, one after another, as fast as I could ; I think there were at least thirty men lying about the lower deck, some in pools of their own blood, and sinking fast, for there was no surgeon on board of the Stella. Some more wounded men were brought down, and a conversation took place between one of the mates of the schooner, who was hurt, and the men who brought down the wounded, and listening to them, I found that at daylight they had discovered that an English frigate was under all sail, beating up to them, and about five miles to leeward ; that in consequence, the Stella was now carrying on a running fight with the schooner (who was to windward of her), and trying to escape. This accounted for the signals which I had perceived that the English schooner was making the evening before. My anxiety at this intelligence was natu- rally much increased. The Stella was trying to escape, and her sailing powers were so remarkable, that I was afraid she would succeed. The action was still continued between the two schooners, but now the shot no longer hit the Stella, nor were there any more wounded men brought down ; it was evident that the two vessels were now firing at each other's masts and rigging, the one to prevent, and the other to effect her escape, by dis- mantling her antagonist. I felt as if I could have given my left hand to have gone on deck. I waited half-an-hour more, and then, curiosity conquering my fear, I crept gradually up the fore-ladder. The men were working the guns to wind- ward, the lee-side of the deck was clear, and I stepped forward, and got into the head, where I could see both to windward and to leeward. To leeward I perceived the frigate, about four miles distant, with every stretch of canvas that she could set on a wind ; I knew her directly to be the Calliope, my own ship, and my heart beat quick at the chance of being once more on board of her. 153 PERCIVAL KEENE To windward, as the smoke occasionally cleared away, I saw the Arrow schooner close hauled on the same tack as the Stella, and distant about a mile ; every ten seconds the smoke from her guns booming along the water's surface, and the shot whizzing through our rigging ; she had not suffered much from our fire : her sails were full of shot-holes, it is true, but her spars were not injured. I then turned my eyes upon the masts and rigging of the Stella : apparently, the damage done was about equal to that received by the Arrow ; our sails were torn, but our spars were unscathed. The water was smooth, although the breeze was fresh, and both schooners were running at the rate of six or seven miles an hour ; but the Stella had evidently the advantage of sailing, and fore-reached upon her opponent. I perceived that everything depended upon a lucky hit, and having satisfied myself with what I had seen, I hastened down below. For more than half-an-hour the firing continued without advantage on either side, when a yell was given by the negro crew, and I heard them cry on the deck that the Arrow's foretop-mast was shot away. I heard the voice of Vincent cheering his men, and telling them to be steady in their aim. My heart sunk at the intelligence, and I sat down on a chest. The firing now slackened, for the Stella had shot ahead of the English schooner, and the negroes on deck were laughing and in high good-humour. For a few minutes the firing ceased altogether, and I took it for granted that the Stella had left her pursuers far behind ; when, of a sudden, a whole broadside of guns were poured into us, and there was a terrible crashing and confusion on the deck. I ran up the ladder to see what had happened. It ap- peared that as the Stella was crossing the bows of the Arrow, the latter had, as a last chance, thrown up in the wind, and discharged her whole broadside into us : two shots had struck our mainmast, which had fallen by the board. I perceived at once that the Stella's chance was over nothing could save her ; she might resist the schooner, but could not escape the frigate. I ran down below, and went into the cabin ; I was afraid that the negroes might perceive the joy in my countenance. 154 PERCIVAL KEENE I heard the angry voice of the negro captain I heard him stamping with rage, and I thanked God that I was not by his side. The wreck of the mast was soon cleared away ; I heard him address his negroes, point out to them that it was better to die like men at the guns, than swing at the yard- arm like dogs. Some of them came down and took on deck a quarter-cask of spirits, which was plentifully supplied to all. The English schooner had borne down upon us, and the action now commenced at pistol-shot. Never shall I forget what took place for nearly three-quarters of an hour; the negroes, most of them intoxicated, fought with rage and fury indescribable their shouts their screams their cursing and blasphemy, mingled with the loud report of the guns, the crashing of the spars and bulwarks, the occasional cry of the wounded, and the powerful voice of Vincent. It was terrific between decks ; the smoke was so thick that those who came down for the powder could not see, but felt their way to the screen. Every two seconds, I heard the men come aft, toss off the can of liquor, and throw it on the deck, when they went to resume their labour at their guns. At the end of the time I have mentioned, the shot flew from to leeward, as well as from to windward : the frigate had got within range, and was pouring in her broadside ; still the firing and the shouting on the deck of the Stella continued, but the voices were fewer ; and as the firing of the frigate became more severe, they became fainter and fainter; and at last but an occasional gun was fired from our decks. I became so uneasy that I could remain where I was no longer ; I went forward on the lower deck again, and tumbling over the wounded and the dead, I crept up the fore-ladder. I looked over the coombings of the hatchway ; the decks were clear of smoke, for not a gun was being fired. Merciful Heaven ! what a scene of slaughter ! Many of the guns were dismantled, and the decks were strewn with the splinters and plankings of the gunwale, broken spars, and negroes lying dead, or drunk, in all directions some cut and torn to pieces, others whole, but mixed up with the fragments of other bodies : such a scene of blood I have never since witnessed. Out of the whole crew, I do not think there 155 PERCIVAL KEENE were twenty men left unhurt, and these were leaning or lying down, exhausted with fatigue or overcome with liquor, on various parts of the deck. The fighting was over ; there was not one man at his gun ; and of those who remained still alive, one or two fell, while I was looking up, from the shot which continued every minute to pierce the bulwarks. Where was Vincent ? I dared not go aft to see. I dared not venture to meet his eye. I dived down below again, and" returned aft to the cabin ; there was no more demand for powder ; not a soul was to be seen abaft. Suddenly the after-hatchway grating was thrown off; I heard some one descend ; I knew it was the hurried tread of the negro captain. It was so dark, and the cabin so full of smoke, that, coming from the light, he did not perceive me, although I could distinguish him. He was evidently badly wounded, and tottered in his walk. He came into the cabin, put his hand to his girdle, and felt for his pistol, and then he commenced pulling down the screen, which was between him and the magazine. His intentions were evi- dent, which were to blow up the vessel. I felt that I had not a moment to lose. I dashed past him, ran up the ladder, sprung aft to the taffrail, and dashed over the stern into the sea. I was still beneath the surface, having not yet risen from my plunge, when I heard and felt the explosion felt it, indeed, so powerfully, that it almost took away my senses ; so great was the shock, even while I was under the water, that I was almost insensible. I have a faint recollection of being drawn down by the vortex of the sinking vessel, and scrambling my way to the surface of the water, amidst fragments of timbers and whirling bodies. When I recovered myself, I found that I was clinging to a portion of the wreck, in a sort of patch, as it were, upon the deep blue water, dark as ink, and strewed with splintered fragments. There I remained some minutes, during which time I gained my recollection : I looked around and perceived the Arrow schooner, lying about one hundred yards off, totally dismantled, and my own frigate about a quarter of a mile to leeward, as bright and as fresh as if she had just been re- fitted. I observed a signal, made by the Calliope to the schooner, which was answered. I looked in vain towards 156 PERCIVAL KEENE the schooner, expecting her to lower down a boat. The fact was, that the Calliope had made the signal for her to do so, and the schooner had replied that she had no boat that could swim. I then perceived that the frigate had lowered down a boat which