CHAPTER XXXII.

Quiet prevailed, lessons predominated, we were all getting very stupid

again. Schillie was very much subdued after her sojourn with the

pirates, and took to following me everywhere, as the faithful dog

follows his master. Also, she was very amenable to all my wishes and

worked like a horse in the gardens and potatoe grounds, because I

thought we had better lay in great stores of food, for fear the pirates

should come again. Besides this work, we plaited grass into ropes, and

made a ladder or two, with which we practised running up and down into

the cavern from the opening at the top. It was something to do, and

might be useful. The children were like cats at last, and used to

frighten me out of my wits by their feats of agility.

So many of our clothes had been destroyed that it became necessary to do

something towards replacing them; and, after various attempts, Schillie

and I constructed two rude weaving machines, in which, with hard work,

we made a coarse kind of cloth. This was dyed any colour we fancied, and

then made into a long loose dress, with hanging sleeves, capable of

being tucked up, and a broad belt to confine them round the waist. We

found them very convenient and cool, only it was incessant work,

spinning, weaving, and making them. We certainly did not eat the bread

of idleness, and many a day's holiday was asked from Madame, only to

work the poor girls harder at spinning, weaving, or gardening. But they

enjoyed it, and grew like palm trees, looking so pretty and lively, that

it was quite a sight to look at them: Sybil fair as a lily, and bright

as a rose; Gatty glowing like the bright hibiscus; the pale and graceful

Serena, faultless in form and action; while the little ones seemed to be

growing up into what the elder girls had been when we first landed on

the island.

The rainy season came and went. God blessed us in our house and field,

and in the hearts content that filled every mind.

Intuitively we all seemed to feel that a good time was coming for us,

and we prepared for the fine weather with fresh energies and renewed

hopes, not unmixed with the notion that we should have dangers and

difficulties to encounter, ere we should be finally restored to all we

loved.

We encouraged each other in every way. We relied on some of our letters

reaching their proper destination, we assured each other that another

six months would not pass without our friends coming to look for us.

We made every preparation, stores of food for a full year were stowed

away in the cavern. We concocted a kitchen, from whence the smoke could

never betray us, and we sat down in patient expectation, and full trust

in our Almighty Father, that should the pirates come again we were quite

prepared; therefore, without fear, though with a little palpitation of

heart, we received the news one brilliant morning that a sail was to be

seen on the horizon.

It came nearer and nearer and yet kept off the island. We might have

thought, for a time, that perchance it was our friends, but one after

another allowed the mournful fact to escape from our lips, that it was

indeed the pirates' vessel.

Supposing us to be inexperienced in vessels, and not likely to know one

again, after seeing it once, we imagined they kept dodging on and off

the island to deceive us, and that they would do this until dark, and

then landing as best they might, they would thus take us by surprise.

They little knew how sharp was the watch we kept, as much prompted by

affection as fear.

But we understood their man[oe]uvres very well, and were quite prepared.

We had long ceased to need the Cartref Pellenig entrance, letting

everything down by the aperture above, where the rock and brushwood

would tell no tales of our footsteps. We had made some more places of

observation, and we went to rest that night feeling prepared for

everything. It happened as we expected. The whole island seemed alive

with pirates as the sun arose. We had taken care to leave their works of

destruction as much like what they had left them as possible. They spent

a whole week in diligently searching the island, yet were no restraint

upon us whatever. We had our shower baths, and even our exercise up and

down the rope ladders, peeping out upon them from the top, for we had

smoothed the sides of the cliff so well, there was not a place for a cat

to get up, and besides it seeming only to be bare rock and brushwood,

they thought they saw all over it without deeming that anything could be

hidden down in it.

We got rather rash, they got very vexed, we were delighted, they were

disappointed. At last at the end of ten days, they began to unload the

vessel. Now! thought we, "what is going to happen, surely they are not

going to stay here." Our ill-timed hilarity received a sudden check, for

our fears were confirmed, they unloaded the vessel completely, and after

ballasting her with sand and shingle, they set sail, and departed. But

alas! for us they left ten of their people behind them, who commenced to

our horror and disgust building a house very near Cartref Pellenig, but

so placed that they could look down the cliffs and over the sea. By this

arrangement we had certainly one-half of the island entirely to

ourselves, and as they were extremely busy, evidently trying to get

their house completed ere the second rains came on, and as what time

they had to spare they spent entirely in carousing and sleeping, we ran

little danger of being discovered, though out for hours together. One

precaution we took which was always to have a watcher on their

movements, and never to leave the cavern, without settling where we were

to be found in case of warning. Also they seemed quite to have made up

their own minds that they were the sole inhabitants of the island.

