WE FALL IN WITH A DERELICT; AND MEET WITH AN ACCIDENT.

That evening, short though it was--for Harper insisted that we should

all retire early--was the most delightful that I had ever spent,

although everybody would persist in talking of what they termed my

"exploit", the ladies telling me over and over again how profound was

their gratitude to me for saving the life of the being who was

evidently, to them, the most important person in the world, while the

men said all sorts of complimentary and flattering things about my

courage in plunging overboard in such a tremendous sea, and so on, so

that my cheeks were aflame with blushes all the time. But the absolute

sincerity of their gratitude and admiration and the friendly warmth of

their feeling toward me were so transparently evident in everything they

said, that despite the feeling of embarrassment that oppressed me, I was

very happy, the more so that nothing was said or even hinted at

concerning a reward for what I had done. For--perhaps because of my

youth--my pride was intensely sensitive; and while I greatly valued

their gratitude and friendship--and I may as well be frank enough to

add, their admiration--any hint of reward would have wounded my

self-respect to the quick.

In consequence of the doctor's injunction as to our early retirement

that night, we did not adjourn to the drawing-room, as usual, but when

the cloth was removed Mrs Vansittart announced her intention of

remaining with us while we sipped our coffee and Harper and Monroe

smoked their cigars; and Miss Anthea also remained. And it was then

that I learned how very narrow had been the escape of the lad Julius

from drowning.

It appeared that when, owing to the sudden and violent lurch of the

ship, he had been hurled athwart the deck and against the lee rail of

the poop, the impact of his body upon the hard wood was so severe that

the breath was completely knocked out of him, while the pain must have

been so great as practically to paralyse him for the moment and render

him quite unable to do anything to help himself. Hence the probability

was that, once in the water, he would have sunk for good and all, and

that but for my promptitude in diving after him he would never again

have been seen. And when at length he was got aboard, he was so nearly

gone that Harper's skill and resources were taxed to their uttermost for

more than two hours before any sign of returning animation manifested

itself; while it was not until the afternoon was well advanced that the

medico was able to assert with assurance that the lad would recover.

Even so, there was the probability that, with all the care and skilful

treatment he could possibly receive, it would be at least three or four

days before Julius could be up and about again.

According to routine, it was my eight hours out that night; but Harper's

fiat had already gone forth that I was to spend the whole night in my

bunk. Therefore upon leaving the dining-room I at once retired to my

cabin, turned in, and slept soundly until I was called at eight o'clock

on the following morning, when I arose, thoroughly recuperated, and

feeling as well as ever.

The first thing I noticed, while dressing, was that it was a brilliantly

fine morning, for the sunshine was streaming powerfully in through my

port, flooding the cabin with its radiance; and the next thing was that

the ship's motion was easy and buoyant, from which I inferred that the

gale was over and that we had passed beyond the area over which it had

swept. But in this last supposition I was mistaken, as was to appear

later. Still, when I went on deck everything went to justify the

belief, for the sky was cloudless, the wind had sunk to a royal breeze

from the eastward, the sea had gone down, leaving nothing but a long low

northerly swell, and we were reeling off our twelve knots easily and

comfortably, as I learned had been the case ever since midnight.

When I climbed to the poop, Mrs Vansittart was already there, attired

in a fine-weather rig of white, with a white cover on her yachting cap.

She immediately came up to me and, shaking hands, expressed the hope

that I had entirely recovered from the effects of yesterday's ducking

and exertions. Then, as I replied in the affirmative and in return

enquired how her son was progressing, she deftly drew me aft to the

taffrail, out of earshot of Briscoe, the second mate, who was sourly

regarding us both, and said:

"Now, Walter, there is just a word or two that I want to say to you, and

this is as good an opportunity as any to say it. I will not repeat what

I said to you last night in reference to my gratitude to you for saving

dear Julius's life, for I hope I then made it quite clear to you that I

shall always regard myself as under an obligation to you which it will

be quite impossible for me ever adequately to repay. But this is what I

wish you to understand. I have decided that in the interests of good

discipline, and to guard against the possibility of arousing unworthy

jealousy,"--here, whether by accident or design, she allowed her gaze to

rest for a moment upon the second mate's somewhat ungainly figure--"I

shall treat you, while on duty, precisely as I do my other officers,

making no distinction whatever in my behaviour between you and them. I

feel sure that you would prefer it so; would you not? Of course. Very

well, then, that is clearly understood between us; but I thought it best

to mention the matter, so that there shall be no misapprehension.

