The rumpus continued for nearly ten minutes, and then quite suddenly
ceased; and as it did so the cook flung his legs over the coamings of
the fore-scuttle, and disappeared down the hatchway. Some five minutes
or so later, O'Gorman appeared on deck, ghastly white, and with his
cheek laid open in a gash that extended very nearly from his left ear to
the corresponding corner of his mouth. The blood was trickling down
upon the collar of his jacket and staining the whole of the left breast
of the garment, and his hands and cuffs were smeared with blood. It was
at once evident to me that there had been a serious scrimmage in the
forecastle; a conjecture that was at once confirmed by the fellow
himself--who, I may mention, was completely sobered by the occurrence,
if indeed he had been the worse for drink at its outbreak.
"Hillo, Misther!" he exclaimed, as he arrived within speaking distance
of me, "are ye left all alone to look afther the hooker? Be jabers,
that's too bad! Where's the shpalpeen that ought to be doin' his thrick
of grindin' wather?"
"I sent him for'ard about three-quarters of an hour ago," said I, "to
tell you that I wished to speak to you; and the loafing blackguard never
returned. But what has been the matter in the forecastle, and how came
you with that wound in your cheek?"
"Oh, begorra, but it's a bad job, intoirely!" he answered. "We was all
havin' a little game of cards together, and to make the game lively we
was stakin' our gims. Dirk got claned out at last--lost every stone of
his share--and then he jumped up and swore that Price had been chatin'
him. Price knocked him down for sayin' it; but he jumped up again--wid
his mouth all bleedin' from Jack's blow--and, in a wink, before anny of
us knew what he was afther, he'd whipped out his knife and drove it
clean through poor Chips heart! That was the beginnin' of the row.
When we saw what had been done, two or three of us attimpted to seize
Dirk and disarm him; but the murthering villain fought like all the
furies, layin' my cheek open, stabbin' poor Tom in the throat so that
he's bleedin' like a stuck pig, and pretty near cuttin' Mike's hand off.
And that's not the worst of it aither. Some of the other chaps took
Dirk's side, swearin' that they'd seen Chips chatin', and in two two's,
sir, all hands had their knives out, and we was cuttin' and slashin' at
each other loike--loike--sodgers on a field of battle!"
"Are there any hurt beside Tom, Mike, and yourself?" I asked, too
completely dazed with the sudden horror of the thing to look at more
than one side of it for the moment.
"Ay, begorra," answered the Irishman; "Dirk's done for, I expect; and
there's others of us that'll want plenty of watchin' if we're ever to
see the other side of the Line again."
"Is that so?" ejaculated I. "Then for Heaven's sake send somebody to
relieve me, that I may go for'ard and see what is to be done in the way
of stitching and bandaging."
"Ay!" exclaimed O'Gorman, "bad cess to me for forgittin' it; that was
what I came aft to ye for."
And therewith he hurried away forward again, and in a few minutes a man
came aft and took over the wheel. I hurried below, and found Miss
Onslow engaged upon some needlework. She looked up with a bright smile
of welcome as I entered, but immediately sprang to her feet, exclaiming:
"Charlie! what has happened? You are as white as a ghost! Have you
received information of any fresh villainy?"
"No, dear, no," I interrupted. "Something very serious has certainly
happened, but this time it concerns us only very indirectly. The men
have been quarrelling and fighting among themselves in the forecastle,
and one or two of them are rather seriously hurt. May I enter your
cabin for a moment, sweetheart? There is a medicine-chest there, with,
probably, a supply of surgical bandages and so on. I will take the
whole affair for'ard, as until I have seen precisely what is the matter
it will be impossible for me to know what I shall require."
"Then, Charlie, are you going to dress the injuries of those wretched
men?" she asked.
"Yes, dear," I answered; "you need not be uneasy, however; they will not
hurt me. They will be quiet enough for some time after this, I expect;
and possibly the occurrence may have the effect of causing them to
determine on adopting some less inhuman method than murder to get rid of
us."
"God grant it--if it should come to the worst," answered the dear girl.
"But, Charlie, I was not afraid on your behalf, dear; they will scarcely
lay hands on you while you are engaged in alleviating their sufferings.
