"Excuse me, gentlemen, but have you any engagements for to-day?"
The skipper replied that we had not, we were both strange to the place,
and we proposed chartering a carriage for a drive into the country, in
order that we might see a few of the far-famed beauties of the island.
"Then pray allow me to be your pilot," said our new friend. "I have
really nothing particular to attend to to-day, and I shall be very happy
to show you round. If you can spare so much time, I am going this
afternoon to visit a sugar-estate of mine a few miles out of town, stay
the night, and return to-morrow morning after breakfast, and I shall be
delighted to have the pleasure of your company."
Nothing could have suited us better; we accordingly accepted his
invitation, and forthwith set off to see what there was to be seen of
the town. In the course of our peregrinations we met and were
introduced to several of our host's friends, each of whom shook hands
with us as though he had known us all our lives, and forthwith gave us a
pressing invitation to his "place."
About four o'clock we returned to Mr Martin's store, where we found his
ketureen--a sort of gig--waiting, and also that of a Mr Finnie, another
sugar-planter who was going to make one of the party. The skipper
jumped in alongside of Mr Martin, I stowed myself away alongside his
friend, and away we dashed up the sandy streets and out of town in the
direction of the Blue Mountains.
We reached the estate, and the house upon it, just in time to escape a
violent thunder-storm, accompanied by such rain as I had never seen
before. It came down literally in _sheets_, completely obscuring
everything beyond a couple of dozen yards distant, and rattling upon the
thatched roof as though it would beat it in. It lasted about an hour,
ceasing as suddenly as it had commenced, and leaving the air clear,
cool, and pure.
We had a most excellent dinner, washed down by a glass or two of good
wine; some capital stories illustrative of life on the island were told;
and about midnight we all turned in, I, for one, being almost knocked up
by my tramp about Kingston, after the confinement of the ship.
The next morning we took a walk over the estate before breakfast,
visiting the negroes' quarters, the sugar-mill, and other buildings, and
gaining thereby an appetite which proved most destructive to our host's
pickled mackerel, cold boiled tongue, eggs, etcetera. We made a clean
sweep of the comestibles, washed all down with a cup or two of tea, and
then started for Kingston, finally arriving on board the "Astarte" about
noon.
We remained at Port Royal two days longer, during which we gave the
craft a brush of paint inside and out, and otherwise titivated her up
after her run out from England, when we received orders to sail upon a
three-months' cruise among the Windward Islands. We accordingly
weighed, and stood out to sea with the first of the land breeze; and,
having cleared the shoals, hauled up on the port tack, keeping close
under the land to take all possible advantage of the land breeze in
making our easting. By midnight we were off Morant Point, from which we
took our departure; and in another hour were tearing along under
topgallant-sails, upon a taut bowline, and looking well up for the
Island of Grenada, under the influence of a strong trade-wind.
The skipper was most anxious to thoroughly test the sailing powers of
the "Astarte," this being the first time that an opportunity had
occurred for so doing; and we accordingly carried on all next day,
taxing the toughness of our spars to their utmost limit, and so
satisfactory was the result that all hands, fore and aft, felt sanguine
that we should meet with very few craft able to beat us either in the
matter of speed or weatherliness. The "Astarte" also proved to be a
very pretty sea-boat, though a trifle wet when being driven hard--but
then, what craft is not?
As we drew to the southward the trade-wind hauled round a trifle farther
from the eastward, its prevailing direction being about E.N.E. This
broke us off a couple of points, and set us so much the more to leeward,
but beyond that we had nothing to complain of, for the weather continued
fine, and the breeze strong and steady.
On the evening of our third day out from Kingston we sighted land on the
lee bow, which turned out to be the south end of the Island of Oruba,
off the entrance to the Gulf of Maracaybo. We weathered the island
cleverly before dark, though without very much room to spare, and passed
in between it and Curacao, making land again about six bells in the
middle watch, on the mainland this time, about Hicacos Point. At eight
bells in the same watch we tacked ship and stood off shore; and when the
sun rose, the Island of Curacao appeared upon our weather bow.
Continuing upon the starboard tack all that day, we hove about again at
the beginning of the first dog-watch, thinking that we might possibly be
able to pick up a stray Spaniard or Dutchman.
On the following afternoon, about four p.m., land was once more made,
directly ahead.