"And now, as to Julius. The dear boy is very much better, I am thankful

to say; but Dr Harper thinks it is best that he should remain in bed

for to-day at least. I find that he has not the faintest recollection

of what happened to him after he fell into the water until he came to

himself in his bed, so I have told him everything, and made it perfectly

clear to him that he owes his life to you. Of course he is grateful,

and wishes you to go down and see him a little later on in order that he

may personally thank you; but--well--if he should seem not quite so

grateful to you as he ought to be I beg that you will not think badly of

him, Walter. Having been unconscious all the time that he was in the

water, I can quite understand--cannot you?--that he is unable to

appreciate very clearly the awful risk you ran in effecting his rescue,

and the magnitude of his indebtedness to you. And--yes--there is

another thing. He is an only son--and--well, I am beginning to think

that perhaps we have all united together to spoil him a bit, so that,

you see--"

The poor lady was becoming more and more embarrassed with every word she

uttered, I therefore thought it high time to come to her relief; so I

said:

"Dear madam, I beg that you will not distress yourself by attempting any

further explanation. I see exactly how the matter stands; and believe

me, I shall not be in the smallest degree disappointed if I find that

Julius's gratitude is less eloquent in its expression than your own.

After all, he is still very young; he has no knowledge of what actually

happened, except what you have told him; and I doubt very much whether

any boy of his age possesses the capacity to conjure up a very lively

feeling of gratitude for an obligation of which he knows nothing except

from hearsay. Therefore I hope that you will not allow yourself to

worry over any seeming lukewarmness on his part."

"Thank you, Walter; a thousand thanks!" she said, laying her hand upon

my arm. "It is generous of you to feel about it as you do, and it

increases the load of my obligation to you. But I see that you

perfectly understand, so I will say no more about it. As soon as Dr

Harper says you can see Julius, I will send for you."

The interview with Julius took place shortly after six bells in the

forenoon watch, the boy's mother and the doctor being present; and after

what the former had said to me by way of preparation, I was not at all

surprised to find that Master Julius's thanks were expressed in a very

perfunctory, offhand manner, with not much of the ring of sincerity

about them. But I made allowances for him, for I saw that the lad was

still only in the early stage of convalescence; also, it was perfectly

clear that he did not in the least realise the fact that he had all but

lost his life.

The cabin in which he lay was very large, light, airy, and most

beautifully furnished, with every convenience and luxury that the most

fastidious person could possibly desire; and it was quite painful to see

its occupant, on his handsome and capacious brass bedstead, under a most

beautiful embroidered silk coverlet, and surrounded by everything that

heart could wish for, lying there wan, peevish, irritable, dissatisfied

with everybody and everything, seemingly because his doting parents had

gratified his every whim and humoured his every caprice. It was quite

evident that he regarded me with almost if not quite as great distaste

as ever; he even seemed to consider it a grievance that he owed his life

to a despised Britisher; and seeing how acutely his mother was

distressed at his ungracious manner toward me, I contented myself by

saying a few words of sympathy with him on his illness, and brought my

visit to a speedy close.

Five bells in the afternoon watch had just been struck, and I was once

more on duty, when a man who had been sent aloft to attend to some small

matter hailed the deck from the main topsail yard to report that, some

ten miles distant, and broad on our weather beam, there was something

that had the appearance of a dismasted wreck. In reply to this the

skipper, who was on deck, requested Kennedy to take the ship's telescope

up into the main topmast crosstrees and ascertain what the object really

was. This was done; and in due time the mate came down and reported

that the object, as seen through the glass, proved to be a biggish lump

of a craft, either a ship or a barque, totally dismasted, with the

wreckage of her spars still floating alongside, and to all appearance

derelict. We at once hauled our wind, and shortly afterward tacked; and

by eight bells we were up with the wreck and hove to within biscuit-toss

to leeward of the craft. Then Briscoe, the second mate, in charge of

one of the whalers, was sent away to give the derelict--for such she

seemed to be--an overhaul.

The craft was a wooden vessel, of about our own tonnage, painted black

with a broad white ribbon chequered with false ports; she had a Dutch

look about her; and, from her model, was evidently somewhat elderly.

She had been ship-rigged, and from the appearance of the wreckage

alongside had been caught unawares, very probably by the recent

hurricane, and dismasted. She had a short, full poop, and as she rolled

heavily toward us we caught sight of what looked like the shattered

framework of a deckhouse close abaft the stump of her foremast; also,

there were the remains of two boats dangling from davits on her

quarters; from all of which appearances we concluded that she had passed

through a pretty desperate experience.