was pulling towards me, and I considered myself as safe. In a few minutes, during which I had quite recovered myself, the boat pulled into the mass of floating fragments, and .then the sailors ceased rowing, to look about them. They perceived and pulled towards me hoisted me in over the gunwale, and laid me at the bottom of the boat. I scrambled on my feet, and would have, gone aft, when the midshipman of the boat said to the men, " Pass that cursed young pirate forward don't let him come aft here." "Oh, oh, Mr. Lascelles," thinks I "so you don't know me ; you shall know me by-and-by." I quite forgot that I was stained black, till one of the men, who seized me by the collar to pass me forward, said, " Hand along the nigger. He's a young one for the gallows, anyhow." They handed me forward, and I did not choose to say who I was. My love of fun returned the moment that I was again with my shipmates. After looking well round and ascertaining that I was the only one left alive, they pulled back to the frigate ; and the midshipman went up to report. I was handed up the side, and remained at the break of the gangway, while the captain and first lieutenant were talking with Mr. Lascelles, during which Mr. Tommy Dott came up to me, and, putting his finger to his left ear, gave a cluck with his tongue, as much as to say, "You'll be hanged, my good fellow." I could not help giving the first mason's sign which I taught to Mr. Green, in return for Tommy's communication ; to wit, putting my thumb to my nose, and extending my fingers out towards him ; at which Tommy Dott expressed much indignation, and called me a precious impudent varmin. The men who were near us laughed, and said that I was game at all events. No one knew me ; for not only was my face well stained, but I was covered from head to foot with a solution of salt water and gunpowder, which made me still more indistinguishable. 157 PERCIVAL KEENE I had remained at the gangway about two minutes, when the first lieutenant said, " Bring the prisoner here." I immediately went aft; and as soon as I was standing before Captain Delmar and the first lieutenant (and behind were all the officers, anxious to hear what I had to disclose) I put my hand to my head, having no hat, as may be supposed, and said, " Come on board, sir," reporting myself, as is usually the custom of officers when they return from leave or duty. " Good heavens ! that voice ! why, who are you ? " cried Captain Delmar, starting back a pace. " Mr. Keene, sir," replied I, again putting my hand to my head. Bob Cross, who was, with many of the seamen, close to me, quite forgetting etiquette, ran up and caught me round the waist, looking me full in the face : " It is him, sir it is him ! Huzzah ! huzzah ! " and all the seamen joined in the huzzahs, which were, however, mingled with a great deal of laughter. ft Merciful Heaven ! and so you have been blown up in that vessel," said the first lieutenant, coming tome, with great kindness. " Are you much burnt ? Why, he's quite black Where's the surgeon ? " " Aren't hurt at all, sir," replied I. " Let him be taken down and examined," said the captain with some emotion ; " if not hurt, let him come into the cabin to me." The captain went down the ladder, and then I shook hands with Tommy Dott and all the other officers and mid- shipmen ; and I will say that my reappearance appeared to give unusual satisfaction. I went down into the gun-room and was stripped. They were much surprised to find that I was not hurt, and even more when they discovered that I was black all over, and that washing would not restore my colour. "Why, Keene," said the first lieutenant, "how is it that you have changed your colour ? " " Oh, sir, I've been playing the nigger for these last three months. It is a long story, but I will go with you to the captain, and I will tell it there." As soon as I had put on my uniform, I went up with Mr. Hippesley to the cabin, and having, at the captain's request, 158 PERCIVAL KEENE taken a chair, I entered into a full explanation, which lasted more than an hour. As soon as I had finished, Mr. Hippesley, who had plenty to do on deck, but who could not leave until he had heard my story, quitted the cabin, and I found myself alone with the captain. " I must say that I gave you up for lost," said Captain Delmar ; " the boat's crew were picked up the next morning, and reported that you were drowned in the cabin of the vessel. Scoundrels, to desert you in that way." " I do not think they were to blame, sir the water being so high in the cabin, and my not answering to their call." " But did they call you ? " " Yes, sir ; I heard them call when I was half asleep, and I did not answer." " Well, I am glad to hear you say so ; but so convinced have we been of your loss, that I have written to your mother on the subject. Strange, this is the second time that she has been distressed in this way. You appear to have a charmed life, Mr. Keene." " I hope I shall long live to do credit to your protection, sir," replied I. "I hope so too, Mr. Keene," replied the captain, very kindly ; " I sincerely hope so too. In all this business you have conducted yourself very manfully. It does you great credit, and your mother ought to be proud of you." " Thanky, sir," replied I, for I was overjoyed at such lan- guage from Captain Delmar, and I thought to myself, if he says my mother ought to be proud of me, he feels so himself. " Of course, you cannot do duty under such a masquerade as you are at present," continued the captain, who referred to my stained skin. " I presume it will wear off by-and- by. You will dine with me to-day ; now you may go to your messmates." I left the cabin, bowing very respectfully, and pleased with what had occurred. I hastened to join my messmates, not, however, until I had shaken hands with Bob Cross, who appeared as delighted to see me as if he was my father. I leave the reader to imagine the sort of levee which I held both on the quarter-deck and below. Mr. Hippesley could not get any of the officers to mind their duty. I 159 PERCIVAL KEENE certainly was for two or three days the greatest personage in the ship. After that, I had time to tell the whole of my history quietly to Bob Cross. Bob Cross, when he had heard me without interruption, said, " Well, Master Keene, there's no telling what a man's born to till after he's dead, and then it's all known : but it does appear to me that you are born to something out of the common. Here you are, not sixteen, not only playing a man's part, but playing it manfully. You have been put in most difficult situations, and always have fallen upon your feet in the end. You appear to have an old head upon very young shoulders ; at one moment to be a scampish boy, full of mischief, and at another a resolute, cool, and clever man. Sarcumstances, they say, make men, and so it appears in you ; but it does seem strange for one and the same lad to be stealing the purser's plums at one moment, and twisting a devil of a nigger pirate round his finger the very next; and then you have had such escapes twice reported dead at headquarters, and twice come to life again. Now, Master Keene, I've very good news to tell you ; you don't know how high you stand with the captain and officers. There's a feeling of envy against a lad who goes ahead (as well as a man), which blinds people to his real merits ; but when he is supposed to be dead and gone, and no longer in the way of others, then every one tells the real truth ; and I do assure you that not only the officers, but the captain himself, grieved most sorely at y9ur loss. I saw the captain's eyes wink more than once when speaking of you, and the first lieutenant was always telling the other micls that he had not one worth his salt, now that you were gone. And now that you have come back and gained so much credit for what has passed, I do really think that the captain is proud of you. I overheard a little conversation between the captain and first lieutenant the day you came on board, after you had been in the cabin telling your adventures, and all that I can say is, that the game is in your own hands, if you only play your cards well, and never let Captain Delmar have the least idea that you know that you have such claims upon him." "That I certainly will not/' replied I, "as it might check his feeling towards me." " Exactly ; I've often thought about you, and now that I like 160 PERCIVAL KEENE you so much, I watch the captain for your sake, and listen par- ticularly to what he says, after dinner especially, when I've the opportunity ; for, you see, when gentlemen drink wine, they speak more freely as to what they really think, just as we fore- mast-men do when we get our grog on board. The greatest misfortune which could happen to you in your position would be, the captain marrying and having children on the right side of the blanket, as they call it. Now, I've often heard the captain express a dislike to matrimony, and