I was about to ask whether you think _I_ could be of any use; whether I
should go with you."
"Certainly not!" answered I, in accents of sternness that were, however,
levelled at the brutes forward, not at the sweet woman who was so ready
to forget all that she had endured at the hands of these ruffians, and
to undertake, she knew not what, in her willingness to forgive and help
them. "No," I continued, "you will remain here, darling; this is your
end of the ship, and you can do no better than stick to it. Whatever
may be necessary to be done forward, I can and will do."
I secured the medicine-chest--which luckily happened to be a fairly big
one for a vessel of the brig's size--and carried it forward to the
fore-scuttle, where one of the seamen relieved me of it and passed it
below. Half a dozen or so of the gang were now on deck, looking very
crestfallen and subdued--to such an extent, indeed, that they actually
knuckled their foreheads to me as I appeared among them. I did not
waste time, however, by attempting to bring home to them the evil of
their ways, but descended at once into the dark, grimy, and
evil-smelling hole where, until a few minutes ago, fourteen men had
lived in such comfort and harmony as go to make pleasant the existence
of forecastle Jack. Heavens! what a filthy place it was! and how
woefully changed for the worse since I had last entered it--which was
before it had received its present tenants. It was bad enough, even
then; but it was infinitely worse now. It was a triangular-shaped
apartment, the apex of the triangle being the "eyes" of the vessel. It
was barely six feet high from the deck to the under side of the beams,
and deck, walls, beams, and roof were all of one uniform tint of greasy
black, the result of a coating of dirt so thick that it could actually
be scraped off with a knife, or with one's fingernail. It was fitted
all round with a double row of bunks, and in addition to them a number
of hammocks swung from the beams. The place was unlighted, save by
means of the scuttle, and by a kettle-shaped slush-lamp that swung,
flaring and emitting a long streamer of fat, black smoke, from the
centre beam. The deck was encumbered with the sea-chests of the
original occupants--which had been taken possession of by O'Gorman and
his gang--and was littered with tin plates, pannikins, fragments of
food, and empty and broken bottles; while its atmosphere was foul with
foetid odours, prominent among which were those of bilge-water and
cockroaches! Three of the bunks in the lower tier were occupied--two of
the occupants lying quiet and still, while the third moved restlessly at
intervals, emitting low moans the while--and four men, evidently hurt,
reclined upon the deck, with their backs propped up against sea-chests.
As for O'Gorman, he stood close by the swaying lamp, holding a dirty,
bloodstained rag to his gashed cheek as his eyes rolled gloomily and
sullenly about the dark and stifling hole.
I gave my attention first to the figures in the bunks, beginning with
the still and silent ones. The one I first approached happened to be
the man named Tom. He was lying on his right side, with his white face
toward the light, his eyes partly closed and showing nothing but the
whites, and a fearful gash about four inches long in the left side of
his throat, from which the blood seemed to have been pouring as from a
pump, judging from the appearance of his clothes and the bunk; it was
merely oozing now. I seized his hand and felt for his pulse; there was
none. I tore open his saturated shirt and laid my hand upon his breast;
there seemed to be an occasional slight flutter of the heart, but if so,
it was so exceedingly faint as to render the matter extremely doubtful;
it was clear that the unfortunate man had bled, or was bleeding, to
death, and was far beyond such poor and inefficient help as I could
afford him. I left him, therefore, and turned to the next bunk, which I
now saw was occupied by the body of the carpenter. He lay, stretched
out on his back, just as he had been tossed in, and might have been
asleep but for the ghastly pallor of his face and the tell-tale purple
stain upon the breast of his waistcoat and shirt. He was dead, beyond
all doubt; so I turned to the next man, who proved to be a gigantic
Dutchman named Dirk Van Zyl, the author of all the trouble. This man, I
presently discovered, had received no fewer than nine wounds, four of
which, from their extent and situation, I considered desperate. He
groaned, and cried, and screamed in the most bloodcurdling fashion when
I began to examine him, begging that he might be left alone to die in
peace; but I washed his wounds, one by one, and bound or stitched them
up as best I could--the job occupying fully three-quarters of an hour--
and when I at length left him, he seemed somewhat easier. The next man
claiming my attention was an Irishman named Mike, whose left hand had
been struck by the Dutchman's knife such a savage blow exactly on the
joint of the wrist that the member was nearly severed. I could do
nothing with such an injury as that but bind it up tightly, and place
the hand and forearm in splints and a sling, leaving Nature to work out
the rest of the cure, if she would. There were three other men who had
received rather serious hurts, and for whom I did my best; and finally,
I stitched up O'Gorman's face for him, which completed a fairly stiff
morning's surgical work. Then, having again examined the man Tom, and
found him to be quite dead, I carefully cleansed myself from all traces
of my ghastly labour and went aft, reaching the cabin just in time for
dinner.