Little dreaming what a home she gave in her friendly bosom to the weak

and helpless, and how many eyes watched their every movement.

We gathered the fruits of roots, enjoyed the turtle, collected eggs, and

accustomed our hens to lay in the cavern, giving them a remote egress,

through which nothing but fowls could get. We were not therefore in

danger of starving, supposing they did take up their abode on the island

with us. So we sat down on the carpet of contentment.

During the ensuing wet weather we saw nothing of our visitors, and we

beguiled the time with writing stories and romances, and reciting them

in the evening while we knitted, spun, and weaved. Part of the girls'

lessons consisted in learning French Plays by heart, and Schillie and I

as spectators saw more than poor Madame, who innocently left them to

select their own lessons. Sometimes they would repeat the same lessons

three days running, making grimaces at us to say nothing. Sometimes

Gatty managed so to arrange it, that, during four or five long pages of

dialogue, all she had to say was, "_Et Tartuffe_" "_Le Pauvre-homme_"

two or three times, and then she received the good jeton necessary for

such a long lesson.

_Schillie._--"You will be hanged some day, Miss Gatty, if you go on in

this deceptious manner."

_Gatty._--"Oh, Sib likes the fun, and Serena is so fond of languages,

she does not care how much she says, provided it is not in her mother

tongue, and I love them both so much, I always like to oblige them."

_Schillie._--"I dare say you do, you young sinner. Now see if I don't

expose you to Madame, and then in addition to the crime of stealing, you

will have fibbing added."

_Gatty._--"I am quite ready to go and restore the kettle and other

things, if you like it, little Mother. Perhaps you would not mind coming

with me to do this act of justice."

_Schillie._--"Mention such a thing again, and see how I will punch you,

Miss, just as if I would walk one yard nearer those wretches, than the

horrid narrow limits of this island oblige me. No, if they were dying by

inches for want of their kettle I would not stir one step to give it

them."

_Serena._--"How severe you are upon them, little Mother, I hate the sight

of them, but I don't think I could see them starve."

_Sybil._--"Indeed I should not care what became of them, or what fate

happened to them so that they were all dead."

_Gatty._--"There, Madame, there, hear what your pattern of gentleness

and goodness says. Don't talk to me any more about being more like a boy

than a girl. Here Syb declares she would like to see the pirates roasted

alive."

_Sybil._--"Now, Gatty, how can you?"

_Gatty._--"You said you did not care what became of them; perhaps flayed

alive will suit you better."

_Sybil._--"Horrid girl, how you make me shudder."

_Madame._--"I feel perfectly correct in saying, Gertrude, that you are

merely giving voice to your own ideas, and not to my gentle Sybil's."

_Sybil._--"Then, dear Madame, I must undeceive you, for, when I look at

Serena, I don't think I should care whether they were roasted or not."

_Madame._--"My child, my dear child, since when have you adopted these

notions, so foreign to your mild nature?"

_Sybil._--"I don't know, indeed, Madame; but I am ready to fire off a

gun if it is necessary to drive them away."

_Madame._--"You see, Madam, what an effect it has had upon our household

already, the visit of these pirates."

_Mother._--"Then, Madame, we must hope no worse effects will ensue. At

present I admire Sybil's spirit and energy, and think she wanted but

that to make her almost what you think her, perfection."

_Gatty._--"I don't like the change at all. Nothing I can do to her now

frightens her. I found the most frightful old bloated toad yesterday,

and put it on her fat white arm, saying 'there's a pirate for you, Syb,'

and, would you believe it, she neither shrieked or screamed, but said

quite savagely, 'I only wish it was, and that I could make away with him

as quickly as I could this poor toad.' It is quite provoking, all my fun

is gone."

_Oscar._--"Perhaps, aunt Sib, you won't mind learning to fire a gun

now."

_Sybil._--"Not at all, dear boy, but (adding quickly) you know we must

not shoot at present for fear of discovering ourselves."

_Felix._--"Oh, she's a coward yet, she most certainly is."

_Lilly._--"She was no coward when she went to the ship that dark night,

boy" (indignantly).