laugh at people's getting married, which has pleased me very much for your sake, Master Percival. You see, a man don't think much of marry- ing after forty, and the captain must be fifty, if not more." " Yes ; but if his brother dies and he is a very infirm man the captain will then be Viscount de Verseley, and inherit very large estates, and then he will marry to have an heir to the title and estates, even if there is no love in the case." "So he may," replied Cross "there's no saying; but still, even if he does, it ain't certain that he has a family ; chickens must not be counted before they are hatched. All you have to pray for then is, that the brother may prove as tough as our old admirals, whose senses get tired of staying any longer in their bodies, and leave them long before their hulks are worn out." "Why do admirals live so long?" " Well, I suppose it is for the same reason that salt meat keeps so much longer than fresh ; they have been forty or fifty years with the salt spray washing in their faces and wetting their jackets, and so in time, d'ye see, they become as it were pickled with brine. Talking about that, how long will it be before you get that tanning off you ?" " I don't know ; but as the captain says I'm to do no duty while it lasts, I hope it won't wear off too soon." " Spoken like a midshipman. Now take my advice : al- though not ordered to your duty, come up on deck and take your spyglass." " I've lost it, unfortunately. That was a good glass, for it saved my life." " Yes, it turned out as good for you as a freemason's sign, which is more than Mr. Green can say. I don't think he'll ever make a sailor he'd better bear up for clerk, and then he might do very well for a purser by-and-by. There's eight bells, Master Keene, so I think we had better say good night." 1G1 L PERCIVAL KEENE CHAPTER XX -L HE Arrow schooner had suffered very severely in the con- test, having lost her commanding officer and thirteen men killed and wounded ; indeed, had not the Calliope been at hand, it was the general opinion that the Stella would have overpowered her, notwithstanding that the latter had lost her mainmast ; for the Arrow was completely dismantled, and would not have been able to have made sail. The Calliope sent her carpenters and best seamen on board to repair her damages, and the next day we stood away for Port Royal, Jamaica, to announce the destruction of the pirate vessel. In the morning Captain Delmar sent for me. " Mr. Keene, as you cannot do duty for the present, and as I do not wish you to be idle, I think you had better pay a little attention to navigation. You send in your day's work, I perceive, but I suppose you have never regularly gone through a course of study." " No, sir," replied I ; " I fudge my day's work, and I should be very glad to learn navigation properly." "So I presume. Well, then, I have spoken with Mr. Smith, the master, who has promised me to give you the necessary instruction. " You will commence to-morrow ; you can sit at the table in the fore-cabin, where you will have nothing to distract your attention. You may go now." I bowed and left the cabin, and meeting Bob Cross on the main deck, I told him what the captain had said. " I'm glad of it, Master Keene ; it shows that the captain does now take a strong interest in you. He has never taken any trouble of that kind with any midshipman before. It will be of great service to you, so pay attention ; it will please the captain if the master gives a good report of you. Who knows but you may be sent away in a prize, and I sent with you to take care of you. Wouldn't that be a capital spree ? " The next day I commenced accordingly, under the tuition of the master, and as I had not Tommy Dott to play with, I gave satisfaction, and continued to do so until our arrival at 162 PERCIVAL KEENE Port Royal, when the captain went up to the admiral's, stat- ing all the particulars of the action, and, by way of sequel, my adventures on board of the pirate vessel. The admiral was so much interested that he requested Captain Delmar to bring me on shore to dine with him the next day. I was still very black ; but that made me, I presume, more interesting. I told my story over again, and it afforded great amusement to the company, particularly to the ladies ; and I have reason to believe that many compliments were paid me behind my back by the admiral and officers who dined there ; at all events, Captain Delmar was much pleased. My strange history soon got wind. The governor heard of it, and asked Captain Delmar about it. The consequence was, that I received another invitation from the governor, and Captain Delmar again informed me that I might tell my own story, which I did, modestly as before. I say modestly, for I never was a boaster at any time ; and I really believe that I thought much less of the circumstances than those did to whom I narrated them. I had at that time but one wish, which was to find favour in the sight of Captain Delmar. I felt that all my prospects in life depended upon that ; and aware of his disposition, and the deference that he expected, humility had become, as it were, habitual. During the time that we remained at Port Royal I con- tinued my studies in the cabin, and as the captain remained almost altogether on shore, I found the run of the cabin very pleasant ; but as I had no inclination to study the whole of the day, I was not sorry that Tommy Dott was very often my companion in the cabin, an entrance to which, as he could not pass the sentry at the door, he obtained by climbing down the mizzen chains, and creeping into the port windows. As soon as the captain's boat was seen coming off, Tommy was out again by the port as quick as a monkey, and I was very studiously poring over right-angled triangles. I rose, of course, as the captain entered the cabin. "Sit down, Mr. Keene," he would say " sit down ; the master has reported favourably of you, and I am glad to hear of it." One morning, when, as usual, Tommy Dott had come through the port, we were so busily employed with a cari- cature which we were making of old Culpepper, that the captain's boat came alongside without our being aware of it, 163 PERCIVAL KEENE and the captain's voice speaking to the first lieutenant as he was descending the after-ladder was the first intimation we received of his being on board. It was impossible for Tommy Dott to escape without being seen as he climbed out. The table, which was in the centre of the cabin, was covered with a blue cloth, large enough for the table when all the additional leaves were put to it, and in its present reduced size the cloth fell down to the deck ; I pointed it out to Tommy, as the sentry's hand upon the handle of the door announced the immediate entrance of the captain, and he darted underneath the table, that he might escape detection, intending as soon as the captain went into the after-cabin to make his retreat by the cabin-door or windows. The captain entered, and I rose, as usual, from my chair. " Mr. Keene," said he, " I have occasion to speak to the first lieutenant on important private business ; oblige me by leaving the cabin till that is done. You may as well tell Mr. Hippesley that I wish to see him." " Yes, sir," replied I, making a bow, and leaving the cabin. I felt very much alarmed lest Tommy should be discovered in his hiding-place ; and after the captain had stated that he had particular business with the first lieutenant, it was my duty, knowing that Mr. Dott was there, to have said so. I hardly knew what to do, or how to act. After all, it was no great crime as it stood. Tommy Dott had come into the cabin without leave, and had concealed himself; but if I was to allow Tommy to remain there and listen to important and particular business, evidently of a secret nature, I should forfeit the good opinion and confidence of the captain ; nevertheless, I was very unwilling to betray him. I was dreadfully puzzled, and when I went to the first lieutenant he perceived my confusion. " Why, what is the matter with you, Mr. Keene ? you look quite frightened," said he. " Well, sir, I am," replied I ; " and I think it my duty to tell you why I am so." I then informed him that Tommy Dott was under the cabin table, and would, of course, hear the secret communica- tions of the captain. " You have done very right, Mr. Keene, and I know how 164. PERCIVAL KEENE unpleasant it is to you to inform against your messmate ; but at present there is no harm done." He then laughed, and said, " However, Mr. Dott shall never know that you have said anything about it, and I will frighten him out of the cabin for the future." He then went down the ladder, and into the fore-cabin. I expected that he would have discovered Tommy as if by accident, but such was not the case. The captain had just gone into the after-cabin, and Mr. Hippesley immediately followed him, and shutting the door, informed him of Mr. Dott's position, and why I had made it known. The captain