A HAPPY REUNION.
The sea in the Strait was comparatively smooth, and the yacht sped on
her way to Melbourne. Mrs. Vincent and her children had been installed
in Mr. Watson's state-room, while Bessie occupied her own. From her
Levi had obtained all the particulars of her voyage. She told him what
she had suffered, what she had feared, and what she had hoped.
"Who had charge of the Caribbee?" asked Levi, when, after Bessie and
Mrs. Vincent had been made comfortable, they gathered in the cabin.
"Captain Gauley," replied Bessie.
"Who was he?"
"He was a pilot on a steamer," replied Mrs. Vincent. "He and my husband
became acquainted while they were on a boat near New York. I never saw
him till just before we sailed from the Cape. He is a bad man."
"That is plain enough," added Levi; "but where is he now?"
"He and three other men were washed overboard when the vessel struck on
the rocks."
"And three of the men were saved?"
"Yes; Mat Mogmore, the steward, and another man."
"Why did you sail without your husband, Mrs. Vincent?" asked Levi.
"I don't know anything about this business. I hadn't anything to do
with it," replied the poor woman; and Levi and Bessie pitied her
because she was the wife of such a bad man.
"I am sure she had nothing to do with carrying me off, Levi,"
interposed Bessie. "She has been very kind to me from the moment I went
on board of the Caribbee, and would have assisted me to escape, if
there had been any chance."
"I am very glad indeed to know that," added Levi. "I don't see why this
Captain Gauley sailed without your husband."
"Captain Vincent sent a letter to him, saying that things were going
wrong with him, and ordered him to sail at once."
Levi wondered how Dock had sent the letter. When told that it was
written in pencil, and that the address on the envelope was not in her
husband's hand, he was satisfied that Constable Cooke had rendered him
this important service.
"My husband was to come to Australia by the steamer from England,"
added Mrs. Vincent. "Perhaps he is here now."
"I think not," replied Levi.
"Why so?"
"Because he was arrested, and committed to jail before I left the Cape.
Augustus caught him."
"I had that honor," said the steward, who was standing near the party;
and the incident was fully described.
"I suppose my poor father and mother do not know what has become of
me," continued Bessie, the tears starting to her eyes.
"Yes, they do. I sent two letters by a ship we spoke. If this vessel
reached New York, I am sure he knows where you are. I wrote him that I
should follow you round the world, if need be."
"How brave and noble you are, Levi!" she said, bestowing a glance of
admiration upon him. "And this Starry Flag has rendered me a greater
service than the other Starry Flag."
"She has indeed! She is the finest little craft that ever floated; and
I shall love her as long as I live. In that great gale a week ago, she
was under water half the time, I believe. We had to batten down
everything, and lash ourselves to the deck."
"That was a fearful storm. I hope I shall never see another such. How
grateful we ought to be for our preservation!"
"I trust we are grateful to God for his goodness and his mercy,"
replied Levi, devoutly.
On the following day the yacht took a pilot, and came to anchor in the
harbor of Melbourne. Mat Mogmore had kept out of sight since he came on
board, spending all his time in the forecastle; but when the anchor was
dropped he appeared on deck.
"I think I will go on shore now, Levi," said he, with an assumed
coolness.
"I think not," replied Levi, decidedly.
"What do you mean by that?" demanded the young villain.
"I mean that you shall not leave this vessel, unless you leave it in
irons. I shall state the case to the American consul; and I think you
will return to the United States as a prisoner."
"Why, what have I done?" asked Mat.
"What have you done!" exclaimed Levi, indignantly. "Besides being
guilty of meanness and treachery, you have committed a crime which will
send you to the state prison for the next ten years."
"Do you mean to say that I stole your uncle's money?"
"I didn't say anything of the kind. You and Dock Vincent conveyed Miss
Watson on board of the Caribbee. That's a state-prison offence, to say
nothing of stealing the money."
"Don't be hard on me, Levi."
"Hard on you! I'm not half so hard on you as you are on yourself. You
were employed as a hand on board of this vessel, and you used your
position to deceive Miss Watson, and get her on board of the Caribbee.
You then came to me, with your mouth full of lies, and told me she had
gone to Portland with her father, by railroad. I trusted you, and you
betrayed me. I can forgive you, but I can never respect you again,"
said Levi, warmly.
"Don't be too hard on me, Levi," pleaded Mat. "I got into a scrape, and
Dock helped me out; but he made me do everything he said after that."
"You needn't commit yourself to me. I don't ask you to make any
confessions. Dock Vincent is in jail now, and the whole truth will come
out in due time."
"What's the use!" exclaimed Mat, in despair. "I'm ruined now. If you'll
let me go ashore here, I'll try to be an honest man."
"It is not for me to let you go, though I have no doubt you were the
tool of Dock Vincent. I have no right to let you escape."
"I'll tell you all about it, Levi; and you will see what a bad scrape I
was in," said Mat, fixing his eyes on the planks of the deck. "Your
uncle borrowed a screw-driver in the shop----"
"Levi! Levi!" shouted Bessie Watson, who was in the standing-room,
looking at the shipping in the vicinity.
