CHAPTER VII

THE SPIRIT OF DISCORD

The days which followed my fight with Van Luck were full of anxiety for

those who were responsible for the safety of the ship. It was evident

that a spirit of discord had begun to show itself among the crew, which

threatened a mutiny. Janstins, the pilot, whom we knew to be

trustworthy, did not attempt to hide the peril that was brewing in the

forecastle.

"Those lubbers for'ard," he said when Hartog, he, and I sat together

one evening in the cabin, "will make trouble if they can. They are a

pig-headed lot, and a dozen apiece at the gratings would do them no

harm. But while they outnumber us, as they do, three to one, we must

avoid a quarrel. Besides, if we got the upper hand, and drove the scum

into the sea, we'd be undermanned for the voyage, and unable to weather

the first storm that came upon us."

"What is it they want?" asked Hartog impatiently. "Am I a wizard to

conjure gold and jewels out of the wilderness? They knew the chances

they took when they set sail, and will have their wages paid in full,

whereas I shall receive nothing but abuse, so that in this they are in

better case than I, their captain."

"Granted you are right," answered Janstins, "yet these dunderheads will

not view the matter with such common sense. They believe that gold and

jewels are to be found, but we have not the wit to find them."

"Who has told them this?" demanded Hartog with a frown. "They must have

a leader amongst them whom we wot not of. If I find him I'll send him

adrift upon the sea to look for the treasure he speaks of with none to

hinder him."

It was the first time I had seen Hartog so deeply angered, aroused as

he was by the rumoured treachery that was being hatched against his

command, and when he spoke of the punishment most dreaded by seamen, of

being cast adrift in an open boat with three days' provisions, I knew

full well he would not hesitate to inflict this penalty upon whomsoever

might be found attempting to undermine his authority.

At these consultations held by the officers in the cabin, I noticed Van

Luck was never present. He made an excuse for his absence that, as

first officer, his place was on deck when the captain was below.

Although this could not be disputed, yet I bethought me he might have

found an opportunity to add his voice to our councils had he the

inclination to do it. But as yet I had no proof of treachery against

Van Luck, and although I suspected him, I was loath to voice my

suspicions lest my action might be attributed to malice for his scurvy

treatment of me.

As luck would have it, an incident now occurred which, for the time,

diverted the men's minds from the dangerous brooding in which they had

indulged. A dark line appeared on the horizon, which at first we took

for a breeze, but which, as it swept down upon us, proved to be a

prodigious number of flying fish. These delicate creatures rose out of

the water like silver clouds, and as they passed over our Vessel

numbers fell upon our decks. These fish are excellent eating, and of

those that fell aboard of us we soon had an ample supply. Hartog, as

much to give the crew some novel occupation as from any other motive,

set the men to work salting and drying the fish, so that we secured

three barrels full, as an addition to our ordinary fare, which was very

acceptable. The flying fish were pursued by a shoal of dolphins, which

continued to play round our ship for several days, and some of these we

captured with the line and converted into food.

In the excitement of the sport the sailors soon forgot their mutinous

conduct, and resumed something of their former cheerfulness. Like

children, seamen are easily led and readily influenced.

"I thank Providence," declared Hartog, "for the draught of fishes sent

to us at so opportune a time; but for their coming I doubt we would

have been at each other's throats ere this."

And indeed there is more in chance and circumstance than most believe.

I observed that Van Luck took no part in the fishing. The sport in

which the seamen were engaged appeared to afford him more irritation

than amusement.

I often wondered that Hartog did not note the surly demeanour of his

chief officer. But he did not appear to do so, and it was no part of my

duty to make mischief between the captain and his first mate.

When the fishing and salting were over, a breeze sprang up which

freshened to half a gale--before which we scudded under furled mizzen

and foresails. The men had now plenty to do, and there was no time for

brooding or lamenting over lost hopes. It is mostly during a calm, when

the ship rides motionless upon a painted sea, that mutinous and

rebellious thoughts arise among seamen. When the vessel is ploughing

her way through storm and stress, each man seems a part of the ship and

to have an interest in her voyage. It is then, too, that the word of

command carries weight and meaning, and the knowledge of common

dependence upon the captain makes for obedience and discipline, so that

while the gale lasted we had no fear of mutiny.

At the end of a week, during which time we covered many leagues of sea,

the weather moderated, when we found ourselves once more among the

islands of the South Seas, and the thoughts of being again on shore,

and the adventures that might be in store for us, put to flight less

wholesome and healthy thoughts.

By the time we came in sight of the islands Janstins had recovered his

spirits, and Hartog his good humour. Janstins, who was of a sanguine

disposition, began to speculate upon our chances of finding treasure,

and Hartog predicted that fortune stood upon the shores of one of these

pleasant islands to welcome us, and send us home rich men.

"It is not in nature, Peter," he said to me, "that precious stones and

metals exist only in the Old World. They are as much the elements of

the earth as rocks and water. It only needs a patient search to

discover a mine of wealth, as yet untouched by civilized man."

I did not like to discourage him, but, young as I was, I knew how

fickle a jade is fortune, giving to one with both hands, and from

another withholding that which he most deserves.

Besides, who could tell, among these countless islands or the Pacific,

upon, which one Nature had lavished her wealth?

As we approached the land I noticed that Van Luck appeared to have lost

the influence he had acquired over the crew, many of whom seemed now as

anxious to avoid him as before they had been inclined to follow him. He

was, therefore, left much to his own devices, which, from his surly

manner, did not seem to be pleasant company.

"I am resolved, Peter," said Hartog to me, "not to return home without

sufficient treasure, at all events, to pay for the expenses of this

voyage. So make up your mind to grow old among savages unless luck

brings us a ransom from this banishment. My reputation, nay more, my

honour, is pledged not to go back empty-handed, and I'd face greater

perils than any we have encountered sooner than tell those

money-grubbers at Amsterdam their principal would not be returned to

them with interest."

I could understand the captain's dilemma, but I sighed when I thought

of the time that might elapse before I would again see my betrothed.

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