CHAPTER XVI

A Hasty Recall

At sunrise all hands were piped on deck, for much had to be done ere

the rays of the tropical sun became too strong for us to work. The

boats were hoisted out and the hatches removed, and a portion of the

stores was placed on deck ready to be transported on shore.

Captain Jeremy had decided, to avoid difficulty and the loss of time

caused by going ashore and returning by the boats every day, to land

most of the stores and gear required for our expedition--that is,

should the island prove to be uninhabited--and to erect a stockaded

storehouse and quarters.

This arrangement would also benefit the health of the crews of both

vessels, for in their somewhat overcrowded state the greatest care

had to be exercised to ward off an epidemic of scurvy.

Accordingly, fifty men, armed to the teeth, were ordered away in the

boats under the command of the master gunner, for Captain Jeremy had

decided not to explore the interior of the island, where the

treasure was supposed to be hidden, until a secure base of

operations was in existence.

Before the landing party went over the ship's side Captain Jeremy

called me into his cabin.

"Master Clifford," said he, "dost call to mind when you last saw the

chart of the island? I remember having it in my hand as we worked

our way into the harbour, but, strange to admit, I have no further

recollection of it."

"'Twas left in yonder rack," I replied, pointing to where I had last

seen the chart. "I remember that perfectly."

"Then it hath been filched," he said, "filched while we slept. Well,

well, may it do the thief all the good he deserves! He, or the

thieves, will not be able to find the treasure by its aid, though

'tis important should anyone but myself attempt to steer the _Golden

Hope_ between the shoals. I must, therefore, explain the leading

marks to Captain 'Enery and our quartermaster, for some mishap might

occur to render me helpless. Do not say a word concerning this

matter to anyone, Master Clifford. 'Tis best to keep such

disquieting knowledge to ourselves; but, nevertheless, I'll have my

weather eye open, and at the first sign of treachery or mutiny I'll

give the culprits cause to remember Captain Jeremy Miles. Now you

can go ashore, but be sure to return on board ere nightfall. You had

better not take up your quarters ashore till things are ordered to

ensure our safety."

I embarked on board one of the long-boats, which were laden almost

to the water's edge with various stores, including powder and shot,

ladders, spades and mattocks, carpenters' tools, nails and spikes,

barrels of biscuits and flour, and canvas for making tents.

In spite of their overladen condition, the boats reached the shore

in safety, for the water was as calm as a mill pond. We landed on a

flat, sandy beach, close to the mouth of a little stream that was to

supply us with fresh water. The plain that extended 'twixt the sea

and the hammock= shaped hill was far more extensive than one would

have supposed, when viewing it from the offing. It was nearly three

miles in width, and was covered by a dense and luxurious vegetation.

Between the little stream and the rocky headland that formed the

northernmost horn or arm protecting the harbour the ground was

comparatively barren, so that a clear view could be obtained for

several hundred yards.

Moreover, the rocks on the seaward side descended abruptly to the

water's edge, so that they formed a natural defence in that

direction, since no boats could land thereabouts. Midway betwixt the

stream and the headland the master gunner fixed the site for the

stockade.

A trial hole to the depth of ten feet revealed the presence of a

copious supply of water, sweet and wholesome to the taste when once

the mud had settled. This was especially fortunate, as we were not

compelled to rely upon the stream, which was a quarter of a mile or

more from our proposed fortress.

Having transported all the stores they had brought ashore to the

middle of a square that the master gunner had traced upon the

ground, the landing party went up into the woods to fell and trim

some trees for the purpose of making the stockade; and soon the

silence of the grove was broken by the noise of the axes and the

cheery voices of the men. They made enough clamour to give the alarm

to every buccaneer that might be within a mile or so; but though our

people worked with their muskets close at hand, and outposts were

placed to give us ample warning of a surprise, the island appeared

to be uninhabited save by its new masters.

It took a fortnight's hard work to construct the stockade, which was

loopholed at regular intervals, and strengthened by a mound of earth

on the inside. The soil thus utilized had been excavated so as to

form a ditch without the barrier, thus increasing the value of our

defences; while, in order to store our powder in safety, a deep hole

or cave was dug in the centre of the fortress and covered over with

the trunks of trees, on which earth was placed to a height of four

feet. This made a magazine which was proof against any shot that

might be fired into the stockade; while on the mound above it a

lookout hut had been erected, being protected against musketry by a

breastwork of sandbags.

