PROGRESS MADE IN BUILDING A VESSEL--TOOLS BREAK--SIGNAL KEPT FLYING--A
SAIL SEEN--THE FLYING BEACON--A NIGHT OF SUSPENSE--SIGNAL GUNS FIRED--AN
ANSWERING GUN HEARD--A MAN-OF-WAR STEAMER IN SIGHT--A BOAT COMES ON
SHORE--TOM AND HIS FRIENDS GET ON BOARD HMS BELLONA, CAPTAIN MURRAY, AND
FIND CAPTAIN ROGERS--FALL IN WITH A DISMASTED JUNK--JONATHAN JULL AND
HIS WIFE--SUSPICIOUS APPEARANCE OF JUNK--JULL AND HIS WIFE TAKEN ON
BOARD THE BELLONA--THE JUNK BLOWS UP AND FOUNDERS--THE BELLONA PROCEEDS
ON HER COURSE--PASS A REEF--A WRECK SEEN--VISITED--SUPPOSED TO BE THE
DRAGON--NO ONE FOUND ON SHORE--BELLONA REACHES HONG-KONG--JULL
DISAPPEARS--CAPTAIN ROGERS ASSUMES COMMAND OF THE EMPRESS.
The midshipmen and doctor had been somewhat over sanguine in regard to
the rapidity with which the proposed craft could be built. They had not
taken into account the damage the tools would receive from unskilful
hands. They were constantly striking bolts and nails with their adzes
and hatchets, blunting the edges. One of their two augers broke, and
they had reason to fear that the second was injured. Tim Nolan cut
himself badly, and was unable to work for several days. Two of the
party were obliged to go off and fish for some hours, as the fish caught
on one day were unfit for food on the next. Several of the ribs, from
being unscientifically shaped, had to be taken down and reformed. Two
or three were split so as to render them useless. Tom and the doctor,
who were the architects, exerted all their wits, for practical skill
they had none, and they often regretted the want of such training.
"If every sea officer were to serve for a few months in a dockyard, he
would gain a knowledge which would be useful under our circumstances, at
all events," observed the doctor.
Still, by dint of sawing and chopping, they got a dozen ribs cut out and
fixed in their places. They improved too, and, Gerald declared, "would
have got on like a house on fire," had not one of the adzes been totally
disabled by the constant grinding which it required to restore the edge.
An axe also broke, and they had now only three tools for executing the
rougher work, beside some large chisels; but they found smoothing down
with these was a very slow process.
The doctor was constantly charging Jerry and Tim to be careful when
using the took. He was especially anxious about the auger. "If that
goes we shall be brought pretty well to a standstill, for I doubt if I
can replace it," he remarked. At last he determined not to let it out
of his own hands, and to bore all the bolt holes himself.
One day, however, as he was working away, a crack was heard, the auger
refused to advance. He drew it out; the tip had broken. Examining it
with a look of dismay, he sighed deeply, "Our shipbuilding must come to
an end, I fear, unless we can replace this simple instrument."
"We will try, however, and see what we can accomplish in the forge,"
said Tom.
"You forget that it is steel," observed the doctor; "it will be
difficult to soften it and afterwards to restore its temper."
"We can but try," repeated Tom; "a day or two won't make much
difference, and we can go on with the other parts of the vessel in the
mean time."
Tom was not disappointed; after repeated experiments he and the doctor
succeeded in putting a head to the auger, and their success encouraged
them to repair the first which had been broken; but they found that
neither worked as well as they had done before. At last, however, they
again broke.
Neither Tom nor Desmond were made of stuff which could easily be
defeated.
"We must try again," said Tom. "I have heard of a missionary in the
South Seas who built a vessel entirely by himself, without a single
white man to help him, in the course of three or four months. He had to
begin without tools, and with only a ship's anchor and chain cable, and
trees still growing in the forest. He set up a forge, manufactured
tools, saws, and axes, then taught the natives to use them. They cut
down trees, which they sawed up. He made ropes out of fibre, and sails
from matting; and the necessary iron-work, of which there was very
little in the whole craft, was formed from the remainder of the old
anchor; yet that vessel performed long voyages and during several years
visited numerous islands in the Pacific. Surely if one man can
accomplish such a work, we ought to be ashamed of ourselves if, with
materials all ready to our hands, we cannot build such a craft as we
want."
