CHAPTER XIII

The Rajah of Sarawak

Standing down-stream under a cloud of canvas the fleet of prahus, with

the English schooner escorting, made an imposing sight, and Tyler could

not but feel proud as he looked on at the scene; for it was wonderful to

think that he and the humble Dyaks should have met with such success,

and that the termination of their journey should have found them better

off by far than they were at the commencement.

"Why, these prahus alone will be enough to set the tribe up once we

have arrived," mused Tyler, "and no doubt we shall be able to sell them

with ease. Then, again, the fact that the Sarebus pirates have met with

a reverse at our hands will ensure a welcome for the Dyaks. But I must

not run too far ahead, for we are not yet out of the river. Tell me,"

he went on, calling the Chinaman to him, "are there any others to be

feared? This river seems to be infested with pirates, and it will not

surprise me to hear that there are others."

"Den you will see dat dat is so, massa. De Rembas men live some miles

below, and dey velly fierce, velly bad. But dey not always friends wid

de men of Paddi and de oders whom we havee beaten. Perhaps dey not

interfere, and if dey do, well, massa, sail de schooner down upon dem

and dey sink, dey goee to de bottom."

The news that more enemies might yet have to be encountered scarcely

caused our hero any uneasiness, for he had come to understand that

the prahus manned by the pirates were no match for an English ship,

unless, indeed, the latter were becalmed, or in some way unable to offer

resistance. But for all that he did not allow the subject to escape him,

and having, by dint of shouts and signals, induced his followers to draw

close together, and lay-to for a time, he sent a message to each one of

the prahus that they were to keep behind the schooner, and that on no

account were the men to show their arms, or to wave to the enemy. Then,

turning the schooner's bows once more towards the sea, he led the way a

ship's length ahead of the fleet, and ere long arrived off the tributary

upon which the Rembas pirates had their lair. But there was no sign of

the latter, and, indeed, not a boat crossed the water till the coast was

at hand and they were making through the wide mouth of the river.

"A fleet making in," said John Marshall in Tyler's ear, suddenly

pointing to one edge of the wide bay into which the Sarebus poured.

"They will pass close to us as we run into the sea, and from the looks

of them they are pirates."

"And we have much the same appearance," said Tyler calmly. "We will keep

on without an attempt to alter our course, and perhaps they will take us

for their friends. One moment and I will get rid of this colour from my

face, and will hunt out a coat. Then I can take the helm and pretend to

be the Dutchman."

Running below he quickly unearthed a coat from one of the cabins, and,

having obtained a bucket and a piece of soap, immersed his face in

water. Five minutes later he returned to the deck with a less dusky

complexion, and with the coat about his shoulders.

"Now for the helm," he said, noticing that the fleet was now close at

hand, and that the pirates would pass within hailing distance. "It seems

to me that they will not even question us, for they will know that the

men of Paddi have recently captured an English schooner, and will think

nothing of the fact that the latter is leading the prahus to sea. But

I do hope that our fellows will not allow their excitement to get the

better of them, and shout and jeer at these strangers."

By now the gathering of prahus, which had been sighted entering the

mouth of the river Sarebus, was close at hand, steering a course which

would take it close beside the fleet under Tyler's command. But it was

evident that the leader, whatever his feelings with regard to the men of

Paddi, had no suspicions of the new-comers, for he had posted himself

in the bows of his own particular command, and as he swept past the

schooner he leapt upon the rail and shouted a greeting, to which Tyler

responded by waving his arm. Then all the dusky pirates from Rembas, a

gang as celebrated in those seas for their bloodthirstiness and acts of

violence as were the men of Paddi, lined the bulwarks and sent their

cheers across the narrow space which intervened as the two fleets sailed

by one another. Quick to grasp the fact that they were undiscovered, the

Dyaks replied with loud cries and much waving of the arms, and then, ere

there was time for any more, or for the exchange of words, the prahus

had separated and were swiftly running away from one another.

