TO THE CONGO AGAIN UPON A SPECIAL MISSION.

There was very great delight manifested fore and aft when I was able to

announce that it was a British man-o'-war that was bearing down upon us;

for all hands felt, like myself, that we had only to state our recent

experiences to secure her protection at least until our arrival in safer

waters. There was one exception to this, however, in the person of

Simpson, who no sooner learned the true character of the strange sail,

than he came aft and told me his story; which, in brief, was to the

effect that he had originally belonged to our navy, but had deserted,

out of affection for Mendouca--who had shown him great kindness--when

that individual chose to shake off his allegiance and abjure his

country. And now, of course, he dreaded nothing so much as recognition

and seizure, for not only was he a deserter, but he had also been guilty

of taking an active part in more than one deed of piracy perpetrated by

his chief; he therefore implored me to let him keep below out of sight

during the presence of the man-o'-war--which clearly meant to speak us--

and also to omit all mention of or reference to him in the narrative of

my own personal adventures. This I readily promised to do; for although

I was fully conscious that, in making such a promise, I was screening an

individual who had most seriously transgressed the laws of his country,

I could not help feeling that he had also contributed in a very

important degree toward the saving of the _Bangalore_, and all on board

her; and I considered that this to a very great extent made amends for

his past misdeeds, although it was quite probable that if he were

arraigned for it, his judges might not take quite as lenient a view of

the case. There it was, however; but for him I might never have

succeeded in effecting my escape from the _Francesca_, and in that case

the _Bangalore_ and all on board her would have gone to the bottom. I

therefore felt fully justified in promising to afford him all the

protection that lay in my power.

When the brig was within a mile of us she hoisted British colours, and

fired a gun for us to heave-to, which we of course at once did,

displaying our ensign at the mizen-peak at the same time. The ladies

and gentlemen in the cuddy, learning from the stewards what was

happening, at once turned out to do honour to the occasion, so that

when, a few minutes later, the _Barracouta_, with all her studding-sails

collapsing and coming in together, rounded-to within biscuit-toss of our

weather quarter, our poop must have presented quite an animated

appearance.

As the beautiful craft swept gracefully yet with a rush up into the

wind, a figure that I recognised with delight as that of Young, our

beloved first luff, sprang on to the hammock-rail with a

speaking-trumpet in his hand. The next moment he had raised it to his

lips, and was hailing--

"Ho, the ship ahoy! What ship is that?"

"The _Bangalore_, eighty-two days out from Calcutta, bound to London;

and plundered two days ago by a pirate. I hope you are none the worse

for your boat adventure, Mr Young, in the attack upon that same pirate

last week? I have news and to spare for you, so shall I lower a boat,

or will you? If you can conveniently do so it will perhaps be better,

for I am rather short-handed," I replied.

I saw Young staring at me with all his eyes; evidently he had not as yet

recognised me in the longshore rig with which I had been fitted by the

kindness of one of the cuddy passengers.

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