The young skipper sprang towards her, fearful that some terrible event
was about to happen; for Bessie was waving her handkerchief, and
dancing about the deck like an insane person. A boat, with two
gentlemen in the stern-sheets, was approaching the yacht, and at this
Bessie was gazing with intense earnestness.
"What is the matter, Bessie?" asked he, looking at her, rather than the
boat, to assure himself that her trials had not affected her reason.
"Why, don't you see, Levi?"
"I don't see anything. What is it?"
"My father! My father!" cried she, laughing, almost in hysterics.
Levi glanced at the boat. One of the gentlemen was certainly Mr.
Watson, though he was not quite willing to believe the evidence of his
own senses. The boat had approached near enough to enable him to be
sure of the fact.
"It is my father!" repeated Bessie, as the boat ran up to the
accommodation ladder, and Mr. Watson leaped on board of the yacht.
"My child! My child!" ejaculated the fond father, as he folded her in
his arms.
"O, father!" exclaimed she, as she hugged him in a transport of joy.
Twined in each other's arms, they wept and laughed, in the exuberance
of delight, at this happy reunion. Levi could hardly restrain his own
tears as he gazed upon the affecting scene, and in the depths of his
heart he thanked God, who had guided his little bark over the stormy
ocean, half round the world, and enabled him to save Bessie from the
hands of her grasping enemies.
"Levi!" said Mr. Watson, gently disengaging himself from his daughter's
embrace, and giving the young captain his hand.
"I am glad to see you, Mr. Watson," replied Levi, grasping the offered
hand.
"If Levi hadn't followed me, you would never have seen me again," added
Bessie, throwing herself upon her father's breast again.
"God bless you, Levi!" exclaimed the delighted father, wringing the
young man's hand again.
Mr. Watson seemed to be bewildered by the ecstasy of his joy. He
grasped the hand of Augustus, who was so pleased that he forgot to use
any high-flown speech. The gentleman who had come in the boat with
Bessie's father was introduced to the party as the American consul.
"We did not expect to see you, Mr. Watson," said Levi.
"I have been in Melbourne for three weeks," replied he. "This is the
port for which the Caribbee cleared at the Custom House. But where is
the Caribbee?"
"She struck on a rock to the southward of King's Island, in the gale,
yesterday morning. She has broken up before this time."
"And I was on board of her at the time," said Bessie.
"Though the Caribbee was twenty tons larger than The Starry Flag, we
were just a match for her in sailing," added Levi. "We lost her a week
out of New York, saw her again at the Cape of Good Hope, and then lost
sight of her three or four times; but we arrived at the entrance of
Bass Strait about the same time."
"I think I will not stop to hear the story now. Bessie, there is some
one on shore who wishes to see you," replied Mr. Watson.
"Who? O, I know, father! It is mother! Come, let us go on shore, this
minute!" exclaimed the bewildered girl, dancing about again, as this
new joy dawned upon her.
Levi informed the consul that one of the conspirators had been saved
from the wreck, and this gentleman promised to attend to the matter.
The life boat was lowered; and leaving his mate in charge of the
vessel, with strict injunctions not to let Mat Mogmore escape, Levi
went on shore with Bessie and her father.
"My mother in Australia!" exclaimed Bessie.
"And Mrs. McGilvery, too!" added Mr. Watson.
"Why, then the whole family are here! Only think of it! I didn't expect
to see you or mother for months yet."
"We could not do anything but come, for every hour seemed like an age
to us," replied Mr. Watson. "When I received Levi's letter, I saw that
nothing more could be done on our side of the world, and I decided to
follow you. Dock Vincent assured me I should never see my daughter
again; and I was satisfied by the confidence he exhibited, and the
persistency with which he urged me to pay his demand, that the Caribbee
had indeed sailed upon her long voyage. Levi's letter, written when he
had been three days at sea, with the Caribbee in sight, fully confirmed
my view. I was sorry Levi did not return to New York, instead of
following the vessel."
"Why so?" asked Levi, blushing under the implied censure.
"If I had known the result in season, I might have sent a steamer in
pursuit of the Caribbee. As it was, I did not get the letter till a
week after her departure."
"The chances of a steamer finding the Caribbee were not more than one
in fifty," replied Levi.
"I was sorry then, Levi; but I am not now. You have achieved almost a
miracle, and I am willing to believe now that your course was the best
and the safest. I decided at once to be in Melbourne when the Caribbee
arrived. I sailed for England in the steamer with your mother and your
aunt. We came from there by the way of Egypt, and landed here three
weeks ago. I have an agent in every principal port in Australia on the
lookout for the Caribbee. When any fore-and-aft vessel came into this
harbor I was informed of the fact, and you may judge my surprise when I
saw The Starry Flag. I will not tell you what I feared when I
recognized her, for all that passed away when I saw Bessie on the
deck;" and the devoted father clasped her in his arms again.
The party landed. In a few moments they reached the hotel, and Bessie
was folded in the embrace of her mother.