"And now there is nothing but the open sea and a grand passage between

us and friends," exclaimed Tyler, with every sign of satisfaction, "and,

that being the case, I am reminded that we have eaten nothing for many

hours. Li Sung, just get below and see what is to be found. We will

divide the provisions, and send their share to the men and women on the

other prahus. And now I can devote a little time to the captives whom we

rescued."

Six hours later, having coasted along within easy distance of the line

of surf which beat without cessation upon the land of Borneo, the fleet

bore up to the left, and entered the river which led to the town of

Sarawak, and ere very long had sighted the collection of buildings which

went by that name.

"And there's two ships of some sort," cried John Marshall as he stood by

his leader's side, suddenly pointing to a creek close beside the houses.

"They're English too, and what's more, they're sending their boats

away. It looks as though they were coming in this direction."

[Illustration: ELUDING THE PIRATES]

"That is certainly the case," replied Tyler, at once catching sight of

the vessels to which the sailor had alluded, and noticing that each had

lowered three boats, which were being rowed towards the incoming fleet.

"I suppose that they are coming to give us a welcome, or perhaps to see

who we are."

"What do we look like, do yer think, sir?" cried the boatswain gruffly.

"Why, back there at the mouth of the Sarebus river you said that we were

jest like pirates, and if that hadn't been the case, them men of Rembas

would soon have been at our throats. Well, don't yer see? These fellers

here, under the Englishman I suppose, take us for what we look to be,

and if we're not partic'lar careful they'll be firing into us."

That this was a possibility all very quickly saw, for as the fleet of

prahus and the six open boats approached one another the latter were

seen to be manned by men in naval dress, while in the bows of each a

swivel-gun was carried. Indeed, as if to show the strangers that their

arrival at Sarawak would be contested, a spout of flame and smoke shot

out from one of the guns at that moment, and a ball came hurtling across

the forefoot of the schooner. A second followed swiftly, ricochetting

across the water, and then hulling the vessel, striking with a thud

which could be heard far away.

"And now come the bullets," said Tyler with a smile, as the patter

of musketry broke the silence, and the water was splashed beside the

schooner. "But the mistake has gone far enough, and we must let them see

their error. Stand aside, John, and just tell Li Sung to warn the others

to get under cover. I will go forward and shout to them."

Running into the bows, he sprang upon the rail there, and with one hand

holding the rigging so as to retain his position, waved a piece of

sail-cloth to the men who were approaching.

"Friends!" he shouted at the top of his voice. "Don't fire any more,

or you will be killing those who are coming here to ask for your

protection."

His words carried easily across the water, and almost at once an officer

was seen to rise to his feet.

"Cease fire!" they heard him shout. "Now, surround that schooner, as she

seems to be the leader, and train your guns upon her. You can lie off

so as to be out of range of their spears, but do not be so far away as

to make a rush impossible. I will go closer in, and see who it is that

called to us."

Careless of the fact that he might have been running into a trap, the

officer gave an order for the boat to be pulled closer in, and then

stood in the bows awaiting the moment when he would be able to go aboard

the stranger. As for Tyler, with a shout to attract John Marshall's

attention, and a wave of his arm, he had caused the latter to throw the

schooner into the wind, a movement which was at once imitated by those

in command of the other vessels. Then in his quaint costume, consisting

of an old coat which had been made for a man of a smaller size than

himself, and with the remains of his old disguise about him, he stood at

the top of a rope-ladder which was lowered over the side.

"Eh! what's this?" demanded the officer as he scrambled over the rail.

"And who are you who sail into the river at the head of a fleet which we

could not help but take for pirates? Why, you're a youngster, surely,

and an Englishman!"

"Tyler Richardson by name," responded our hero, stepping forward with

his hand held to his forehead in salute. "Gazetted to the _Dido_, sir,

and pursued by pirates on my way to join my ship."

"And you understand how to salute an officer of superior rank," cried

the one who had boarded the schooner, in astonished tones. "Tyler

Richardson! Why, that is the name of the young fellow who was to come to

us, the lad who rescued two naval officers from the hold of a ship which

lay in Southampton."