could not help laughing, as, after all, it was no great offence. He then gave the necessary information to the first lieu- tenant, and they both walked into the fore-cabin ; the first lieutenant saying, " If you please, then, Captain Delmar, I will send a boat immediately with the letter." " Certainly," replied the captain, sitting down, and who evidently was inclined to join in the joke with Mr. Hippesley. " Sentry, send the officer on deck to man the jolly-boat, and tell Mr. Dott to come here immediately." I was on deck when the sentry put his head up the ladder and gave the order, and I immediately perceived the plan of the first lieutenant, and the state of alarm into which Tommy Dott must have been put. The jolly-boat was manned, and Mr. Dott called for in every quarter of the ship, but he did not make his appearance. After a delay of several minutes, the officer on deck went down into the cabin, reporting that the jolly-boat had been manned some time, but that Mr. Dott was not to be found. " Not to be found ! " replied the captain ; " why, he can't have fallen overboard ? " " Not he, sir," replied the first lieutenant ; " he has gone to sleep somewhere : either in the tops or the fore-topmast stay- sail netting." " He appears to be a very troublesome boy," replied the captain. "Very useless, indeed, sir," replied the first lieutenant. " Sentry, have they found Mr. Dott ? " " No, sir ; quarter-masters have been everywhere. He's not in the ship." " Very odd ! " observed the captain. 165 PERCIVAL KEENE " Oh ! he'll turn up soon, sir ; but really, Captain Delmar, if you were to give him two or three dozen at the cabin gun, it would bring him to his senses." " That I most certainly will do," replied Captain Delmar ; "and I authorise you to do it, Mr. Hippesley, as soon as he makes his appearance ; it will be of some service to him. But I hope no accident has happened to him." " I have no fear of that, sir," replied the first lieutenant ; "if the purser's steward's room had been open to-day, I should have sent to see if he was not locked up in another attempt to steal raisins, but that has not been the case. By-the-bye, the spirit-room was open this morning, and he may have been down there, and may have had the hatches put over him." " Well, we must send another midshipman ; call Mr. Keene," said Captain Delmar. The sentry called me, and I made my appearance. "Mr. Keene, you'll go on shore to the dockyard in the jolly-boat ; give that letter to the master attendant, and wait for an answer." "Yes, sir," replied I. " Have you seen anything of Mr. Dott ? " said the first lieutenant ; "you are constantly together." "I saw him just before Captain Delmar came on board, sir, but I have not seen him since." " Well, well, we will settle accounts with the young gentle- man as soon as he turns up," replied the captain ; " you may go, Mr. Keene." I perceived that the captain and first lieutenant both smiled as I left the cabin. It appeared that soon after they left it, and the captain went on shore ; but Tommy was so frightened that he remained in his hiding-place, as he made sure he would be flogged if he made his appearance, and he resolved to remain where he was until my return, that he might consult me. As soon as I had reported myself, and given the answer to the first lieutenant, I hastened to the cabin, and then poor Tommy crawled from under the table ; the tears were still wet on his cheeks. " I shall be flogged, Keene, as sure as I stand here. Tell me, what can I do what can I say ? " 166 PERCIVAL KEENE " Tell the truth ; that's the best way/' replied I. " Tell the captain that I was hid under the table ! that would never do." " Depend upon it, it's the best plan," replied I ; " and it is the only advice I can give you. You may be flogged if you tell the truth, but you are sure to be flogged if you tell a lie. It will only add to your offence." " Well, I've been thinking about it : I'm sure that Mr. Hippesley will flog me if he catches me to-day or to-morrow ; but if I remain hid for a day or two, they will really think that I have fallen overboard, and then they will say, ' Poor Tommy Dott,' and perhaps be so glad when I do make my appearance, that they will forgive me." " Yes," replied I, delighted at the idea ; " I'm sure they will, if you do tell the truth when you appear again." " Then, that is what I'll do. The first lieutenant said that I might be in the spirit-room. Where shall I go to ? " "Why," said I, "you must remain under the table till dark, and then you may easily slip down into the coal-hole, where it is so dark that they never will see you, even if they go down for coals. It is the only place I know of; stay there all to-morrow and next day, and come up in the evening ; or the next morning perhaps will be better." " Well, it's a very good place," replied Tommy ; " anything better than being flogged ; but will you bring me something to eat and drink ? " " Depend upon me, Tommy," replied I ; " I'll contrive to bring you something every night." " Well, then, I'll do that," replied he. "Yes; and tell the truth when you come out," said I. " Yes, upon my honour I will ; " and so saying, Tommy, hearing a noise, again dived under the cabin table. Soon afterwards I went out of the cabin. The first lieu- tenant beckoned me to him, and asked me where Mr. Dott was, and I told him what had been arranged between us. He laughed very much and said "Well, if Master Tommy punishes himself by two days' confinement in the coal-hole, and tells the truth when he comes out, I think I may promise he will get off his flogging ; but don't you say that I have spoken to you about it, and let him do as he proposes." 167 PERCIVAL KEENE When it was dark, I supplied Tommy with provisions, and he gained the coal-hole without being discovered. The next day the speculations at his disappearance were general, and it was now believed that poor Tommy had fallen overboard, and, as the sharks are thick enough in Port Royal, that he was safely stowed away in one of their maws. I will say that the whole of the ship's company were very sony for him, with the exception of Mr. Culpepper, who observed that no good ever came of a boy who stole raisins. " So you think, that because a lad steals a few of your con- founded plums," observed the second lieutenant, " he deserves to be eaten by the sharks. If 1 were Tommy Dott, I would haunt you if I could." " I'm not afraid of dead men," replied Mr. Culpepper ; " they are quiet enough." " Perhaps so ; but recollect, you make them chew tobacco, and therefore they ought to rise up in judgment against you, if they do against any one." As this conversation passed on the quarter-deck, it put an idea in my head. That night I went to Tommy, whom I found terribly tired of sitting on the coals. I brought him a bottle of mixed grog, and some boiled beef and biscuit. I consoled him by telling him that every one was sorry at his disappearance, and that I was convinced that he would not be punished if he told the truth. Tommy was for leaving the coal-hole immediately, but I pointed out to him that the captain had not been on board that day, and that it was necessary that the captain should believe that he had fallen overboard, as well as the officers, or his compassion would not be roused. Tommy saw the pro- priety of this, and consented to remain another day. I then told him what Mr. Culpepper had said, and I added, " Now, Tommy, if Mr. Culpepper should see you by any chance, pretend to be your ghost." " That I will," replied Tommy, " if I get six dozen for it." I then left him. On my return on deck, I saw Bob Cross ; he was on shore during the major portion of the day, attending upon the cap- tain, and as I was no longer in the captain's gig, I saw but little of him. <( Well, Mr. Keene," said he, " I think you have quite 1C8 PERCIVAL KEENE recovered your colour by this time, and I hope to see you in the gig again." " I do not think I shall yet awhile I have not yet learnt navigation enough ; but the master says he will be done with me in a fortnight, if I go on as well as I do now." " Yes ; I heard him tell the captain that you were very quick, and would be a good navigator. But I can't get over the loss of poor Tommy Dott ; he was a little scampish, that's sartin, but still he was a merry, kind-hearted boy too good for the sharks, at all events. You must feel his loss, Mr. Keene, for you were always together." "No, I don't, Bob," replied I. " Well, I'm sorry to hear you say that, Mr. Keene ; I thought you had a kinder heart" " So I have, Bob. But I'll tell you a secret, known only to the first lieutenant and me ; and that is, Tommy's in the coal-hole, very dirty, but quite safe." Bob Cross burst into a fit of laughing, which lasted some time. " Well, Mr. Keene, you have really taken a weight off my mind ; now tell me all about it. You know I'm safe." I then told Bob what had happened, and of Tommy's in- tention to make his appearance on the following