While taking my after-dinner smoke that afternoon, I carefully
considered the situation as it had now become altered by the fatal
fracas in the forecastle; and--having no desire to be deemed a better
man than I really am--I may as well confess at once that, while I was
profoundly shocked by what had occurred, it was quite impossible for me
to regret it. Indeed, to have done so would have been unnatural, for--
apart altogether from the hardship and anxiety that these men had
already so callously inflicted upon me, and the woman who was infinitely
dearer than life to me--I could not forget that they had all planned and
agreed together in cold blood to deliberately destroy my sweetheart and
myself, not one of them, except Harry--so far as my information went--
possessing even the small modicum of humanity that would have prompted
him to demur at the decision, and to urge the adoption of a less fatally
stringent course. I therefore felt little or no pity for any of the
victims; while, so far as the ultimate escape of Miss Onslow and myself
was concerned, the prospect of such a result was distinctly improved by
the loss, on the part of our enemies, of two killed and six wounded, of
whom three of the latter were unfit for duty. This reduced the number
of O'Gorman's gang to nine effectives, or, deducting the cook and
steward, a working-party of seven, all told, who would have to be
divided into two watches. As I reflected carefully upon the matter,
looking at it in all its bearings, it seemed that the moment was
opportune for me to endeavour to secure something more than the
intermittent and shadowy authority that I had thus far been permitted to
exercise; and accordingly, when I next visited the forecastle, for the
purpose of taking a look at my patients--which was near the end of the
second dog-watch, that evening--I bluntly directed O'Gorman's attention
to the fact that we were now short-handed, and suggested that I should
take command of one of the watches. He considered the question for some
few minutes, but was suffering altogether too acutely from the smart of
his gashed cheek to be able to reflect very deeply upon any subject, and
at length yielded a rather sulky and surly assent to my proposal, the
more readily, perhaps, since he had no one now left whom he could trust
to take Price's place. I was careful to select for my command the watch
of which the man Harry was a member, since by so doing we should both be
on deck at the same time, and I should thus have an excellent
opportunity of conversing with him during the darkness of the night
watches, without attracting observation or arousing suspicion.
That same night, as soon as it was fairly dark, the bodies of Price and
the seaman Tom--unshrouded, and simply prepared for burial by the
attachment to their feet of an iron bar apiece, heavy enough to sink
them--were unceremoniously launched over the side, without the slightest
symptom of emotion; and in another half-hour their shares of the gems
were distributed, more or less evenly, among the survivors, the man Dirk
excepted.
On the third day after the tragedy that I have just described, a
momentary glimpse of the sun during the forenoon enabled me to confirm
my dead reckoning, and to satisfactorily establish the fact that we were
actually a few miles to the eastward of the dreaded Horn, although with
less southing than I could have wished; the southerly wind that had
prevailed for some time having gradually gone round to the eastward so
far that it at length became questionable whether we should succeed in
weathering the land, and so passing into the Atlantic. And, to make
matters worse, the wind continued not only to work round but also to
increase in strength, to such an extent that at length the brig, instead
of heading east, had broken off to due north, while it had become
necessary to snug her down to close-reefed topsails and fore-topmast
staysail. The thick weather, moreover, added another element of
anxiety, since I had only succeeded in gaining one solitary sight of the
sun for nearly a week--and that not when he was on the meridian, hence I
was quite unable to determine my exact latitude. But the next morning,
shortly after daylight, when by my reckoning I had still forty odd miles
of sea-room, land was made ahead, some five miles distant; and upon
standing in a little closer, I was at length enabled to identify it as
the headland of Cape Horn itself. Whereupon, we immediately wore round,
and stretched away to the southward on the larboard tack, I for one
being intensely thankful that we had made the notorious cape during
daylight, but for which happy chance the brig would in all probability
have gone ashore, and our adventure would have there and then come to a
premature end.