"I am the one of whom you speak," said Tyler modestly. "As I have said,

I came out to Singapore, and hearing that the _Dido_ had left the China

seas, I obtained permission to accompany a gentleman who was coming

to Borneo to explore certain parts of the island. A Dutchman, who had

shipped with us as interpreter, and who turned out to be one of two

leaders of the pirates of Sarebus, murdered my friend, and then helped

his followers to capture our ship. Our boatswain, John Marshall, who

stands beside you, actually saw the ruffian fire the shot which killed

Mr. Beverley. Then he came to my aid, and together we were able to

regain possession of the schooner by means of a trick."

"And this is the same vessel, I presume?" interrupted the officer, whose

face showed his amazement.

"No, sir, this is another," replied Tyler quietly. "This fellow of whom

I speak, the Dutchman--"

"I beg your pardon, but what is his name, and where did he and his

scoundrels hail from?" suddenly asked the officer, interrupting for the

second time.

"He commanded the men of Sarebus, and was helped by a countryman of the

name of Christian van Sonerell."

"Then we know of them, and a precious couple they are too! But we shall

catch them some day, and then they will have much to answer for. But

please go on with your tale, Mr. Richardson, and let me say at once,

before we go any further, that I give you a hearty welcome to Sarawak

and the _Dido_. Shake hands."

He grasped Tyler warmly by the fingers, and then turned to greet John

Marshall in the same manner.

"Very glad to welcome you," he added. "You will be an addition to our

company, and will find many friends. Now for these Dutchmen, please, and

for news of their whereabouts."

"The murderer, Hans Schlott, is within his stronghold at Paddi, where we

left him this morning," said Tyler, "and the other--"

"Paddi! You left him there! But, excuse me, I will not interrupt again."

The officer managed to repress his astonishment, and stood there staring

at our hero as he detailed what had happened to himself and to John

Marshall.

"And so you and the boatswain managed to get clear away from this

rascal, and have arrived here with a whole tribe of Dyaks," he said at

last, when Tyler had ended. "Well, I can scarcely credit the story at

present, though please do not imagine for a moment that I doubt your

word. But you must understand that the whole thing is so out of the

common, the adventure so strange and perplexing, that I am unable to

grasp its details at present. How you and this lad here managed to beat

the Dutchman so often is beyond me, and your audacity in making for

Paddi takes my breath away. Why, sir, I can tell you that the Rajah of

Sarawak hesitates to attack the stronghold for fear of being beaten

back, and also because he needs a guide. But we shall alter that now,

or I am much mistaken; for if we went for no other purpose we should be

bound to hunt out this rascal who murdered your friend Mr. Beverley. But

we have been speaking for long, and my men will be firing into you if

we are not careful, imagining that you have laid your hands on me. One

moment and I will explain matters to them."

Leaving Tyler and the boatswain for a few moments, he went to the rail

and called to those who manned the boats to come closer to the schooner.

Then in a few hurried words he explained that those who had so suddenly

appeared opposite Sarawak were friends, and were not pirates, as had at

first appeared to be the case.

"And now, Mr. Richardson, I think that you should report your arrival

first to Captain Keppel and then to the Rajah of Sarawak, Mr. Brooke, of

whom you have heard," he continued, approaching Tyler with a friendly

smile. "If you will leave the tribe to me I will see that they are

housed and fed, while my men will board the prahus and take them to

their moorings. As for your comrade, he had better go with you, and

afterwards perhaps some post will be found for him, for we must

remember that he does not belong to the royal navy, but to the merchant

service."

"Then we had better look out some clothes, sir," said Tyler contrasting

his own appearance with that of the smart officer who had accosted him.

"Will you allow us to go below before we report ourselves? Then we shall

be able to make ourselves respectable."

"By all means, Mr. Richardson," was the hearty answer, "and while you

are below I will undertake to have the little girl and her nurse taken

ashore. It was a gallant act to rescue them, and you will have the

thanks of your captain for it. But there, I see that you do not like to

have overmuch praise, so go below. I shall be here when you return, so

as to give you an introduction."

Saluting him again, Tyler turned about, and, accompanied by John

Marshall, slipped down to the cabin of the schooner. And here, thanks

to the fact that the pirates had put off stripping their prize till the

morning after their arrival at Paddi, the two were able to discover an

abundance of clothing, and soon made their appearance on deck dressed in

thin suits of blue.

