FRYING-PAN TO FIRE.

A good breakfast was eaten upon that eventful morning, Dan having plenty

of materials for producing a capital meal, and, to judge from

appearances, the men were quite ready to settle down to their tasks

again, as they made no sign.

Brace had hard work to keep from casting uneasy glances at them, but he

did pretty well, joining in the chat over the meal, and listening to a

yarn from the captain about how he had traced out the deep channel years

before in just such a shallow river as this, and how he was going to

find one now.

"This'll be ten times as easy," he said, "for we only want water enough

for these boats. I wanted water enough then for a big schooner, heavily

laden.--What's the matter, sir?"

This was to Brace, who passed the question off.

"Nothing, nothing," he said aloud. "Go on."

"Oh, there's nothing more to tell. I found a winding channel by

sounding from the schooner's boat with an eighteen-foot bamboo," said

the captain loudly; and then, as Sir Humphrey was speaking to Briscoe,

he bent forward to pick up a biscuit, and whispered to Brace:

"What was it, my lad?"

"Half the guns and rifles have been taken away! and I think they're

hidden behind those bushes close to the boats."

"Very likely," said the captain, without moving a muscle. "All right,

sir, all right. My lads have got gold dust in their eyes, and can't see

right. We'll dust it out of 'em by-and-by."

The by-and-by was not long after, for the captain suddenly cried out:

"Now, my lads, lighten the cutter all you can. Jem, you and three more

will man her. Like to come with me, Mr Brace?"

"Yes, I'll come," said the young man firmly, and he gazed anxiously at

the men to see what was to happen next.

Nothing. No one stirred till the captain sprang to his feet.

"Did you hear me?" he roared.

For answer the crew clustered together on the shore, and there was a

quick whispering, several of the men urging Jem to speak.

This he did at last, desperately, his words following one another in a

hurried way.

"We've been thinking, captain, that now we've found plenty of gold we

don't want to go no farther up this here river."

"Oh! have you?" cried the captain sarcastically; "_we_ have? You mean

you have, my lad. Well, it was very kind of you, but you see these

gentlemen say that though we've found plenty of gold they would like to

go a bit farther, so tumble into the boat at once, and don't you ever

speak to me again like that, or maybe you'll be saying more and getting

yourself into trouble."

"That's all very well, captain," said the man, after a desperate glance

at his messmates; "but we think, all of us, that it won't do to leave

all this gold. There's a fortune apiece for us, you and all, so we're

going to--"

"Lighten that boat, I say!" roared the captain, making a rush at the

man, who was, however, too quick, for he darted aside and ran back

behind his fellow-mutineers.

"Bring that fellow here," shouted the captain, to the two mates, and

Dellow and Lynton stepped forward at once, as if to seize the sailor and

drag him to the captain's feet.

But the men stood firm, closing in round their chosen leader, backing

away the while, and suddenly making a dash for the bushes close to the

boats. The evolution was well performed and showed that it had been

carefully thought out, for the next minute six of the men disappeared,

and after stooping down came again to the front, each carrying a gun or

rifle, while the other six darted behind them to arm themselves with

boathooks and bamboos.

"Just you keep off, Mr Dellow, and you too, Mr Lynton, and you won't

be hurt," cried Jem fiercely. "If you do come on, mind, it's your own

fault if you get a charge of shot through you."

At this moment Brace made for his gun, but the captain shouted at him.

"No, no!" he roared; "we don't want anything of that kind, sir. I can

bring my lads to reason without guns. Here, you sirs, throw down those

tools, or it will be the worse for you. Do you hear?"

"Yes, and it'll be the worse for you, captain, it you don't keep back.

Stand fast, lads. It's to make us rich men for life."

"It's to make you convicts, you dogs," roared the captain. "Now, my

lads, let 'em have it."

"They're four to one, Brace," cried Sir Humphrey, through his clenched

teeth. "I can't stand this. Come on."

"You might ask me to chip in," said Briscoe fiercely; "I'm coming all

the same."

And the three lookers-on turned themselves into combatants and rushed to

the support of the captain and his two officers, who, regardless of the

weapons held by the crew, rushed at them with doubled fists.