But although fortune had so far favoured us that we were enabled for the
present to avoid disaster, it was disappointing to discover that our lee
drift had been so excessive as to have caused us to lose ground, while
the slow but steady downward tendency of the mercury seemed to indicate
that, so far from our being justified in expecting any immediate
improvement in the weather, there was but too good reason to fear that a
change from bad to worse was imminent.
And it needed but a few hours' further experience to prove how well
founded were those apprehensions. For, as the day wore on, the aspect
of the sky to windward grew increasingly menacing, the hue of the thick
canopy of vapour becoming hourly darker and more louring, while the
shredded clouds packed ever closer together in larger masses and of
wilder and more threatening form and colour, and the wind strengthened
until it was blowing a full gale, while the already heavy sea gathered
weight so fast that by eight bells in the afternoon watch it had, in my
opinion, become perilous to continue sailing the brig, and I accordingly
proposed to O'Gorman that we should stow the topsails, and heave-to
under storm staysails.
Now, the experience of the first day or two after the fight in the
forecastle had led me to hope that the tragedy of the occurrence had
frightened and sobered the men so thoroughly that there would be no more
trouble with them, so far at least as drink was concerned; but therein I
gave them credit for a higher standard of feeling than they possessed;
such sobering influence as the incident had exercised upon the fellows
had quickly evaporated, and on the particular day to which I am now
referring the demon of drink had once more brought them under his
influence with just enough effect to render them, one and all, reckless,
defiant, and utterly unmanageable. Consequently, my proposal to shorten
sail and heave-to was met with scornful jeers and a point-blank refusal
to do any work whatsoever. And the worst of it was that I had held on
with the canvas so long that the whole available strength in the ship
was now needed to successfully handle it, any attempt to do anything
unaided, or with the assistance of only one or two men, being worse than
useless. There was nothing for it, therefore, but to let the two
double-reefed topsails stand as they were, and blow away or not as fate
might decide.
There was one comfort--and only one--to be found in the condition of
affairs that I have endeavoured to indicate, and that was that the brig,
heavily pressed as she was by her canvas, was ratching fast through the
water on a course that was not only carrying her off the land but also
somewhat to the eastward, so that, with the moderating of the gale, or
even a slight shift of wind, we might hope to pass clear into the
Atlantic.
But, after all, the amount of comfort to be derived from this reflection
was but small and fleeting in face of the steadily-increasing strength
of the gale and the rapidly-growing height and steepness of the sea;
even as it was, the man Harry, who happened to be at the wheel at the
moment that I now have in mind, found his strength and skill taxed to
the utmost to humour the brig along through that wild sea, the
perspiration streaming from every pore of him as he stood there, fully
exposed to the keen and nipping fury of the blast; and it was perfectly
evident that, unless something were speedily done, disaster must quickly
overtake us.
And something _was_ presently done; for although my representations and
suggestion had been met and rejected with scorn and derision, an
argument of a most convincing character was soon brought to bear upon
the contumacious ones, in the shape of a green sea that came right in
over the bows, half-filling the forecastle, and frightening the
occupants out of their wits, while it carried away some thirty feet of
bulwark on the port side. The deluge of water that poured down through
the fore-scuttle was sufficient in volume to actually wash several of
the men out of their bunks; and the instant that the inpour ceased, all
hands with one accord sprang for the opening, fighting together like
savage beasts in their anxiety to reach the deck. But although that
unlucky sea had inflicted upon the poor little over-driven brig a rather
serious amount of damage, it had produced at least one good result: it
had completely sobered all hands and brought them to a realising sense
of the necessity to take immediate steps for the prevention of further
mischief.
