A HURRIED DEPARTURE
The cause of the haste in leaving the island was a letter which Dennis
Duggan, the ship's carpenter, received from Thomas Brennan.
Duggan, it will be remembered, was the only Irishman on the Catalpa,
since the leaders had agreed that the presence of a number might arouse
the suspicion of the British authorities when Australia was reached.
Brennan had been very urgent in his appeals to accompany the expedition
when it left America, but permission was refused. He declined to accept
the rebuff, however, and he determined to stow away on the vessel
before she sailed, but arrived at New Bedford a day too late.
Nothing daunted, he shipped on a little schooner sailing for St.
Michael's, planning to join the Catalpa at Fayal. The letter which
Duggan received announced that Brennan had taken passage on a steamer
from St. Michael's which was due to arrive the following day.
Captain Anthony and Duggan had agreed never to converse on the subject,
lest the suspicions of the officers might be excited; but the carpenter
promptly carried the letter to the captain.
"I think we have all the crew we need at present," remarked Captain
Anthony. "Mr. Brennan may get left."
He hastened to the custom-house, cleared his vessel for Teneriffe in
the Canary Islands, and at 5.30 o'clock in the afternoon, in a drizzle
of rain and a fresh breeze from the southwest, the moorings were
slipped and the Catalpa was working out to windward between Pico and
Fayal.
As the vessel was heading out through the islands the next morning, the
steamer on which Brennan was a passenger was seen at a distance, going
in to Fayal and the captain bestowed a grim smile upon Duggan. Brennan
saw the ship likewise, but it will be seen that he did not falter in
his purpose to join the Catalpa.
And now a crisis had come in the affairs of the expedition. Captain
Anthony knew that the deception could not be kept much longer from
his chief mate, Mr. Smith, and had planned for many months to make a
confidant of him on the voyage from Fayal to Teneriffe.
Thus far the vessel had proceeded according to the plans announced
before starting. During the period which had elapsed, the Catalpa had
pursued whaling with good success, but, as the reader knows, this
avocation was only a cloak to the true purpose of the voyage.
During the hard labor of the months which had passed, Captain Anthony
had never forgotten for an instant the desperate work which was before
him. He thought of it by day and dreamed of it by night, yet he must
continually be on the guard to keep his plans from his comrades in the
cabin.
He had explained as a reason for going to Teneriffe, that he
contemplated whaling about the river Platte, and proposed to stop there
for water. The water at Fayal was taken from wells near the shore and
was brackish, while that at Teneriffe is much sought after by whalers.
So far there was nothing to arouse a question upon the part of the
chief officer. But after Teneriffe there was to be the long and dreary
voyage around the Cape of Good Hope and across the Indian Ocean, with
no pretense of whaling. The officer must be admitted into the secret
before Teneriffe was reached. If he refused to assist the enterprise
he must be landed there. He might very properly be indignant at being
inveigled into such a voyage and give away the plan.
Captain Anthony had decided that of all men Smith the mate was
an officer among a thousand for such work. He was bold and
adventure-loving. But his very impetuosity was dreaded by the captain
in the interview which was to come; for whereas he might accept a
part in the programme with enthusiasm, he was perhaps as likely to be
enraged at the deception practiced upon him.
It was therefore with many misgivings that Captain Anthony asked him
into the cabin one pleasant evening, when the vessel was a few days out
from Fayal. Mr. Smith seemed to be in exceptionally good spirits, and
it was an opportunity which the captain had awaited for some time. The
doors were closed, and at Anthony's invitation Smith sat down.
It is not the fashion of sailors to make long stories, and Captain
Anthony was as blunt and brief as if he were instructing his mate to
put more sail on the ship.
"Mr. Smith, you shipped to go whaling," commenced the captain. "I want
to say to you now, before we get to Teneriffe, that the Catalpa has
done about all the whaling she will do this fall. We're bound to the
western coast of Australia to try and liberate six Fenian prisoners who
are serving a life sentence in Great Britain's penal colony. This ship
was bought for that purpose and fitted for that purpose, and you have
been utterly deceived in the object of this voyage. You have a right
to be indignant and leave the vessel at Teneriffe. You will have the
opportunity when we arrive there, and if you go I can't blame you.
"But this ship is going to Australia, if I live, and I hope you will
stay by me and go with me. God knows I need you, and I give you my word
I will stand by you as never one man stood by another, if you will say
you will remain in the ship and assist me in carrying out the plans."
[Illustration: SAMUEL P. SMITH
First Mate of the Catalpa]
Mr. Smith's face, at this announcement, was a picture of surprise which
the captain will never forget. After a moment, the mate asked a few
questions about the prisoners to be rescued, the plan, and the men
behind it, and Captain Anthony assured him that if any trouble came he
would exonerate him completely from the conspiracy and would proclaim
that he shipped to go whaling. Then Mr. Smith sat silent for a few
minutes.
The reply which came is not the polite language of the parlor, but it
was very satisfactory to Captain Anthony, and was couched in language
which could not have been made more expressive of Mr. Smith's purpose.
He arose and took the captain by the hand.
"Captain Anthony," said he, "I'll stick by you in this ship if she goes
to hell and burns off her jibboom."
This undoubtedly struck the captain at that moment as the quintessence
of eloquence, and you may be sure the hand of Mr. Smith, which was
placed in his, was shaken with a heartiness which told the story of his
joy.
The two men talked long together. Smith had wondered at the interest of
the strange men, Devoy and Reynolds, who had visited the ship during
her fitting, and he never had been able to understand how it was
expected the vessel could go to the River Platte and return in eighteen
months; but otherwise his curiosity had never led him to suspect that
he was not in the entire confidence of the captain. Captain Anthony was
in a happier frame of mind when he went to his stateroom than he had
experienced for many months.