_Zoe._--"I am sure she is as brave as any of us when occasion requires"

(more indignantly).

_Winny._--"Yes, indeed, all her stories are full of brave people, and

they are such pretty stories."

_Schillie._--"Well, children, don't let us have any more of this mawkish

dispute. Aunt Sib is agreed to be nearly perfection by you all, and when

I see her looking steadily at a spider without a wink I'll think her so

too. It is lucky she has turned out so brave, as we may want her

services, and I trust you will all follow her worthy example. I intend

organizing an army, and making myself field-marshal thereof; and if you

make good soldiers, and obey the word of command, I'll tell you the

story of the little jack-daws."

The house the men built, which we called Pirate Hall, was magnificent

compared to our poor dear Cartref Pellenig, and was made with such

rapidity, speed, and neatness, our clerk of the works fell into fits of

envy and jealousy. We had visited it very often without being

discovered; but the children, from sheer mischief, used to carry off

things of all kinds back to our cavern, and we were unable to prevent

them, as they almost considered it an act of duty to do so. I would not

let them go; besides, we might have been discovered, as, through the

loss of different things in such a strange manner, they must suspect

some other people were on the island. Schillie, Madame, and I had many

private conversations regarding these pirates and their settling on the

island; for we were not so hopeful as to think if they settled here

permanently we could always escape notice. Some inadvertence on our

part, some chance on theirs, an earthquake, any of these things might

discover us.

Schillie imagined, from the peculiar way in which Pirate Hall was built,

they meant to use it as a storehouse, and that probably the vessel would

return, take off the ten men, now our neighbours, and only visit the

island when they had to store away their ill-gotten gains, or from bad

weather. I agreed with her, and further added, that probably the old

house had been built for the same purpose, but that their rendezvous

had been disturbed by the extraordinary snake which had been so nearly

fatal to us. Now that it was dead they were again making use of the

island, and we must be prepared for this and any other disagreeable

occurrence that their proximity to us would cause.

Madame hoped that if they really took permanent possession of the

island, we might in some manner contrive to quit it, either through

their ships and boats, or from my brother's ship, which we knew had been

stationed on the South American Coast, for the purpose of exterminating

the pirates, and discovering their hordes. And if he ever pursued one,

in endeavouring to reach this island, he might be led on after them, and

so discover us.

I doubted their permitting so safe and convenient a spot being

discovered. However time would show, and without any event occurring,

that could be interesting to others than ourselves, time brought the

pirate's vessel back again. Henceforward its visits were at all times

and all hours, never staying above a day when it did come, then all

hands worked hard to unload and refit again. Sometimes everybody went in

it. Sometimes two or three remained behind. And it was on one of these

occasions we had a most dreadful fright. Hearing a noise amongst the

brushwood at the top of the cavern, we found out in a minute, one or all

of the pirates were up there. Almost before the thought rushed through

us, there was a crash, a whizzing through the air, and the large heavy

body of one of the men fell into the midst of us, and lay there a

shapeless bloody mass. Voices were immediately heard, calling to the

man, and cautioning each other to beware. We heard the axe cutting away

the brushwood, which fell in the cavern amongst us, and fancied faces

were peeping down upon us, to see what had occurred to their companion.

We stood and sat motionless. They called to him, and speculated on his

fate, and wondered that they heard nothing from him. What should we do,

if they discovered our ladders. It seemed however that they were too

much alarmed at the unknown fate of their companion, to hazard their

lives in search of him, but left the place, saying something about ropes

and a further search.

And now what were we do? Here we were with the great body of a pirate in

the midst of us, who, though dead, inspired us with almost as much

horror and terror, as if alive. What could we do with the crushed and

horrid remains. This seemed to oppress us the most, and in thinking who

was to touch and move it, we lost sight of the danger we incurred from

the other pirates coming back to look for the body.

_Mother._--"Well! Schillie, what must we do?"

_Schillie._--"I shall not touch the beast!"

_Madame._--"The sight is frightful, I really must retire."

The three girls hung aloof, the little ones had hidden themselves out of

sight. Though I said nothing, I looked at Hargrave and Jenny.

_Hargrave_ (very mysteriously).--"I hassure you, Ma'am, I am not

haccustomed, that is, Ma'am, it is no business of mine. I ham not in the

'abits of touching corpses and hexcuse me, Ma'am, this is so very--oh

dear me whathever 'as come hover me. I shall faint, I know."