But what had become of her crew? There had been no sign of them when we

closed with and hailed her, nor had any of them appeared since; yet the

wreckage of the boats hanging from her davits made it difficult for us

to believe that they had abandoned the ship. True, there was no sign of

a longboat such as is usually stowed on the main-hatch of a merchantman,

but we could hardly believe that the crew had taken to her in preference

to the two quarter boats; for after the fall of the spars it would have

been difficult to launch so heavy a boat, unless indeed they had run her

overboard, fisherman fashion, through the wide gap in her bulwarks

amidships on both sides, where not only the planking but also the

stanchions had been swept away.

Shortly after the departure of Briscoe we drifted into a position which

enabled us to get a view of the stranger's stern. This confirmed our

first surmise respecting her origin, for beneath a row of smashed cabin

windows we read the words: "Anna Waarden. Amsterdam."

Briscoe remained aboard the wreck about three-quarters of an hour; and,

upon his return, reported that the craft was derelict, and that there

was nothing to show how the crew had left her, except that it appeared

to have been with the utmost suddenness, for there was no sign of their

having taken anything with them. Even the ship's papers--which he found

in the captain's stateroom and brought away with him--had been left

behind; and that the disaster could only have occurred very recently was

proved by the logbook, which had been entered up to within a few hours

of the moment when the hurricane struck us, while Briscoe had found the

chronometer still going.

He added that he had sounded the well and found barely a foot of water

in it; and that, after careful examination, he had come to the

conclusion that the hull was sound. If Mrs Vansittart would supply him

with a crew, he believed he could fit the craft with a jury rig and take

her into port. The logbook showed that she had sailed from Batavia,

homeward bound for Amsterdam, sixteen days before the date upon which we

fell in with her; while her papers made it clear that she was laden with

a cargo quite rich enough to justify the attempt at salvage. The result

of this report was that Mrs Vansittart summoned the crew aft, explained

to them, through Kennedy, the nature of the second mate's report and his

request to be allowed to salve the hull and cargo, and then called for

volunteers for the job.

The prospect of salvage money proved tempting enough to induce some

twenty men to come forward, of whom Kennedy chose fifteen, including the

boatswain's and carpenter's mates; whereupon the purser was instructed

to make up the men's accounts to date and pay them off. While the first

part of this business--namely, the making up of the accounts--was being

attended to, those who had volunteered went below and packed their kits,

then brought them on deck and threw them into the first cutter, which

Mrs Vansittart gave them, after which they went aboard the Hollander

and got to work.

The arrangement was that if Briscoe found the ship sound, he was, if

possible, to follow us to Colombo. If the yacht should be there upon

his arrival, he was to turn over his salvaged vessel to the proper

authorities, and, with his crew, rejoin the _Stella Maris_. But if for

any reason this plan should be found impracticable, he was to act

according to his own discretion, preferably navigating the ship to the

nearest port at which she could be refitted, and thence taking her home.

Half an hour afterward Grimwood, the purser, reported that he had made

up his accounts and withdrawn from the safe the amount of money required

to pay off the volunteers, whereupon I was ordered to take the whaler,

which was still in the water, veered astern, convey the purser aboard

the other craft, and, while he was engaged upon his business, take a

look round and consult with Briscoe, to determine whether the latter had

all that he was likely to require.

Investigation showed, as was of course to be expected, that the craft

was amply supplied with provisions and water for a long voyage, and also

that both were undamaged, while she was also well found in every other

respect. As soon, therefore, as the purser had finished his task--not

without having some of his accounts disputed--we bade the adventurers

farewell, wished them a safe and prosperous voyage, climbed down into

our boat, and returned to the yacht, which, after I had made my report

to the skipper, filled away and proceeded for Colombo, just as the sun

was dipping below the horizon.

I may mention here that we saw no more of Briscoe and his crew. They

did not turn up at Colombo during our sojourn there; and it was not

until long afterward that I learned that, after a very protracted and

adventurous voyage, the _Anna Waarden_ safely reached Durban, where she

refitted, ultimately arriving safely in Amsterdam.