"Land!" murmured little Fisher--who from his diminutive stature had
acquired from his fellow-mids the sobriquet of "Six-foot"--"Land! it's
nothing but `land ho!' What land _is_ it, for gracious sake?" to Mr
Carter, the master's-mate, who happened to be standing near him.
"The Rocca Islands," answered Carter. "The master says it's a very
likely spot in which to find a pirate's nest--just a group of some five-
and-twenty rocks, they are not much larger, and one island about ten
miles long and six wide, with reefs and shoals all round. Did you ever
smell gunpowder, Six-foot?"
"Not yet," answered little Fisher, "but you know this is only my second
voyage?"
"And your first was from London to Margate, eh? Well, perhaps you'll
have a chance of smelling it before long." And Carter walked away
forward.
The little fellow flushed up crimson, and then went pale to the lips.
"Why, Six-foot, what's the matter with you; you are not frightened, are
you? Carter was only joking."
"Was he?" said the boy, "I didn't know. You asked me if I felt
frightened, Ralph, I don't know whether it was fright or not, but I felt
very queer. You know I have never been in action yet, and I think it
must be so _dreadful_ to hear the shot crashing in through the ship's
sides, and to see strong men struck down maimed and bleeding, or perhaps
killed outright, and I have a horrible feeling that when I see these
things for the first time I shall turn sick and faint, and perhaps
misbehave in some way. And I wouldn't act like a coward for the world;
my father is a very proud man, and I don't think he would ever forgive
me for bringing such disgrace on his name."
I could understand the poor little fellow's feelings perfectly, I
thought, for had I not experienced something of the same kind myself? I
cheered him up as well as I could; telling him that whenever the time
came I felt sure he would behave perfectly well, and that with the
firing of the first shot all trace of the peculiar and unpleasant
sensations of which he spoke would pass completely away.
I was still talking with him when the skipper's steward came up to us
with an invitation for both to dinner in the cabin. The subject was
accordingly dropped, and we hurried away to dress.
We were just finishing our soup when Mr Vining, the third lieutenant,
came down to say that two ships had just rounded the southernmost end of
the large island, and were working their way in among the shoals towards
a small shallow bay on the north, western side.
"What do they look like, Mr Vining?" queried the skipper.
"One is a full-rigged ship, apparently of about six hundred tons; the
other is a low, wicked-looking brigantine, sir, very loftily rigged, and
with an immense spread of canvas."
"Um!" said the skipper. "Just keep a sharp eye upon them, if you
please, Mr Vining, and see what you can make of them. I'll be on deck
shortly."
The second lieutenant withdrew, and we hurried on with the meal. By the
time that we had finished and were on deck once more, the sun had set,
and the short twilight of the tropics was upon us. The islands--mere
rocks, as Carter had said--forming the western extremity of the group
were already on our lee beam; the nearest of them being about three
miles distant, while others stretched away to leeward of them right away
to the horizon, and even beyond it. Key Grande, the largest of the
group, lay right ahead, distant about fifteen miles; while El Roque,
another island, lay broad upon our weather bow, about five miles
distant. The lookout aloft reported the two strange sail to be just
anchoring.
"We've stayed below a trifle too long, I'm afraid," said the skipper;
"we shall have darkness upon us in ten minutes. Mr Chester, kindly
slip up to the topsail-yard and see what you can make out about the
strangers, if you please."
"I'll come with you, Ralph, my boy," said Mr Flinn. "Four eyes are
better than two; and, as I see that the skipper means to give them an
overhaul, it is as well that we should learn all we can about them
beforehand."
We accordingly shinned up the ratlines together, and were soon
comfortably settled on the fore-topsail-yard. We remained there until
the brief twilight had so far faded that it was impossible to make out
more than the general outline of the ships, and then we descended and
made our report.
The said report amounted to this. The brigantine, we had quite made up
our minds, was either a privateer or a pirate, but of what nationality,
if the former, we were not quite clear, and the ship we took to be a
Spaniard of about five hundred tons. The water was breaking so
confusedly among and over the reefs ahead of us that we felt very
doubtful whether the boats--much less the ship--could find a way
through; but we were of opinion that there was a narrow belt of clear
water close to the shore.
Mr Martin, the master, had meanwhile brought up the chart and spread it
open upon the capstan-head; but the moment that we looked at it and
compared it with what we saw around us, it became evident that it was by
no means to be relied upon, so far at least as this particular spot was
concerned.
"'Bout ship at once, if you please, Mr Flinn," said the skipper.