"An excellent change," said the officer with a smile, as they went up to

him. "It was no wonder that I took you for dangerous individuals when

you arrived, for your disguises made you look more than fierce. But now

you are like the rest of us, and are fully prepared for an interview

with those who lead us. You can hop into the boat at once and come with

me, and by the way, Mr. Richardson, my name is Horton, Lieutenant Wilmot

Horton of the _Dido."_

Responding promptly to the invitation to enter the boat which awaited

them, Tyler and the companion who had stood beside him through their

long and adventurous journey clambered down the rope-ladder which

dangled over the side, and having been instantly followed by the

lieutenant, were soon on their way to the largest of the two vessels

moored off the town of Sarawak.

"Follow me," said the officer, taking Tyler by the sleeve as they

reached the deck. "You can go forward till we send for you, my lad," he

added, turning to John Marshall. "Now, Mr. Richardson, our captain is on

the poop, and we will go to him. Please remember to touch your hat as

you mount the companion ladder, and again as you stand before him."

Hearty indeed was the welcome which was given to our hero when it was

known who he was. From the commander of the _Dido_ downwards all vied

with one another in showing him how glad they were to see him.

"Of course I know that you are somewhat over the ordinary age," said

Captain Keppel, as he chatted with him in his cabin; "but then you have

won a commission by bravery, and that is sufficient to recommend you and

to make the Lords of the Admiralty overlook your years. Not that you are

so very old, my lad," he added with a smile. "Then you have come to us

with a tale which will procure much commendation, for you have actually

been in the lair which these pirates inhabit, and will be able to guide

us there and tell us of their doings.

"But I must not keep you longer, for it is necessary that you should go

to Mr. Brooke, who is now the Rajah of the province of Sarawak, and tell

him what has occurred. You will oblige me by taking this young officer

ashore, Mr. Horton, and introducing him to the rajah. Send the man who

accompanied him to me, so that I may listen to the story and hear every

detail."

Both at once turned about, touching their caps as they did so, and

repeating the action as they descended from the poop. Then they

re-entered the boat which lay alongside, and were pulled to the

landing-stage which had been erected close to the rajah's residence.

"Not at home just now," said the lieutenant, after he had made enquiries

of a Dyak lad who stood at the door. "Then we will wait, and as the

rajah keeps open house, and gives the officers an invitation to enter

whether he is here or not, we will go in and shelter from the heat.

Follow me, and I will show you where you can be comfortable. By the

way, my lad, I suppose you know all about Mr. Brooke and his doings?"

"Very little, I am afraid," answered Tyler. "Of course Mr. Beverley told

me that he was here, and that he had come to better the condition of the

natives. But I did not know more than that, and do not now."

"Then I will spin you a yarn about this man, who is a wonder in many

respects, and who has gained the esteem and affection of every one of

us, from our commander downwards. Let me see; yes, I will commence

by telling you that one time he belonged to our sister service, the

army, and saw a considerable amount of fighting in India and Burmah,

distinguishing himself in the latter country, where he led the assault

upon a stockade, and was shot through the chest. That wound sent him

home, and it is by the merest good luck, and thanks also to the fact

that he had an excellent constitution, that our friend lived to come

to Sarawak; for he was badly hurt, and hovered between life and death

for many a month. However, recover he did at last, when he set about

finding a task which would occupy all his thoughts and all his energy,

and which would at the same time help to lighten the condition of those

of his fellow-beings who were worse off than himself. And that brings

me to a point which I have not mentioned. This wounded soldier was a

thinker, and is, too, at this moment. He did not waste his time in

frivolity, in games and pastimes, as do so many in both services. But

he devoted much of his life to work, and to investigating the condition

of men in various parts of the world. Thanks to that fact, and also to

the opportunity which a trading venture had given him, he became aware

of the misery existing in this island of Borneo, and from that moment

he was bent upon relieving the condition of the people. Now you will

admit that there are few who would have set about such a matter, for

when you come to consider the facts you will see that Borneo is, in

the first place, an island of large extent, while this portion, called

Borneo Proper, is perhaps as large as England herself. Then, again, the

rajah knew well that pirates abounded, and that if he escaped attack

from them he was likely at any moment to have the Dyaks seeking for his

life, for some of the tribes are very ferocious. Still, whatever their

nature, there was no doubt that life was but a misery to the majority of

the people, that they were constantly robbed, killed, or hurried into

slavery by the pirates, and that that condition of affairs had existed

for untold years. To all of this Mr. Brooke determined to put a stop.