As the fellows gained the deck and saw the great gap in the bulwarks,
and observed the height, steepness, and generally dangerous character of
the sea, something very like a panic seized them, and they came rushing
aft, with loud and excited outcries, demanding to know what had
happened. Meanwhile I had sprung to the wheel, to the assistance of the
helmsman, who, it was quite clear, was nearly exhausted by his
tremendous and continued efforts to control the movements of the brig.
"Never mind what has happened," answered I. "What is done, is done, and
cannot be helped. What you have now to do is to get down the last reef
in those topsails, and take in the fore-topmast staysail, when we will
heave-to. Let go your fore and main-topsail halliards, man your
reef-tackles, and then away aloft, all hands of you, before worse
happens!"
The fellows, by this time quite sober, and fully alive to the perils of
their situation, needed no second bidding, but sprang about the deck
with all the eager, impetuous haste of men fighting for their lives; and
in less time than I could have believed possible they had bowsed out the
reef-tackles and were in the fore rigging, on their way aloft to
complete the operation of reefing the fore-topsail. O'Gorman set a good
example by himself taking the weather yardarm and passing the earring,
and all hands were busily engaged in knotting the points when another
mountainous sea came swooping savagely down upon us with upreared,
hissing crest. I saw that it must inevitably break aboard us, and
uttered a loud yell of warning to the hands aloft, who raised an
answering shout of dismay as they gazed in horror at the oncoming liquid
hill, the crest of which must have been very nearly as high as
themselves. Some of them, abandoning their task, sprang for the
rigging, and, by the exercise of superhuman agility, actually contrived
to reach the top; but the rest remained upon the yard to gaze,
apparently paralysed with terror. The poor little brig seemed to
shudder, like a sentient thing, as the great wall of water crashed down
upon her, burying her to the foremast; and then I saw the whole mast
buckle like a fishing-rod when a strong, heavy fish begins to fight for
his life, there was a crash of timber as the topmast snapped short off
at the cap, and the next instant away went the whole of the top-hamper
over the side, flinging far into the raging sea the four unfortunates
who had remained clinging to the yardarms! As for the sea, it swept
right aft, filling the decks to the rail, smashing to splinters the boat
that was stowed on the main hatch, and carrying away the entire bulwarks
on both sides as far aft as the main rigging. By the time that the
decks were clear of water, and we were free to think of other matters
than our own individual safety, the four men who had been flung
overboard--and one of whom was O'Gorman--had disappeared for ever, and
we had made the discovery that we had lost our bowsprit and
main-topgallant mast, as well as the fore-topmast, and that we had more
than four feet of water in the hold. All this, mind you, with night
close upon us!
The loss of all head sail of course at once rendered the brig
unmanageable, and thus--apart from the effect of the further damage
sustained--our situation immediately became one of the extremest peril,
a circumstance which, coupled with the tragic disappearance of their
leader from their midst, completely cowed and subdued the survivors, to
the extent, indeed, of impelling them to come aft and implore me to take
full command of the brig. Needless to say I made no difficulty about
acceding to this request; for prompt measures were imperative if the
vessel was to be saved, and, with her, Florence's and my own life; so
without pausing to read the men a moral lesson upon the evils of
intemperance, I forthwith issued orders for the goose-winged foresail to
be set, by which means we were at length enabled to get the brig before
the wind, and thus escape the immediate peril of being swamped. This
achieved, the wreck of the fore-topmast and bowsprit was cut away, all
canvas was furled, and the brig was once more brought to the wind, and
hove-to under bare poles. Then, although the men were inclined to
grumble, I insisted upon their going to the pumps and relieving the brig
of at least a portion of the water in her hold; for there were times
when, the water having accumulated forward, the poor little craft became
pinned down by the head to so dangerous an extent that it would have
been absolutely suicidal to have left her in that condition. The
fellows toiled on until past two bells in the middle watch--by which
time they had reduced the depth of water in the hold to two feet--and
then knocked off, utterly exhausted, to go below and turn in; while I
undertook to keep the deck and watch the ship for the remainder of the
night.