evening or the next morning. "Well," said Bob, "you're mischief itself, Master Keene, and that's a fact ; however, it's all right this time, and you have the captain and first lieutenant as your confidants and partners in the joke. You did perfectly right, and I'm sure the captain and first lieutenant must be pleased with you ; but recollect, Master Keene, keep your distance as before don't presume." " Never fear, Bob," replied I. " But now I have told you that, I want you to assist me." I then repeated the con- versation of Mr. Culpepper with the second lieutenant. " Now," continued I, " you see, Cross, I can't do anything myself; Mr. Culpepper hates me, and would suspect me ; but if we could only frighten him : you might, for he would not think you were playing him a trick." " I see," replied Bob ; " it will be a good thing for Tommy Dott, and a nice wind-up of this affair. Let me alone. When I come on board to-morrow evening I'll manage it if I can." 169 PERCIVAL KEENE After a little more conversation, we separated for the night. The next morning the captain came on board. He remained on deck with the first lieutenant for some minutes, during which, of course, he was made acquainted with Tommy Dott's position. When he came down into the cabin, I moved from my seat, as respectful and serious as before ; and when ordered to sit down again, resumed my studies with great apparent diligence. He did not say a word to me about Tommy Dott, and as he was going out of the. cabin, Mr. Culpepper was announced by the sentry. " If you please, Captain Del mar," said Mr. Culpepper, with his usual profound bow, "what are we to do with the effects of Mr. Dott, who has fallen overboard ? By the regulations of the service, they should be sold before the mast. And I also wish to know whether he is to be continued to be victualled, or whether it is your pleasure that he is discharged as dead ? " The captain smiled, and turned his face towards me ; but I continued with my eyes down on my book. " Perhaps we had better wait till to-morrow, Mr. Cul- pepper," replied the captain, " and then you may sell his effects, and put D.D. to his name, poor fellow." And having made this reply, the captain went out of his cabin. Mr. Culpepper followed ; and shortly afterwards the captain went on shore again. Before dusk, the captain's gig, as usual, returned on board, and I was at the gangway to meet Bob Cross ; the boat was hoisted up, and then Bob came to me. " I must first go down and see Mr. Dott, that I may be able to swear to the fact." Bob did so, and then returned on deck. Mr. Culpepper was abaft, walking by himself, when Bob went up, and accosted him. " If you please, sir," said Bob, touching his hat, " did the captain say anything to you about coals, for I expect we shall not stay here much longer ? " " No," replied Mr. Culpepper. " Then he must have forgot it, I suppose, sir." " Well, there's plenty of coals," replied Mr. Culpepper. " Well, sir, I don't know ; but I think I heard the cook's mate say as how they were getting rather low." 170 " PERCIVAL KEENE " Getting rather low ! then there must have been great waste/* exclaimed Mr. C., who was very careful of his expenses. " I don't know how far it may be so, but I think it might be as well to know how matters stand ; and if so be there's plenty, why I can tell Captain Delmar when I go on shore- to-morrow." " I'll see ; I'll go down myself to-night," replied Mr. Culpepper. " The midshipmen are allowed a stove to them- selves very unusual and they are cooking all day." " Talking about midshipmen, sir," replied Cross, " you may think it's very odd ; but as I stand here and you know, Mr. Culpepper, I arn't easily scared I saw that young Tommy Dott, or his ghost, this very evening." It was now quite dark, and Mr. Culpepper stared at the coxswain, and then replied, " Pooh, nonsense ! " " It's no nonsense, I do assure you. I saw him with these eyes, as sure as I stand here." " Where ? '' exclaimed Mr. C. " Right forward, sir. I only mention it to you ; but don't say a word about it, for I should only be laughed at. But I do assure you that I would kiss the Bible to it, if it was required. I never did before believe in anything of that sort, that's sartain ; but it's no use talking about it, sir. I think I had better get a lantern, and get over this coal business at once." "Yes, yes," replied Mr. Culpepper; "but you won't know how much coals there are : I must go myself and see." Bob Cross was soon ready with the lantern, and went for- ward with Mr. Culpepper. The hammocks had been piped down, and they were obliged to bend double under them to get along the lower deck. I followed unperceived. The descent into the coal-hole was by battens, and not very easy for an old man like Mr. C. But Cross went down first, holding the light for the purser to follow, which he did very slowly, and with great caution. As soon as they both stood on the coals below, the purser took the light to make his survey. " Why, there's plenty of coals for three months, coxswain," said he. " I thought there was ; you see they are nearly up to the beams abaft." 171 PERCIVAL KEENE " Look ! sir look ! " exclaimed Cross, starting back ; what's that ? " " Where ? " exclaimed Mr. C., alarmed. " There, sir there he is ; I told you so." The purser's eyes were directed to where Bob pointed, and then he beheld Tommy Dott standing immovable with his arms extended, as if denouncing him his eyes staring, and his mouth wide open. " Mercy ! murder ! " cried the purser, dropping the lantern, which went out and left them in the dark ; and he tumbled down on the coals. Bob Cross stepped over him, and hastened up to the lower deck, followed by Tommy Dott, who first, by way of revenge, jumped several times upon the purser's face and body before he climbed up. The cry of the purser had given the alarm. The master-at- arms hastened forward with his lantern just as Tommy had made his appearance above the coombings. Seeing Tommy as black as a sweep, he too was frightened. The men had put their heads out of their hammocks, and some of them had seen Tommy. Bob Cross, as he crawled aft, cried out, "Tommy Dott's ghost ! " I had pretended to be terrified out of my wits, as I ran aft, and all was confusion on the lower deck. The first lieutenant had come out of the wardroom, and seeing me, he inquired what was the matter. I replied that Mr. Culpepper had gone down into the coal-hole, and had seen Mr. Dott's ghost. He laughed heartily, and went back. Tommy had in the meantime made his appearance in the raids' berth, at which they had all rushed from him in dismay, just as I entered ; when I caught him by the hand, saying, " Tommy, my boy, how are you ? " They then perceived that it was Tommy himself, and order was restored. Mr. Culpepper was hoisted up out of the coal-hole. Master Tommy having jumped upon his face, he looked a very miserable object, as he was well blackened, as well as much bruised from the soles of Tommy's shoes, and his nose had bled profusely. He was very incoherent for some time ; but the doctor gave him an opiate, and put him to bed. The next morning the whole affair was explained on the quarter-deck, Master Tommy well reprimanded, and desired 172 PERCIVAL KEENE to return to his duty. The captain was very much amused at the winding up of this affair, as it was a capital story to tell at the governor's. Tommy never had an idea that I had blown upon him, nor did Mr. Culpepper imagine that their meeting was premeditated. I had now completed the usual course of navigation under the master, and had no longer any cause for remaining in the cabin. I therefore returned to my berth ; but as I had taken a liking to navigation, I now was employed daily in working sights and rating the chronometer. We remained three weeks longer in Port Royal, and then were ordered out on a cruise, on the South American coast. There we continued for nearly six months without anything occurring worth relating, except our having captured four good prizes. We were returning to Jamaica, when we fell in with a schooner, which gave us the intelligence of the capture of the island of Cura9oa by four English frigates. As we were near to the island, and short of water, Captain Delmar resolved to touch at it, and remain two or three days. The reader will perhaps recollect that the old Dutch gentle- man, whose life I had saved in the pirate vessel, had stated that his name was Vanderwelt, and that he lived at Cura9oa. The next evening we entered the harbour ; and it was astonishing to every one how so strong a place could have been taken by so small a force. The commodore, who had plenty of work on hand, requested, or rather ordered, our captain to remain with him for ten days or a fortnight, to assist him. On the third day after our arrival I obtained leave to go on shore, as I wished to find out the old Dutch gentleman. As I was again in the captain's gig, I had very often landed, but had not had an