"You will ask very naturally: 'How did he set about the matter?' and

I will at once admit that, to anyone faced with the same question and

the same difficulty, an answer would be hard to find. How could one

man, without the aid of his Government, without soldiers or sailors

to help him, hope to set foot in the island, and control the deeds

of thousands of human beings, men who knew nothing of his aims and

objects, and cared less? Why, even those for whose relief he aimed were

too absorbed in their misery, too used to their lives, to think that

change was possible, and when he first came, some of them were amongst

his bitterest enemies, for they could not understand that one man, and

he a foreigner, could take such interest in a race of natives who were

strangers to him.

"Thus you will see from what I have said that from the very first the

prospect of success was not too bright, while the method by which reform

could be brought about was so obscure and difficult to arrive at that a

man endowed with similar courage and persistence might well have given

the task up in despair, feeling that to make a commencement on the work

was well-nigh impossible. Not so our friend the Rajah of Sarawak. His

heart was set upon the undertaking, and he allowed nothing to stand in

his way. When I tell you that he had absolutely nothing to gain, that

his mission was not one for the purpose of profit-making, and that he

ran the risk of losing anything that he already possessed, I think that

you too will be filled with admiration.

"As an example of his dogged perseverance, he did not rush at this

enterprise with the impetuosity of a young man, only to give up the idea

at the first rebuff, or when real difficulties commenced to stare him in

the face. But he set himself, first of all, to train a crew of men upon

whom he could rely, and for that purpose he bought, out of his private

fortune, a schooner, the _Royalist_, which lies alongside the _Dido_ at

this moment. For three years he cruised in her, for the most part in the

Mediterranean, and during the whole of that time he was busily engaged

in hunting up records of the island of Borneo and the surroundings. At

length, feeling that his preparations were completed, he sailed from

Devonport on December 16th, 1838, having a crew of twenty men, and a

supply of arms aboard, including six six-pounder guns. On arrival at

Singapore he shipped a few Malay hands to help with the wooding and

watering of the ship, and then shaped a course for Sarawak.

"Now Marudu, which is in the north of the island, had been the part

for which he had intended to sail when leaving England, thinking that

that port would be the best at which to commence his labours. But news

gathered in Singapore caused him to change his mind, and therefore he

came to Sarawak, anchoring at the very spot where the two vessels are

now moored. Imagine his pleasure when, on landing, he found himself

received with every honour by Rajah Muda Hassim, uncle of the Sultan of

Borneo. It was indeed a pleasant surprise, for our friend had expected

anything but a welcome; and had he carried out his first idea, and

sailed for Marudu, there is little doubt that a very different reception

would have awaited him, for that district was ruled over by a notorious

chief who favoured piracy, and in consequence the bay was the rendezvous

for all the robbers and ruffians in and about the island.

"This Muda Hassim, however, was a very different class of individual,

for he had some education, and, in place of being fierce and

unscrupulous, he was gentle in manner, while, for a Malay, he was

possessed of honest intentions.