At ten o'clock in the morning of the fifth day after parting company

with Briscoe, we entered Colombo harbour and came to an anchor in six

fathoms. The boy Julius was by this time sufficiently recovered to show

once more on deck, but his health was still such as to cause his mother

some anxiety; therefore, after anxious consultation with Harper, it was

arranged that he should be taken up to Kandy and given a fortnight's

thorough change of air and scene. The whole party--that is to say, Mrs

Vansittart, her son and daughter, and Monroe--therefore packed up their

traps and went ashore immediately after luncheon; and we saw no more of

them for a full fortnight. At least we saw no more of them down aboard

the yacht; but after they had been gone some three or four days Kennedy

received an invitation to go up to Kandy, to dine and spend the next day

there; and when he returned he brought with him a similar invitation for

me, it being now impossible for us both to be out of the ship together,

since, immediately upon Briscoe's departure, I had been temporarily

promoted to the position of second mate, with the promise of permanent

confirmation in the event of Briscoe not rejoining us. So in my turn,

up I went to Kandy, and enjoyed the trip immensely, being most warmly

received by everybody except Julius, who seemed wholly unable to conquer

his antipathy toward me.

When the party returned to the yacht they were all, Julius included,

looking vastly better for their sojourn among the hills; indeed the boy

appeared better in health than I had ever seen him before, and I thought

there was a shade of improvement in his temper also. They came aboard

about half-past five o'clock in the evening, and, we having been

previously warned by letter, the moment that they stepped in on deck we

hove up our anchor, started our engine, and proceeded to sea, in order

that we might avoid spending the night in the insufferable heat of the

harbour. We kept the engine going until we had rounded Dondra Head and

were heading north, with Adam's Peak square off our port beam, when we

made sail, bound for Calcutta, where we arrived exactly a week later.

We lay at Calcutta a whole month, during which Mrs Vansittart and her

party toured India from end to end, seeing, according to her own

account, everything worth seeing. And while she was thus engaged, we of

the wardroom did our modest best to enjoy ourselves, first of all seeing

everything that was worth seeing in and about the city; and afterward

engaging a native pilot to take us in the motor launch to the

Sunderbunds, where, braving malaria, snakes, and all other perils, we

spent a week shooting, the four of us who constituted the party bagging

seven tigers between us, to say nothing of other and less formidable

game.

From Calcutta we sailed for Moulmein, where we remained four days,

getting a hurried glimpse of Burma and the Burmese; then we sailed for

Singapore, at the southern extremity of the Malay Peninsula. But on the

night of our third day out from Moulmein, while we were bowling merrily

along with a spanking wind abeam, reeling off a good twelve knots by the

log, we struck something which we conjectured to be a piece of

practically submerged wreckage; for when we afterwards came to

investigate the matter, the look-out on the forecastle head vowed by all

his gods that, although he was keenly alert, he had seen nothing. The

incident occurred during the middle watch, while Kennedy was in charge,

consequently I was below and asleep at the time. But I was awakened by

the shock, although it was not very severe. Kennedy rushed aft to the

taffrail to see if he could catch a glimpse of the object, whatever it

might be; but although the night was starlit it was too dark to see very

distinctly, and although he imagined that, as he stood there at gaze, he

saw something break water some eight or ten fathoms astern, he could not

be sure.

He wheeled about, and, running forward to the break of the poop, gave

orders to let fly the royal and topgallant halyards and sheets and to

back the mainyard, also instructing the carpenter to sound the pump

well. For a few moments, while these things were doing, there was some

confusion, what with the watch bustling about the decks, and those below

rushing up on deck to see what had happened--among them being Mrs

Vansittart, who appeared on the poop wrapped in a dressing-gown. But

presently the ship was brought to the wind and hove to, and the

confusion began to subside, especially when the carpenter reported that

the ship was making no water.

Mrs Vansittart, apprehensive that we might have run down some small

native craft, ordered our remaining cutter to be lowered and sent me

away in charge to investigate; but after pulling about for more than an

hour I was unable to find anything, and at length returned to the ship

in response to a rocket recall. Meanwhile, the carpenter had been

below, and, after a most careful investigation, had returned with the

report that he could find no indication that the ship had sustained the

slightest damage; consequently, upon my return, the cutter was hoisted

up and sail was again made. But on the morrow, with the arrival of

daylight, the discovery was made that all three blades of our propeller

had been completely shorn off, a mishap which, a little later on,

resulted in landing us in what might have been a very awkward mess.

Possibly this accident may have had the effect of reminding our lady

skipper of something that had all but slipped her memory. Be that as it

may, the loss of our propeller blades had no sooner been discovered than

she issued certain orders, in response to which several heavy cases were

swayed up on deck and opened, with the result that when the sun went

down that night the _Stella Maris_ was an armed ship, sporting two

main-deck batteries of beautiful four-inch quick-firing guns of the most

up-to-date pattern, six of a side, with two one-pound Hotchkisses on her

forecastle, and four Maxims on her poop.

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