opportunity of making inquiries, as I could not leave my boat and boat's crew. This afternoon I landed in the gig, and went up through the gate into the town, but I could not find any one who spoke English. At last, by asking for the house of Mynheer Vanderwelt, it was pointed out to me, and I went up to the door ; it was a very large house, with a verandah all round it, painted bi'ight green and white alternately. There were several slaves sitting down at the entrance, and I asked 173 PERCIVAL KEENE for Mynheer Vanderwelt. They stared at me, and wondered what I wanted ; but as I was in midshipman's uniform, they were of course very civil, and one of them beckoned me to follow him, which I did, and was introduced to the old gentleman, who was sitting in a cane arm-chair with his pipe in his mouth, and fanned by two slave girls, about twelve years old. As he had spoken to me in English on board of the pirate, I immediately went up to him and said, " How do you do, sir?" " I am very well, sir," replied he, taking the pipe out of his mouth. " What do you want ? do you come from the English commodore ? What is his pleasure ? " " No, sir," replied I, " I do not come from the commo- dore ; but I came up to see you." " Oh, that is all," replied the old gentleman, putting his pipe in his mouth again, and resuming his smoking. I felt rather nettled at his treatment, and then said " Don't you know me, sir ? " " No, sir," replied he ; "I have not that honour. I have never seen you in my life before, and I do not know you." My blood was up at this cool declaration. " Then I wish you a good morning, sir," replied I ; and turning on my heel, I was strutting out with all the dignity of an offended midshipman, when I was met face to face by the little girl, his daughter. She stared at me very much, and I passed her in sovereign contempt. She followed me timidly, and looked into my face ; then, panting for breath, seized me by the arm. I turned to her at being stopped in this manner, and was about to shake her off with anything but politeness, when she screamed out, and in a moment had sprung up, and was hanging with both arms round my neck. " Fader, fader ! " she cried out as I struggled to disengage myself. The old gentleman came out at the summons. " Stop him ! fader ; don't let him go away," cried she in Dutch ; "it is he ; it is he ! " " Who, my child ? " asked the old gentleman. "The pirate boy," replied the little girl, bursting into a paroxysm of tears, on my shoulders. 174 PERCIVAL KEENE " Mem Got ! it cannot be ; he was black, my child. Yet," continued the old gentleman, looking at me, " he is like him. Tell me, sir, are you our preserver ? " " Yes," replied I, " I was ; but that is of little conse- quence now. Will you oblige me by removing this young lady ? " continued I, for I was highly offended. "Sir, I ask your pardon," replied the old gentleman; " but I am not to blame. How could I recognise you in a white person when you were so dark-coloured at our meet- ing on board of that vessel ? I am not to blame ; indeed I am not, my dear young friend. I would have given ten thousand rix-dollars to have met you, that I might prove my gratitude for your noble defence of us, and our preservation at such a risk. Come, sir, you must forgive the mistake of an old man, who was certainly not inclined to be civil to an officer who belonged to the squadron who had within these few days so humiliated us by their astonishing bravery and success. Let my little girl, whose life you saved, persuade you, if I cannot." In the meantime the little girl had dropped from my shoulder, and was on the floor, embracing my knees, and still sobbing. I felt convinced that what the old gentleman said was true, and that he had not recognised me. I had for- gotten that I had been stained dark at the time that I had met them on board of the Stella. I therefore held out my hand to the old gentleman, and raising the little girl, we all three went in together to where we had found the old gentleman on my first intro- duction to him. " If you knew how delighted I am to see you, and be able to express my thanks," said Mynheer Vanderwelt, "and poor Minnie too ! How often have we talked over that dreadful day, and wondered if ever we should see you again. I assure you, on my honour, that now I no longer regret the capture of the island." Minnie stood by me during the time her father was speak- ing, her large blue eyes beaming through the tears with which they brimmed ; and as I turned to her, our eyes met, and she smiled. I drew her towards me. She appeared as if she only required some encouragement, for she immedi- ately kissed me several times on the cheek nearest to her, 175 PERCIVAL KEENE every now and then saying a word or two in Dutch to her father, which I could not understand. I hardly need say, that after this, intimacy was soon brought about. If I thought that at first I had been treated with ingratitude, ample amends was made afterwards. The old gentleman said during the evening, " Good heaven ! if my daughter's eyes had not been sharper than mine ; if you had gone away, thinking that I did not choose to recognise you had I found it out afterwards, it would have broken my heart, and poor Minnie's too. Oh ! I am grateful very grateful to God that it was not so." That I passed a very pleasant evening the reader may imagine. The household, who had been told who I was, appeared to almost worship me. The old gentleman asked me a hundred questions as to my parentage, &c., about Captain Delmar and the service, and begged of me to remain with him altogether while the frigate was in port. I told him that was impossible, but that I would come as often as I could obtain leave. At nine o'clock I bade them good night, and was escorted to the boat by six of the slaves carrying lanterns. Captain Delmar, as well as all the other captains of the frigates, had taken up his quarters on shore, for the harbour was so narrow and land-locked, that the heat on board was excessive. I found that the next day old Mr. Vanderwelt had paid his respects to Captain Delmar, giving him an account of what had occurred on board of the pirate much more flattering to me than what I had stated myself. The steward was present at the time, and he had told Bob Cross, who communicated it to me. Mynheer Vanderwelt had also begged as a favour that I might be permitted to stay on shore with him during the time that the frigate was in harbour, but to this Captain Delmar had not consented, promising, however, that I should have occasional leave when the service would permit of it. The reader may recollect that the island of Cura9oa had been surrendered to the English in 1800, and restored to the Dutch in 1802. During that interval several English merchants had settled there and remained after the restora- tion, and now at the second capture we found them still on the island. From these we received the information that 176 PERCIVAL KEENE Mr. Vanderwelt was the richest man on the island, and that the Dutch Government was indebted to him in very large sums ; that he had long retired from business, although he had large property in the Havannah, which he received with his wife, who had been a Spanish lady, and that it was his intention to have gone back to Holland by the first man-of- war which should have arrived. We remained three weeks at Curacoa, during which time the first lieutenant gave me leave to go on shore almost every evening after the captain had dismissed his gig, and to re- main at Mr. Vanderwelt's till half-past eight the following morning, when I joined my boat, and attended on the captain. By this plan my duty was not interfered with, and I had many pleasant meetings with my new friends, and became, as may be imagined, very intimate with little Minnie. I may as well describe her. She was about ten years old, tall for her age ; she was very fair, with deep blue eyes, and very dark hair ; her countenance was very animated and ex- pressive, and she promised to be a very handsome woman. Her father doted upon her, for he had no other child ; he had married late in life, and his wife had died a few days after Minnie was born. She was very affectionate in disposi- tion, and very sweet-tempered ; up to the present she had received but little education, and that was one principal reason for Mr. Vanderwelt's wishing to return to Holland. I soon became as one of the family, and certainly was treated as such. Minnie was veiy curious to know what it was that I carried about my neck in a sealskin pouch, but I never could tell either her or her father what it really was. Mr. Vanderwelt very often asked me if I liked being at sea, and I invariably replied in the affirmative. At last the frigate was to sail, and I had but one more evening to pass with them. Mr. Vanderwelt appeared very grave, and little Minnie would every now and then during the evening burst into tears at the idea of our separation. At last the hour of parting arrived it was