"And now to tell you how Mr. Brooke commenced this work of his, to

describe how the first seeds were sown, the thin end of the wedge

introduced, and the old miserable order, with its cruelties and

oppression, slowly banished. Do not think that change was brought about

from the very first, and that, because a pleasant welcome had greeted

him, his influence was to have weight with the natives simply on account

of the fact that he was an Englishman, and because men of that race

were thought much of in that part of Borneo. The rajah would have done

nothing, would have met with failure, had it not been for the fact that

this native, Muda Hassim, was in difficulties and in need of help, and

that by coming to his aid our friend first of all made him his debtor

for life, while at the same time he showed the natives what a man he

was; that his word was reliable, and that he could fight as well as he

could talk. Yes, that was the secret of his success. From the very first

he had enemies, and there is no doubt that his life was often in danger;

but the rajah never thought of his position seriously, but boldly went

amongst the natives. Then, too, he showed an ever-ready disposition to

protect those who lived beneath the sway of this Muda Hassim, and on

one occasion, when a fleet of pirates arrived in the river, with the

intention of sailing farther up and raiding the Dyaks in the interior,

this commander of the _Royalist_ manned his guns and let the marauders

see that they would have to fight an action before they could pass. For

that he gained the gratitude of many who had never set eyes upon him,

but who at that time knew him vaguely as the Englishman.

"Very soon, however, his name and his appearance were known everywhere,

for Muda Hassim was, as I have already said, in great difficulties.

It seems that a rebellion had broken out in the district of Sarawak,

owing to the oppression of a chief of the name of Makota, and that

for many months matters had been at a stand-still. The rebels were

entrenched in stockades, and an army under this Makota was opposed to

them. But there was no fighting, and instead the combatants watched one

another listlessly, the besiegers unable to attack, simply because they

possessed no leader who had the courage to direct them, and the rebels

because they were too few. Instead, therefore, the first lounged the

days away, while the Dyaks and Malays who were in rebellion sought for

food, of which they were in great need. And all the while the country

was at a stand-still, there was no trade, while the wretched people were

rapidly becoming destitute.

"It was at this juncture that Mr. Brooke came to the rescue. Having

looked into the matter thoroughly, and run back to Singapore for a time,

he was at length induced to proceed to the part where the rebels were

entrenched; for Muda Hassim had besought his aid. In fact, for three

years the latter had been helpless; and all the while he and the Sultan

of Borneo were afraid lest, finding that terms were not to be obtained

from their own people, the rebels should apply to the men of Sambas,

pirates for the most part, to take up their cause. If that were to

happen, and the latter be successful, then Sarawak and the neighbourhood

would come under the sway of the Dutch, for Sambas was controlled by

that nation. Thus, Muda Hassim and the sultan had much to lose, and

longer delay might prove disastrous.

"But our friend was not the man to enter upon a conflict of this nature

for the purpose of gain, and it was only when he became convinced of the

misery which existed on account of the rebellion, and of the starving

condition of the people, that he finally consented to accompany Muda

Hassim to the army and see what could be done.

"I will not tell you any of the details, Richardson, for they are of

little interest, but will simply say that the energy of this Englishman

soon brought an end to the little war. A rush on the part of his men,

with himself at their head, soon changed the ideas of the rebels--so

much so that Mr. Brooke was able to make terms with them and induce

them to surrender. Finally, with the help of his crew he prevented all

attempts at massacre, which would have taken place had it not been

for his watchfulness, and, having obtained hostages, sent the rebels

to their homes. There, that is the first step in the present rajah's

popularity. He showed these natives that he was bold and strong, while

at the same time he gained their confidence, for he would not permit a

beaten foe to be ill-treated, and once the war was over he set about

increasing the prosperity of the natives, instead of robbing them and

making them even more miserable than before, as would have been the

case had anyone else been in his place. Indeed, he had many a wordy

fight with this man Macota, and with Muda Hassim too, before he gained

security for the defeated rebels, and many a time afterwards, had it not

been for his energy and his powerful influence, robbery and violence

would have been practised upon the humble Dyaks of the interior. And so,

little by little did his fame reach the ears of far-distant people, till

the name of Brooke, the great and powerful Englishman, the defender of

the weak and poor, the friend of all Dyaks and the enemy of all rogues

and pirates, become one to conjure with. Indeed, if not rajah in fact,

he was as good as leader of this province, and when at last the sultan

conferred the title upon him, and handed over the government of Sarawak

to our friend and his heirs for ever, the people received him with

gladness, and save for a few, such as Macota, and others who had fallen

foul of him, accepted him as their chief with every sign of satisfaction.