There were shouts and yells of defiance, and directly after _thud, thud,

thud_, the dull heavy sounds of well-delivered blows, for the captain

was a very truthful man: he said he hit hard, and he did, while his two

officers showed that they were worthy pupils; and with such an example

before them in the wild excitement of the combat, the three passengers

followed their fists again and again, science helping them, so that

their adversaries went down or fell back struggling.

As previously intimated, the crew had six guns among them, but not a

shot was fired. In fact, they were presented merely as a menace and

under the vain belief that the sight of the weapons would be sufficient

to make the captain's party yield at once to any arrangements the men

proposed respecting the gold. Consequently, in the confusion of the

attack, first one piece and then another was thrown down and trampled

under foot, those who had held them taking to their natural weapons of

defence, and faring very badly.

At the end of a minute, instead of the enemy being two to one, and all

picked, big muscular fellows, the numbers were even, six not wounded but

half-stunned sailors lying or sitting upon the earth.

One was holding his jaw, literally, and not in the metaphorical fashion

of keeping silence; another was carefully rubbing his forehead as if to

get rid of a lump; another had made a compress of his left hand to hold

over his left eye; again another was upon all-fours like a dog, gazing

ruefully at the earth and shaking his head slowly, not because he was

sorry, but to rid himself of a strange dizzy sensation, while the

nearest man to him was sitting down contemplating something white which

lay glistening in his hand and looking wonderfully like a fine front

tooth.

Just at that moment the captain shouted a warning, for the second half

of the crew suddenly gave way and made a rush for the boats.

"Quick!" roared the captain; "cut them off!"

Wild with excitement now, Brace bounded forward, running faster than he

had ever run before, reaching one of the men, who proved to be Jem, and

planting a blow on his ear just as the fellow was stooping to raise the

grapnel from where a couple of its flukes were driven firmly into the

earth.

The result of this was that Jem went over side-wise just in front of

another fugitive, who tripped over him and took a flying plunge, hands

first, into the shallow water, sending it up in splashes which sparkled

in the sunshine.

By this time Lynton was up with the rest, hitting right and left, before

facing round with Brace to defend the boats, while Briscoe and Dellow

came to their help, and, thus cut off; the six sailors turned off along

the river bank and made for the nearest clump of trees, among which they

disappeared, leaving their wounded upon the field.

"Hah!" cried the captain breathlessly, "I've 'most lost my wind. Now,

gentlemen, I call that a neat job. Will you do the crowing, Mr Brace?"

"I don't think there's any need, captain," said Brace, who was examining

one hand.

"Not a bit, my lad. Hullo ... hurt?"

"Only knocked the skin off my knuckles. Your men have such hard heads."

"Yes, but we've softened some of 'em," said Lynton.

"Given 'em a thoroughly good licking," cried the captain; "eh, Sir

Humphrey? Better than shooting the idiots ever so much. Be a lesson to

'em," he continued, raising his voice. "You, Lynton, collect those

pieces that the thieving dogs took. They dropped 'em all, didn't they?"

"Yes, sir; they've left every one of 'em," said the second mate.

"That's right. Mr Brace, just you take one of the shot guns and keep

guard over these six chaps littering the deck--ground, I mean. They're

prisoners, and I'm going to make slaves of them to row us up the river.

I'll give 'em gold. If one of 'em tries to run after those other

cowardly swabs you fire at him, sir. Pepper him well in the legs, and

if that doesn't stop him, give him the other barrel upwards."

"All right," said Brace, laughing.

"I'll be ready too," said Briscoe, "in case you miss. But wouldn't it

be better to put 'em in the small boat for the present, and take out the

oars and sail?"

"Good idea, Mr Briscoe," said the captain. "See to it, Dellow, and

make her fast to the stern of the other boat with the grapnel-line."

The first mate nodded, strode to the man who was looking at his tooth,

ordered him into the lesser boat, and the man rose and went like a lamb,

the rest following slowly and in a more sheepish way, as the big mate

walked to them in turn and pointed meaningly ahead.