very painful. I promised to write to them, and Mr. Vanderwelt told me that his house was always ready to receive me, and begged that if I wanted anything I would let him know. 177 M PERCIVAL KEENE I cried myself when I left the house the first time that I ever cried, I believe, on such an occasion. The next morning we were again under weigh, to rejoin the admiral at Jamaica. Bob Cross had told me that he wished to have a little talk with me in the first watch, and I met him on the gangway, our usual rendezvous. " Master Keene, I have some news for you, which I gained from the steward last night. I will say, that his ears are always open; not that I think he is generally what is called an eavesdropper, but he likes you, and when you are con- cerned, he does care to find out what is going on. Now you see, sir, that Dutch gentleman whom you saved from the nigger pirate came to call on Captain Delmar yesterday morning, and after some palaver, he told the captain that he wished you to remain with him altogether, and leave his Majesty's service ; and he begged the captain to allow you to be discharged, and then he would be a father to you, as you had no father. There was a great deal more which the steward could not make out, but it was all to that effect. Well, the captain said that it was very true that you had lost your father, but that he considered you as his onm son, and could not part with you on any account ; and he stated that you were so promising an officer, that it would be very wrong that you should leave the service, and that it must not be thought of. The old gentleman said a great deal, and tried very hard to persuade the captain, but it was of no use. The captain said he would never let you go till you were a post- captain and commanded a fine frigate, and then you would of course be your own master, and act as you please." " I am very glad to hear all this, Bob, I can assure you." " Yes, sir, it is very good news ; but, Master Keene, I only hope, knowing Captain Delmar as you do, that you will act towards him as if you had never heard it." " I will, depend upon it, Cross. As for leaving the service, that I would not have done even if Captain Delmar had agreed to it. I'm an Englishman, and I don't want to be under Dutch protection." "That's right, sir that's right just as I wished you to feel. How time flies away ! Why, Master Keene, you have been afloat nearly three years." 178 PERCIVAL KEENE "Within a month, Bob." " And you're growing such a tall fellow, they won't keep you much longer in the captain's gig, I expect : I shall be sorry for that. So Master Tommy Dott is in another scrape." " How ? I heard nothing of it." " No, because it's only within this half-hour that he's got in it." " Tell me." "Why, sir, Mr. Culpepper had fallen fast asleep on the gun-room table, under the skylight, which, as you know, is always open, and his head had fallen back, and his mouth was wide open : there was no other officer in the gun-room except Mr. Culpepper ; and Tommy Dott, who perceived him, asked Timothy Jenkins, the maintop man, to give him a quid of tobacco. Well, Jenkins takes it out of his cheek, red-hot, as you may suppose, and hands it to Master Tommy, who takes his perpendicular very accurately, and drops the quid into the purser's open mouth. "Mr. Culpepper was almost choked, but after a terrible coughing, the quid comes up again ; notwithstanding, he turns as sick as a dog, and is obliged to run to the basin in his cabin. Well, sir, as soon as he comes out again, he goes up under the half-deck, and inquires of the sentry, who it was that did it ; and the sentry, who is that sulky fellow Martin, instead of knowing nothing about it, says directly, it was Master Tommy ; and now there's a formal complaint made by Mr. Culpepper on the quarter-deck, and Master Tommy will get it as sure as a gun." "He don't know how to play a trick," replied I ; "he is always found out and punished : the great point is, not to be discovered that's the real pleasure in playing a trick." " Well, you certainly do manage well, Master Keene ; but I think it's almost time you left them off now, you're getting an oldster. Why, you must be seventeen, sir ? " " Yes, Bob, not very far from it." " Well, I suppose I must say Mister Keene for the future." " You may call me what you like, Bob ; you have been a good friend to me." " Well, sir, I only hope that Captain Delmar will make you a post-captain, as he says, and that you'll get a fine frigate, and I'll be your coxswain ; but that's a long way to look to, 179 PERCIVAL KEENE and we shan't have any more councils of war on the gang- way then." " No ; but we may in the cabin, Cross." "A large sail on the starboard bow/' cried the look-out man forward. * " A large sail on the starboard bow," reported the mate of the watch. My glass was on the capstern, and I ran for it, and went forward to examine the vessel, although my duty as signal midshipman was ended at sunset. " What do you make of it, Mr. Keene ? " said the officer of the watch. " I think she's a man-of-war ; but it is so dark, that I cannot make her out very clearly." " Is she standing this way ? " " Yes, sir, under top-sails and top-gallant sails, I think." The officer of the watch went down to report to the captain, who had not yet turned into his cot. Captain Delmar had been informed that a Dutch frigate was ex- pected at the island, but not until the following month ; still we had no reason to suppose that there were any of our frigates down in these latitudes, except those lying in the harbour at Curacoa. The wind was light, about a three-knot breeze, and there being no moon till after twelve o'clock, it was very difficult to make out what she was. Some said she was a two-decked vessel. The captain went down to look at his private signals for the night, and before he came up I was all ready with the lanterns. " Two lights over one in a triangle : be quick, Mr. Keene." "Ay, ay, sir/' replied I. The lights were soon hoisted at the peak, but as they could not well be seen by the other vessel, as we were standing towards her, we went about and hove to across her hawse. For a quarter of an hour she continued to stand towards us without noticing the signals ; at last the captain said, " They must be all asleep on board of the vessel." " No, Captain Delmar," replied I, keeping my telescope on the vessel, "they are not all asleep, for I saw lights on the main-deck through the bow-ports. I see them again now. *" " So do I," said the first lieutenant. 180 PERCIVAL KEENE "Then we'll beat to quarters, Mr. Hippesley," rejoined the captain. The men were summoned to quarters, and hammocks piped up and stowed in a very short time, the guns cast loose, and every man at his post (but the ports not opened), waiting the coming down of the stranger, now about a mile distant, when suddenly she rounded to the wind on the same tack that we were, and set her royals and flying-jib. " She does not answer our signals," observed the captain : " I suspect by that and her present manoeuvre she must be an enemy." " I have no doubt of it, sir," observed the first lieutenant ; "an English frigate would not behave in that way." " Open the ports and get up the fighting lanterns, then," said the captain ; for up to the present we had been careful not to show any lights. It was now plain to see that her men were at their quarters, and that she was prepared for action. When everything was ready on deck, the royals and flying-jib were set, and we gave chase. The strange vessel was about three-quarters of a mile on our weather-beam ; in hulf-an-hour we had gained upon her considerably, and our sailing was so superior that we were satisfied, should she prove an enemy, that in an hour more we should be engaged. Of course we might have engaged her at the distance we were from her, but you cannot be too careful in a night action, and ought never to engage without first hailing the vessel to make sure that she is an enemy, as circumstances may, and have occurred, by which an English vessel may not be able to answer the private signal, and, of course, a vessel belonging to a neutral power would be in the same position. i The incertitude which existed as to whether the strange vessel was an enemy or not created great excitement. My duty, as signal midshipman, placed me abaft on the quarter- deck, and Bob Cross, who was really a quartermaster, although doing duty as captain's coxswain, was at the wheel. At last we had brought the chase well on our weather quarter, and when we tacked we found that we lay well up, she being about a point on our lee bow. Another half-hour brought us within two cables' length of her, when we kept 181 PERCIVAL KEENE away, so as to pass her to leeward, close enough to have thrown a biscuit on board. The stranger still remaining on the opposite tack. Captain Delmar then hailed from the gangway " Ship, ahoy ! " There was a death-like silence on board of both vessels, and his voice pierced