"From that moment Rajah Brooke has been busily engaged in touring

through his district, in issuing laws for the guidance of the people,

and in suppressing all attempts at slavery, all head-hunting, and all

acts of violence and robbery. So energetic has he been, so powerful has

he become, that all who are bent on the old life fear him more than a

little, while the majority, the Dyaks of the interior, the peaceful

Malays, and the hard-working and ever-contented Chinese--all, in fact,

who long for a life spent in agriculture, in mining, or in trade--have

settled down wonderfully, placing full reliance in the Englishman and in

his word that, so far as he can prevent it, they shall be undisturbed.

"But reform cannot be brought about in a day, or in a year for the

matter of that, and there are still numbers of Dyaks who, instead of

using all their energies in trade, have constant wars with one another,

often with the sole object of obtaining heads. Then, too, the pirates

have always been a severe thorn in the side of our friend, and, indeed,

have become so audacious that the _Dido_ has been sent to render help

to the English rajah. And that is the reason why you failed to find

her at Singapore, and also for our sailing from China. But you are

here at last, and will be able to tell us much that is valuable, for

our commander and the rajah have put their heads together, and have

decided to hunt these pirates out of their nests. Those at Sarebus,

or, I ought to say, at Paddi, on the Sarebus river, will come in for

particular attention, for the Dutchmen who commanded them have made them

notorious. In fact, had it not been for their presence I doubt that so

many ships of European build would have been set upon, for the Malays

fear a white man more than they do fifty or sixty of the Dyaks. However,

these Dutchmen have led them, and have done much harm to the trade with

Singapore. For that reason partly, and now because you tell us that one

has committed a deliberate murder, we shall pay attention to Paddi, and

before very long, I hope, we shall be able to let everyone know that the

pirates who live there are no more.

"But come. We will call for some refreshment, and when we have finished,

the rajah should make his appearance, for it is already near to

nightfall, and it is his custom to return before that hour if possible."

The officer went to a bell and sounded it with a stick which hung beside

it. Then, on a Dyak lad presenting himself, he spoke a few words of

English, which, with a few in the native tongue, helped to make his

wants known.

"They are wonderfully sharp, as I dare say you have observed," he said

as he threw himself back in his chair, "and this lad who serves the

rajah is very quick at gathering one's meaning. But we have still a

little time before us, my lad and if you are not too tired I'd like

to hear more of your story. I have told you what I know of the rajah,

and it is only fair that you should let me know how it was that you

reached your ship. Come, you sailed from Singapore, hoping to pick up

the _Dido_ in these seas, in which attempt you have been successful.

You ran foul of this Dutchman, by name Hanns Schlott--for whom his

countrymen are looking, so I hear,--and you took to the land. Then you

seem to have made friends with a tribe of Dyaks, in what manner I do not

know; and finally you have come to Sarawak with a fleet of prahus which

you and this small army took from the pirates of Sarebus. That is the

bare outline as you gave it to me, but there must be more behind, and I

should be glad to listen to the tale. Out with it, and do not keep back

a single item."

Lieutenant Horton turned upon Tyler with an encouraging smile, and then

sat watching him as he told of the adventures which had befallen himself

and John Marshall on their way to Sarawak.

"You will do well, and deserve to have early mention in the despatches

which our commander will send to the admiral," said the lieutenant

when the tale was finished; "and it is easy to see that you and the

boatswain have had many an anxious moment. For myself, the conflict

with the mias seems to be the most dangerous, for the natives in these

parts tell stories of how the orang-outang can fight. In any case they

are fierce-looking monsters, and I am sure that there are few who would

willingly place themselves in reach of such murderous teeth and arms.

Indeed, many in your case would have been content to lie in the jungle

and remain hidden, for these Dyaks might well have proved enemies, and

for the sake of their own safety might have handed you over to the

Dutchman and his pirates. However, all turned out well, and you are

here. But what is that? Ah, the rajah has returned, and here he comes!"

He sprang from his seat to greet a tall gentleman who entered the room

at that moment, and then introduced Tyler.

