'POLLO'S REPORT.
Oakum was not a man to shout for help, but to act, and act he did on the
instant by turning sharply round, and seizing his assailant by the
throat. He lowered his hands, though, in a moment, for a thick voice
whispered--
"Don't make 'tupid bobbery, Mass' Sam Oakum, sah, or you wake de oder
gentlemen."
"What's up, 'Pollo?" said Oakum, in the same low tone, for he was awake
now to the fact that something was wrong. "Injins?"
"No, sah, I tink not; but you come out here, sah, where de oder
gentleman not hear, and I tell you."
Oakum squabbled with 'Pollo every day, but they were very old shipmates,
and the rough sailor had the most abundant confidence in the black, so
he drew on his trousers, and cautiously followed him to the foot of the
steps, where 'Pollo sat down, and Oakum knelt by his side.
"Now, then, what's up?" growled Oakum.
"I tell you, sah, reckly, but first must 'fess somefin to you."
"Go ahead then, my hearty," was the reply.
"Well, sah, while I busy all de mornin' in my galley, I see de beauful
lump of silber brought up ober and ober again, and I see Mass' Jone and
noder sailor busy knock off de shell and tuff, and frow him all of a
heap."
"Yes, and there it lies now on deck," said Sam, "instead of being shyed
overboard. What o' that?"
"Well, sah, no able to sleep 'cause of dat, and so I get out of my
hammock and creep all soft like on deck."
"What, did you get some of the bits o' shell in your blanket."
"No, sah, no," chuckled 'Pollo. "You know me, Mass' Sam Oakum, sah, we
berry ole friend, and go froo deal ob trouble togedder."
"Well, yes, 'Pollo, old man, we have had a hardship or two, but what o'
that?"
"Why, sah, I 'fess eberything to you, sah, and tell you all."
"Heave ahead, then."
"Well, sah, I no tink it berry wrong, sah, cause there such a debble ob
a lot ob silber, but while I watch Mass' Jone and de sailor chip, chip,
chip at de shell to knock 'em off I see dem knock little bit ob silber
too some time, and one time dey fro lump of shell down. I quite sure
got big piece of silber inside."
"And you've been up on deck to get hold of it, eh?"
"Yes, Mass' Oakum, sah, dat's him."
"Hand over, and let's feel the weight on it, 'Pollo, old man, only you
needn't do that, my lad. We found the spot for the govnors, and they'll
come down hansome."
"Yes, Mass' Oakum, sah, but I tink it great pity waste anyting, eben bit
ob fat, so no like see bit ob silber fro overboard."
"Where's the stuff; 'Pollo?"
"I no got um, sah, dat's why I came to ask you."
"But is it so heavy as all that, 'Pollo?"
"No, sah, you no understand. I come on deck, find de silber, and I find
someting else."
"What's that?" said Oakum sleepily.
"I find piece ob de crew, sah, all sit togedder in a corner, hatchin'
mutiny."
"What?" exclaimed Oakum, whom these words galvanised into an excited
state.
"Hatch de mutiny, sah."
"I've good as expected as much," exclaimed Oakum, giving his leg a slap.
"Heave out, and let's rouse the skipper. The beggars mean treachery."
"We better go softly then, Mass' Oakum, sah, or we get knife in de
ribs."
"Right, 'Pollo," said Oakum; "let's investigate first and see."
Creeping softly up the ladder he just raised his head above the coamings
of the hatchway, and peered cautiously round, but seeing nothing he drew
himself the whole way out, and lay down on deck, 'Pollo following him on
the instant.
"Well?" whispered Oakum, "what's their bearings?"
'Pollo, for answer, crawled away into the darkness, and returned at the
end of a couple of minutes to announce that they were all gone.
"Look here, Master 'Pollo," growled Oakum in a whisper; "if you've woke
me out of a fine sleep to humbug me, you and I will have a row."
"I quite suah, sah, dat free sailor fellow set under de bulwark, sah,
hatch mutiny."
"Come and have a look round," said the old fellow, and together they
went softly to the man who had the watch forward, to find that he had
heard nothing, though a sharper investigator than Oakum would have come
to the conclusion that the fellow had been fast asleep.
A similar result followed the journey aft, when with a growl Oakum
walked straight back to the hatchway, where he turned round.
"Lookye here, 'Pollo, old man, you get to your hammock and have a good
night's rest, or you'll be rolling into the fire fast asleep to-morrow,
and burning those beautiful curls of yourn. And lookye here, too, my
lad, you leave that there silver rubbish alone, and trust to what the
skippers and the govnors give you for reward. Good-night."
"Dah!" cried 'Pollo, sulkily, "I don't care who come and take de ship
now. I no say word about more. Only get laugh at;" and muttering
volubly to himself, he crept back to his hammock, and the next minute he
was lying fast asleep with his mouth open.
The morning broke bright and beautiful, with the golden sunshine
glinting through the tall columns of the palm-trees ashore, and lighting
up the dark vistas of the jungle in the most wonderful manner; but the
thoughts of all on board were directed not to the golden sunshine, save
that it was available for the manner in which it lit up the depths of
the clear sea; and all that day in steady turns Dutch, Mr Parkley, and
Rasp went down, working away clearing out the sand, and sending up the
iron buckets laden with silver.
Careful probing with the iron rod had shown them that the space in which
the treasure lay was not great, only spread over a portion of the lower
part of the old galleon of about twelve feet by sixteen; everywhere else
the rod would penetrate to any depth, save where it came in contact with
the old hardened ribs of the ship, or portions of its keel, and they
gave forth to the touch such unmistakable signs of what the opposing
material was that the adventurers were quite content.
A receptacle had been prepared for the treasure in the hold, and the way
to this was down the cabin stairs, strong bulkheads cutting this off
from the other portions of the vessel; and down here continuously, after
the shelly concretions, where they existed, had been knocked off, was
carried bucket after bucket of ingots, which Mr Jones and Oakum stacked
as regularly as they would lie, while the captain superintended and kept
watch on deck.
The men worked admirably: their wonder at the richness of the find
passing away as the silver became common to their sight, for it was shot
out of the buckets on to the deck, hammered even, and thrown about as if
it was so much stone.
There were two or three alarms of sharks, but an occasional cartridge
fired under water at a distance from the ship had the desired effect of
scaring the monsters away.
Rasp worked even harder than Dutch, giving as his reason that they ought
to make hay while the sun shone; and certainly he made a goodly addition
to the silver stack, while Mr Parkley was not far behind his partner.
The doctor, Mr Wilson, and even John Studwick helped, by cleaning the
ingots as they were raised by the sailors in the buckets, and emptied
out on deck, while Bessy Studwick, Hester, and 'Pollo aided by being
always ready with refreshments as they were needed, and besides kept a
lookout.
For it was determined to make the best use they could of the daylight,
and consequently their meals were snatched in the little intervals of
work. Even the men forbore to grumble at being kept without their
regular food, for there was a novelty in their task.
The sand caused a great deal of trouble to the divers, but this was
steadily mastered, and when at sunset the task was set aside for the
night, and, wearied out, the adventurers sat down to the repast 'Pollo
had prepared and the steward set out, the question was asked in a
whisper, what was the value of the treasure recovered. Mr Parkley, who
had been below, could only say--
"Many thousands."