"We'll go no nearer--on _this_ side at all events--I don't half like
being so close as we are now. We'll furl the topgallant-sails and take
down a reef in the topsails also."
It was done. The reefs now lay astern of us, Key Grande bore well upon
our starboard quarter, and El Roque was ahead of us, a trifle upon our
weather bow.
"Keep her away a point, quarter-master, and give that island ahead a
wide berth," said the skipper.
"Ay, ay, sir," answered Gimbals; and I thought his voice sounded strange
and melancholy in the deepening gloom.
We were now standing to the northward, or about N. by W., under single-
reefed topsails, and were going about nine knots, the spot we were in
being sheltered by the islands and shoals to windward, and the water
consequently smooth. In about half an hour's time, however, the frigate
passed out from under the lee of El Roque, and we were once more tearing
and thrashing through the short head-sea. The sky to leeward, still
aglow with the fading splendour which marked the path of the departed
sun, strongly tinged the water in its wake with tints of the purest
amber and ruby, against which the wave-crests leaped up black as ink,
while the ocean everywhere else showed a dark indigo hue. Overhead, in
the darkening ether, the stars were twinkling out one by one; while away
to windward the sky, already nearly as dark as it would be that night,
was thickly powdered with a million glittering points.
We continued upon the starboard tack until two bells in the first watch,
when, the skipper being of opinion that we had made sufficient offing to
go to windward of everything, we tacked ship and stood to the southward
and eastward again. It was by this time quite dark, although starlight;
and we knew that if the strangers inside had kept a watch upon us, they
would have seen us still standing off the land as long as it was
possible to see anything at all; and, this being the case, we hoped they
would jump to the conclusion that they had seen the last of us, for that
night at least, and think no more about us.
By six bells we were dead to windward of the eastern end of El Roque,
and about ten miles from it, when we edged away a couple of points, and,
getting a good pull upon the weather-braces, went rolling and plunging
down past the weather side of Key Grande, giving the land a wide berth
however, and stationing extra lookouts--the keenest-eyed men in the
ship--to watch for any signs of broken water.
Two hours after bearing up, we were off the south-east angle of the
island, when we wore ship, and, shortening sail to close-reefed
topsails, jib, and spanker, dodged quietly in toward the land, under the
lee of which we soon found ourselves. A couple of leadsmen were sent
into the chains, and the lead kept constantly going, but we found there
was plenty of water, so we stood on until we got into eight fathoms,
when, being completely sheltered, we let go the anchor, and stowed our
canvas.
It was by this time about two o'clock a.m. The boats had been prepared
long before, and nothing now remained but to lower away, unhook, and be
off.
As soon as the sails were furled, Captain Annesley went below to his
cabin, and immediately sent for Mr Flinn, Mr Vining, Mr Martin, and
me. We trundled down one after the other, and found our chief bending
anxiously over a chart which was lying spread open upon the cabin-table.
"Pray be seated, gentlemen," said he; "draw your chairs up to the table,
and you will all be able to follow me upon the chart. Here is where we
are,"--making a pencil dot on the chart to indicate the position of the
frigate--"and here, as nearly as possible, is where the ship and
brigantine are lying,"--a cross serving to indicate their position.
"Now I feel myself to be in a position of some little difficulty. I
have very little doubt in my own mind that these two ships belong to our
enemies, but I am not _sure_ of it; and to attack a vessel belonging to
a friendly power would be a most deplorable accident. On the other
hand, if we wait until daylight before doing anything, we run the risk
of losing a good many of our men; for I should not feel justified in
taking the frigate into the midst of so many unknown dangers, and an
attack with the boats in broad daylight would give them ample time to
make all their preparations for giving us a hot reception. I am
inclined to think that the crews of those two craft will have no
expectation of hearing from us to-night; and I have therefore determined
to send in the boats to reconnoitre. You, Mr Flinn, will have charge
of the expedition, and will take the launch. Mr Vining will take the
first cutter, and Mr Martin the second, while Mr Chester, in the gig,
must go ahead and endeavour to steal alongside the strange craft without
giving the alarm, find out their nationality--while you lie off at a
distance--and return to you with his report. If they are friends, there
is no harm done; and if they are enemies, do as you think best."
A few words of advice followed, and we then returned to the deck. The
boats were lowered, a twelve-pound carronade placed in the bows of the
launch, the fighting-crews paraded, and their weapons examined to see
that everything was in fighting order, and then we trundled down over
the side and shoved off.