"What about the others, captain?" said Sir Humphrey.

"T'other six, sir?" replied the gentleman addressed. "Oh! they've cut

and run. Let 'em go gold-washing and making their fortunes. They're

off on a holiday, and as they'll have no dish-washing or other dooties

to do they'll have plenty of time, and I hope they'll enjoy themselves."

"You mean to leave them behind?"

"That's about it, sir. They've gone. It isn't my doing. I didn't

drive them away."

"What, skipper?" cried Briscoe, laughing. "It that wasn't driving, what

was it?"

The captain's face puckered up into a peculiar grin in which the corners

of his eyes participated with those of his mouth.

"Well, it wasn't a bad charge, was it?" he said. "But now then,

business. Let's have all those cooking traps and things aboard again.

Eh? Oh, there's your chap hard at work over them, Mr Briscoe. I

missed him, and thought he'd gone off with the gang."

"What, my Dan?" cried Briscoe. "I say, skipper, did you get a crack in

the fight?"

"Nary crack, sir, as you'd say," replied the captain. "Why?"

"Because your head doesn't seem clear this morning."

"I beg his pardon, then," said the captain, in a gruff voice. "Now

then, all on board as soon as we can, and let's be off before we catch

Mr Briscoe's complaint and want to stop and wash for gold."

The American laughed at the captain's dry remark, and joined in with the

rest, working away till all that had been landed was on board the larger

boat, when Brace turned to the captain.

"This is all very well," he said; "but we were aground last night, and

you were speaking about searching to-day for a channel along which we

could pick our way."

"That's right, sir," said the captain grimly; "but Nature's been on our

side."

"I don't know what you mean," said Brace, staring at him.

"River's a foot deeper than it was last night. There's been a storm

somewhere up there in the mountains."

"I see no sign of it," said Sir Humphrey. "Oh, yes, I do. Look, Brace:

the water is nothing like so clear."

"That's right, sir," said the captain. "These rivers alter a deal

sometimes in twenty-four hours. Have we got everything on board?"

"Ay, ay, sir," cried Lynton.

"Except the rest of the crew, captain," said Sir Humphrey.

"Oh, yes, of course, sir; but we shall ride lighter without them."

"You never mean to leave them to starve in this wilderness, captain?"

"Aren't this a matter of navigation, Sir Humphrey?" asked the captain

sternly, but with a twinkle in the eye.

"Certainly not," said Sir Humphrey. "It is a question of common

humanity."

"About six common men, sir," said the captain. "Well, we shall see.

Anyhow, I'm going on up the river to give them a lesson; and if we come

back and find them all reduced to skins and skeletons down upon their

marrow-bones asking to be took aboard, why, then, perhaps, we shall see,

and--what in the name of wonder's up now?"

For all at once, as the boats pushed off and the sail of the foremost

was being hoisted, the six men reappeared from where they had hidden in

the woods and came running towards them, shouting and making signs.

"They've caved in at once, skipper," said Briscoe laughingly. "Look

here, you'd better have a court-martial and sentence them to give each

other a round dozen with a rope's-end upon the bare back."

"Look, look!" shouted Brace, springing to his feet and shading his eyes,

before snatching up a rifle, an example immediately followed by the

rest, for there in the distance appeared the whole of the six deserters

running hard in a knot, and dodging in and out among the trees as they

made for the shore, while in full pursuit there was about double their

number of savages apparently armed with bows and arrows, of which they

made use by stopping from time to time to send a shaft in pursuit of the

fugitives.

"Shall we land and go to their help?" said Brace.

"I don't think we need," said Sir Humphrey. "They seem to be holding

their own in running, and I suppose now, captain, you'll have no

objection to them on board?"

"Not a doubt of it, sir," said the captain drily.

"Here, Lynton, haul that boat alongside. We shall want them now, Mr

Brace."

"Of course," replied the young adventurer.

"But you haven't looked down the river, sir."

"What at?" said Brace, staring; and then, panting with his excitement:

"I say, there are four large canoes coming up."

"That's right, sir," said the captain gravely. "Now look the other way.

See that?"

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