_Jenny_ (very pale and _resolute_).--"I think, Ma'am, if I rolled it up

in a sheet, we might drag it between us to some distant cavern, and bury

it in the sand."

_Oscar._--"No, Jenny, we must cut him in pieces, and carry him out bit by

bit into the sea."

_Felix._--"Yes, here is his own saw, that I took away the last time we

were at his house. He is only a pirate, Jenny, and quite dead; so, saw

away!"

_Jenny._--"Oh, Master Felix, I did not think you had the heart to be so

cruel."

_Oscar._--"Cruel! don't be absurd, Jenny. You don't care a bit for

cutting off the heads of the chickens so why should you mind cutting up

this great brute."

_Jenny._--"Oh! Sir, you really must excuse me, I cannot do it, even to

please you."

Our dilemma was really growing most painful. "Can one bury him here, as

he is, without touching him?" said I. "Oh no, Mother," said Oscar. "We

could never endure the place knowing this body was buried in it.

Besides, see where he has fallen just where we dine. At all events, if

you will none of you touch him, and he must be buried here, let us seek

another cavern to live in, one nearer the waterfall."

"Shall we follow Otty's advice," said I to the others, "it seems the

only thing we can do, but it is horrible."

"Cover up those unsightly remains, and let us begone," said Schillie,

"the place is getting horrible even now."

We ran for every sort of thing we could find to shovel the sand over

him, and though very soon out of sight, we worked harder and harder, as

if the more sand we put over him, the more we drove from us the horrible

sight. We then recollected the ladders, and Gatty and Serena ran up, and

let them down, and then swung themselves down by a rope, which we

fastened at the side of the cavern, in such a manner as to be hardly

apparent, and certainly of no use.

For a full hour after we had done, the children were throwing more sand

on the great Tumulus now before us, while we moved as many of our things

as we could to another cavern, smaller, less convenient, and darker. We

were so busy, that we forgot the pirates might come back, and were

therefore electrified at the sound of their voices above. They called

once or twice to the dead man, now buried many feet in sand, and of

course receiving no answer, we found they were preparing to let a man

down.

"Oh! Mother," said Oscar, "let us stone him well as he comes down, and

that will frighten him." "And let us hiss like snakes," said Felix,

"and he'll think he has got into a nest of big snakes." "Capital," said

Gatty, "it will be glorious fun." "No, we must shoot him," said

Schillie. "No, no, little Mother, do let us stone him, and hiss him

out," said all the little ones, and they ran to collect stones.

"Indeed, Schillie, I think the children's idea a very good one. If he is

well stoned he won't come down, and if we hiss they will certainly think

us snakes and, being already fearful about them, who knows but the fear

of their being in the caverns of the island may drive them all away."

_Schillie._--"Did ever any one hear of anything so silly. As if a man

with an ounce of brains would be taken in by such a child's trick as

this."

_Oscar._--"Then keep the guns ready, cousin, and you and I will have a

shot at him if necessary."

"Agreed," said she. "Now make haste, every one hide in different

corners; he is coming down."

Most of this conversation was, of course, in whispers. Gatty was to give

the signal for the stoning operations by her most accomplished hiss.

A sudden burst of daylight; he was cutting the brushwood away to

investigate as far as he could before descending. We were all like

silent mice. Three hairy faces peered down. We shivered, and picked up

the biggest stones. Now then he is coming, they say all right in

Spanish, and he requests they will let him down very slowly. Now we see

his legs, now his body, now the whole of him. Why does not Gatty give

the signal? Lower and lower, I must hiss in a minute if she does not; at

last he is fairly half way down. A great hiss, a perfect hurricane of

hisses ensues, and a shower of stones aimed with such right goodwill

that the man roared again. In their start and alarm above they had let

him slip down suddenly a few feet, but his violent cries and entreaties

to be drawn up were quickly attended to, and, amidst incessant hitting,

and such a volley of stones that I do not think one inch of his body

escaped a bruise, he disappeared from our sight.

We heard him groaning and moaning above, while the others questioned

him. He was too much stunned however to say anything as far as we could

make it out, and presently we found they were lowering him down from the

cliffs near Cartref Pellenig, as the easiest way of getting him home.

From our peep-holes we had the satisfaction of seeing our enemy in a

deplorable state, and apparently insensible, which Gatty averred was her

performance, as she aimed particularly at his head.

As Madame observed, a most unladylike proceeding!

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