Having completed this stronghold, the master gunner obtained

permission to mount two of the _Golden Hope's_ guns. The work of

getting these pieces of ordnance ashore was a difficult one; but,

thanks to Master Touchstone's energy and mechanical skill, they were

placed in position and so arranged that both could be brought to

fire from any side of the stockade by means of ingenious carriages

somewhat resembling those used by troops in the field.

Thus, before we were ready to send an expedition into the interior,

a month had elapsed; yet all hands felt that the time had not been

wasted, since we were now in a position to repel an attack by either

land or sea.

At length we set out to find the resting-place of the precious cargo

of the _Madre de Dios_. For this expedition twenty men were drawn

from each ship, Captain Jeremy being in command. During our absence

Captain 'Enery was left in charge of the _Golden Hope_ and her

consort, with orders to fire three guns should danger arise, as it

was supposed that the sound of the discharge would be heard at any

point on our march into the interior. Touchstone, with eleven men,

was to hold the stockade.

We were one and all heavily laden, for, in addition to our arms and

ammunition, each man carried a week's supply of provisions and an

axe, or mattock. At every half-mile three men were to be left in

order to form a chain of communication with the shore, so that by

the time we reached the place where the treasure was supposed to

lie, only twelve would remain. These twelve would be sufficient to

remove the bulk of the spoil, while the rest of the treasure could

be obtained at some future time.

Soon we plunged into the dense belt of vegetation that, I have

mentioned, lay betwixt the shore and the mountain. It consisted of

reeds, canes, and scrub, much higher than a man's head, so that we

had to guide ourselves by means of a compass. It was tedious work,

for we had to cut a path nearly every foot of the way, while in

places the ground was so swampy that we frequently sank in the mud

nearly to our knees.

Captain Jeremy had, years before, cut a path through the thicket,

and the task had occupied him more than a week; but all traces of

his former route had long been obliterated.

At length we reached a small open hillock surrounded by the thicket,

and here our first post was established; for though it was more than

half a mile from the stockade, our Captain did not care to expose

his men to the risk of fever by leaving them on the low-lying

ground.

On resuming our march the reeds and bushes became thicker, till it

was only by sheer hard cuts with our axes that we were able to

proceed, the men working by relays. It being now high noon, the heat

was terribly oppressive, a close and moist mist rising from the

marshy ground adding to our discomfort, while we were tormented by

swarms of flies, which hovered round our heads till we could scarce

open our eyes.

Nevertheless we stuck manfully to our arduous task, for it was

necessary for health's sake to avoid spending a night in that

unwholesome district. We must reach the high ground ere we pitched

our camp.

Suddenly a shout from one of our men caused us to stand to our arms.

The column halted, but Captain Jeremy, who was in the middle, forced

his way betwixt the wall of bushes and the men who were in front.

Then followed a lengthy pause, till the line of men moved forward

again, this time with greater rapidity, and I found myself standing

in an open clearing, surrounded by our astonished seamen. This

clearing was of recent date, for many of the saplings and canes

showed signs of having been cut but a short time ago, while running

north and south across the direction of our route was a fairly broad

and well-defined path.

We were now in a quandary. It would be unwise to resume our way and

leave an unexplored path betwixt us and the shore, and it would be

equally hazardous to separate our slender force into two bodies, so

that the beaten track could be examined in both directions. It was

also inexpedient that the inhabitants of the island (since it was

inhabited) should be aware of our presence until we had assured

ourselves whether they were peaceful settlers, or otherwise.

"This path has not been used for a month at least, Cap'n," said one

of our men, a smart young seaman in the carpenter's crew.

"How so?" asked Captain Jeremy.

"By these footprints, sir," replied the seaman, pointing to a number

of well-defined marks on the hard ground. "They are the footprints

of men wearing boots and also of naked feet, and they are pointing

in both directions, showing that people have walked this way and

that."

"Quite so," assented Captain Jeremy. "But how say you that these are

a month or more old?"

"The ground is quite hard; we cannot leave the imprint of our

boots," continued the seaman. "And since we have been on this island

more than a month, and no rain has fallen during all that time----"

But before he could complete his explanation the distant boom of a

cannon, followed at regular intervals by two more, caused us to look

at each other in alarm.' It was the signal for our recall; something

of extreme importance had occurred.

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