"A new arrival," he said with a smile. "Come to join the _Dido_, but by

the strangest route possible. Permit me to present Mr. Tyler Richardson,

who was granted a commission for bravery in England, where he rescued

two naval officers from a grain ship, in the hold of which they had been

overcome by foul gas which had accumulated; and who, on his way to join

the _Dido_, has crossed many miles of Borneo, arriving here with a tribe

of friendly Dyaks, and with an imposing fleet of prahus, captured from

the redoubtable Dutchman who commands the pirates of Sarebus."

"Journey across Borneo! Sarebus pirates!" cried the new-comer, a

tall energetic-looking man, with clean-shaven and handsome features.

"Impossible! But, your pardon! I did not mean that I caught sight of

the strange vessels lying beside the _Royalist_ and the _Dido_, and

knowing by that fact that they could not be enemies, I hastened here

with the intention of sending off at once to ascertain where they came

from. You see," he added with a little smile, "we have to be careful of

all strangers, for a fleet of prahus is apt to be manned by pirates,

and should they manage to escape the notice of our ships, and pass our

guns, the poor Dyaks up the river would suffer. But I am interrupting.

You spoke of the Dutchman, Horton. What is the meaning of this riddle?

Surely you cannot mean that Mr. Richardson has been to Paddi, that

he has been a captive there? A Malay might have that fortune, but an

Englishman is never taken prisoner. He is killed without any mercy."

"And so would our young friend have been," was the prompt reply. "The

facts are as I briefly stated them, Rajah. This young officer was

compelled to take to the land, and there he fell in with some Dyaks,

who feared the pirates. Together they have made for Sarawak, and on

their way here have contrived to capture or sink every prahu lying at

Paddi, while they have brought with them a ship lately taken from the

traders of Singapore, together with a child and her nurse. But there;

he has just given me the yarn, and it will not hurt him to repeat it,

particularly when he is aware that the facts will be of the utmost

importance."

Thus bidden, Tyler repeated his story, the Rajah of Sarawak listening

carefully to every word, and interrupting him at times to ask questions

as to the exact position of the stronghold at Paddi, the strength of the

enemy, and the precautions taken against attack.

"You have done us a great service," said the latter at length, when he

had obtained all the details, "for you are, with the exception of these

rascally Dutchmen, the only white men who have ascended the Sarebus

river. Thanks to you and your comrade, we shall be able to increase our

knowledge of the various bends and reaches, and, with the information

we already have derived from the natives, shall be able to find our

way to Paddi. But Rembas must be seen to first before we come to this

Hanns Schlott. However, the odds shall not deter us, for these pirates

must and shall be exterminated. They are the one great drawback to my

scheme, and were it not for them the natives of this part of Borneo

would already be settling down to a life of peace and prosperity. As it

is, their goods and their lives are never safe, while in the country

commanded and reached by the tributaries of the Sarebus the condition

of the unfortunate people is similar to that which existed here on my

arrival, when the rebellion was in progress. Yes, an expedition shall

be arranged without delay, and with you to guide us, Mr. Richardson,

and the men of the _Dido_ and of the _Royalist_ to follow us, we will

sweep these pests away and bring happiness and prosperity to the people.

But it is already dark and I am detaining you. Please come here again

to-morrow, so that I may talk the matter over more fully."

With a hearty shake of the hand he dismissed them, the lieutenant and

Tyler returning at once to the _Dido_, where the latter found that all

was in readiness for him. Indeed, thanks to the fact that the tale of

his adventures had buzzed through the ship, his comrades, who were all

of about his own age, having already had more than a year's service,

greeted him as if he were an old messmate, and carried him away to their

own special sanctum without delay, there to pour questions innumerable

upon him, and to beg of him to tell them everything. But they were

destined to be disappointed, for scarcely had Tyler seated himself than

a marine arrived at the door with a request that he would dine in the

captain's cabin, and thither he betook himself without delay. When he

retired to his hammock that night, and rolled himself in a blanket, it

was with the knowledge that stirring times were ahead, and that ere

many days had elapsed he and his new friends would be on their way to

Sarebus, there to come hand to hand with the pirates.

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