sonorously through the night wind. " Ah ! yaw ! " was the reply. " What ship is that ? " continued Captain Delmar. During this time every man was at his gun; the captains, with the lanyards of the locks in their hands, ready to pour in a broadside. The reply from the other vessel was "Vat chip is dat ?" "His Britannic Majesty's ship Calliope," replied Captain Delmar; and then he repeated "What ship is that? Let every man lie down at his quarters," said Captain Delmar. The order was hardly obeyed, when the stranger frigate poured in her broadside, and as we were then very close, with great execution to our hull and rigging ; but as the men had been lying down, very few of them were hurt. As soon as the crash was over, Captain Delmar cried out " Up, men, and fire, as I round to under her stern." In a few seconds we had passed through the volumes of smoke, and luffed up under her stern : we poured in our whole broadside. "Let her go off again flatten in there forward. Ready about," was the nexe order given. We ran away from her about three cables' length, until we had sufficient way to tack, and then we went about and stood towards her, steering for her weather-quarter, as if we were going to engage her to windward. " Over to the larboard guns, my lads. Hands by, after bracings and bowlings, Mr. Hippesley." " Ay, ay, sir, all ready." As soon as we were near enough, the after-yards were shivered, the jib-sheet to windward, and the helm put up. The Calliope worked beautifully ; she paid sharp off, and we again passed under her stern, and gave another raking broad- side ; very unexpected on the part of the Dutchman, who pre- sumed that we were going to engage him to windward, and had his men all ready at his larboard guns in consequence. 182 PERCIVAL KEENE The Dutch captain was evidently much annoyed : he stood at the taffrail, and, much to our amusement, cried out, in bad English, " You coward not fight fair." As we shot ahead of her, to leeward, she gave us a portion of her starboard broadside ; but the men having been over at the guns on the other side, were not quick enough, and they did us no injury ; whereas, her mizzen-mast fell over the side a few minutes after we passed her. She then paid off, and so did we, so that she might not rake us, and broadsides were exchanged on equal terms ; but before we had exchanged these broadsides, both ships running with the wind on the quarter, we found that our superiority in sailing free was so great, that we shot ahead of him out of his fire, and we were enabled to luff up and rake him again. The last raking broadside brought down his main-topmast, and then she was all our own, as Bob Cross said, as she could not round to with no after-sail ; and we could, from our superiority in sailing, take our position as we pleased, which we did, constantly keeping ahead of him, and raking him, broadside after broadside, and receiving but one broadside in return, until his fore-mast went by the board, and he had nothing but his main-mast standing. This bettered his condition on the whole ; as, although hardly manageable with so little wind, he had more power over his vessel, as far as rounding to the wind, which he did, and the action continued ; but our fighting under sail gave us great advantage, and although an occasional shot would come in, and we had to carry some men into the cockpit, for one shot we received, we certainly returned ten. The action had continued about an hour, when, by the continual cannonading, the light wind was beaten down, and it fell dead calm. This put us again upon a more equal footing, as the Calliope had not steerage way. We were then about a quarter of a mile apart, lying head and stern ; but both ships had fallen off during the calm, so that only the quarter guns of each could be brought to bear. The major portion of the ship's company being, therefore, not able to use their guns, were employed in repairing the damages we had received, which were very considerable, espe- cially in the sails and rigging. 183 PERCIVAL KEENE I was standing by Bob Cross, who was looking out for cats'-paws, as we call slight breaths of wind, when he said in a low voice " Master Keene, I never had an idea that the captain could handle his ship so well ; he really knows what he's about as well as any man in the service." " I thought so, too," replied I. " Whew ! there's a nasty shot," cried I, as one came in and upset half-a-dozen of the marines, who were hauling upon the mizzen-topsail sheet, which had just been spliced. " Yes, sir, that chap is made of good stuff, depend upon it all the Dutchmen are : if they could only keep their hands out of their breeches pockets, they would be rummer cus- tomers than they are now ; as it is, they are not to be played with. And, depend upon it, we're a long way off having him yet; we must pray for wind to come up, and he must pray for the calm to continue." " Where's Mr. Keene ? " said the captain, who was on the other side of the deck. " Here, sir," said I, running up and touching my hat. te Mr. Keene, go down quietly, and ascertain how many men we have hurt; the doctor will be able to tell you pretty nearly." " Ay, ay, sir," replied I, and I dived down below ; just as I did so, a shot came in, and cut away the lower rail of the copper stanchions which were round the hatchway, about a foot beyond my hat : had I not gone down so quickly, it would have taken my head off. I went down into the gun-room, for the doctor preferred being there to the cockpit, as there was so much more room to operate, and I gave him the captain's message. He was very busy taking off a poor fellow's leg. It was a horrible sight, and made me sick and faint. As soon as the bone had been sawed off, he said "You will find all the wounded I have dressed in the steerage ; those they have brought me down dead are in the cockpit. There have been five amputations already ; the master is badly wounded, and Mr. Williams, the mate, is killed ; those whom I have not been able to attend to yet are here in the gun-room. You must ascertain what the captain wishes to know yourself, Mr. Keene ; I cannot leave a leg with the arteries not taken up to count heads. Mr. Rivers, the tenaculum ease the tourniquet, now." 184! PERCIVAL KEENE As I felt what the doctor said to be true, I got a lantern and commenced my examinations. I found fourteen wounded men waiting the doctor's care in the gun-room, which was almost a pool of blood. In the steerage there were nine who had been dressed, and four in their hammocks who had undergone amputation of the arm or leg. I then went down into the cockpit, where I counted eleven of our best men lying dead. Having obtained the information required, I was proceeding up the cockpit ladder, when I turned towards the purser's steward's room, and saw Mr. Culpepper, the purser, on his knees before a lantern ; he looked very pale he turned round and saw me. " What's the matter ? " cried he. " Nothing, sir ; only the captain wishes to know how many men are killed and wounded." " Tell him I do not know ; surely he does not want me on deck ? " " He wants to know how many men are hurt, sir," replied I, for I perceived that he thought that the message was sent to him. " Mercy on me ! Stop a minute, Mr. Keene, and I'll send up word by you." " I can't stop, sir," replied I, going up the ladder. Mr. Culpepper would have called me back, but I preferred leaving him in his error, as I wished to see which he most dreaded, the captain's displeasure or the shot of the enemy. I returned on deck and made my report. The captain looked very grave, but made no reply. I found that the two frigates were now lying stern to stern, and firing occasional guns, which raked fore and aft. Except the men who worked the guns aft, our people were lying down at their quarters, by the order of the captain. " If we only had but a capful of wind," said the captain to the first lieutenant, " but I see no appearance of it." I touched my hat and said, " The moon will rise in about ten minutes, sir, and she often brings the wind up with her." "That's true, Mr. Keene, but it's not always the case. I only hope she will ; if not, I fear we shall lose more of our men." The firing continued, and our mainmast had received so Io5 PERCIVAL KEENE many shots, that we were obliged to wold it for its support. While so employed, the moon rose, and the two vessels had now a good view of each other. I directed my glass to the horizon under the moon, and was delighted to perceive a black line, which promised wind ; I reported it to the master, and the promise was kept good, for in a quarter of an hour our sails flapped, and then gradually filled. " She has steerage way, sir," reported Bob Cross. " Thank Heaven for that," replied Captain Delmar. " Jump up, men. Brace round the yards, Mr. Hippesley." " The enemy's main-yard is cut in two in the slings, sir," reported I, after I had my glass upon her. "Then her last hope is gone," replied Mr. Hippesley.