"Yes, my friend; but the missionary you speak of--the late lamented
Williams, who was murdered not far off to the west of us--was a
practical mechanic. He had studied blacksmith's work before he left
England, and must have possessed a large amount of mechanical talent,
such as none of us can boast of."
Encouraged by Tom, the doctor recovered his spirits, and once more their
shipbuilding progressed at fair speed. The main beams had been fixed
up, and the skeleton was almost complete, but as yet not a plank had
been fixed on. This, however, appeared to them comparatively easy work,
and no one entertained a doubt of the success of their undertaking.
Regular discipline had been maintained all the time. At daybreak Tom or
Desmond visited the hill, hoisted the flag, and took a look round. In
the evening, when the flag was hauled down, generally two went up, in
case a distant sail might escape the observation of one, and be
discovered by the other, when they intended to light the beacon fire, in
the hopes of attracting her attention.
Billy Blueblazes, who had got a sharp pair of eyes, whatever might be
said about his wits, had one evening accompanied Desmond. They stood
for some minutes scanning the horizon, but not a speck was visible in
the blue sky except here and there, where a sea-fowl was winging its way
towards the shore.
"It would save us a great deal of trouble if a vessel would come,"
observed Billy. "If we could build a steamer it would be very well; but
we may be becalmed for days together, and I should not like to go
through what we had to endure in the boat--mashed yams and oil. Bah!
I've not got the taste out of my mouth yet."
"You've put a good many things into it, though, since then," said
Desmond. "For my part, after we have done so much, I should be almost
disappointed if we were to be taken off before our craft was finished.
I should not exactly wish to go round Cape Horn in her, but I would go
anywhere else. I hope Rogers will decide on sailing for Hong-kong."
"At all events, I wish she was finished, for I am tired of that sawing
work," cried Billy.
"Well, Billy, we will haul down the flag, as there appears to be nothing
in sight; but before we go, just swarm up the flag-staff, and take
another look round; the horizon is remarkably clear, and you might see a
ship's royals, even though they were but just above it."
Billy did as Desmond asked him to do. Presently he took off his cap,
and waving it, shouted--
"A sail! a sail! to the eastward!"
"Are you certain of it?" asked Desmond.
"As sure as if I had it in my hand," answered Billy. "A ship's royals,
I am certain of it. I think, too, she is standing this way."
"Come down, then," said Desmond, "and I'll have a look out through the
glass." He had a telescope slung at his back. He swarmed up until he
reached the head of the shrouds, when, securing himself, he brought his
glass to bear in the direction Billy had pointed.
"You are right, Billy," he exclaimed, after taking a steady look through
it. "I can make out the fore, main, and the head of the mizzen royals.
A large ship too, and, as you say, she is standing this way, with the
wind from the eastward. She will not pass far from this either."
Having taken another steady glance through the glass, Desmond descended;
indeed, the thickening gloom by this time almost shut out the sail from
sight. He and Billy hurried back to the camp.
"Hurrah! hurrah!" they shouted out in one breath. "There is a ship
coming to take us off!"
The rest of the party were incredulous until Desmond fully described the
appearance of the sail. "And now let us get the beacon fire alight," he
exclaimed.
"No great hurry for that," said Tom.
"It could not be seen for some time, but we will carry up a supply of
fuel to keep it burning all night. There may be a sail, but you cannot
be positive she is standing this way, or if she is she may alter her
course, which will carry her to a distance from us," said the doctor.
"But I can be positive that she is standing this way," exclaimed
Desmond. "She may alter her course, but our fire will be seen."
At the doctor's suggestion, one of the oil barrels was rolled up that
the contents might increase the flame. Every one was eager to light the
beacon fire; even Billy forgot to propose that they should first eat
their supper.
The doctor remarked that as the ship was drawing near they should send
up a long spar, placed horizon tally with a burning mass at the end of
it, which from its greater height might be seen further off than the
fire on the ground.
His plan was adopted; the signal halyards were strong enough for the
purpose, and by means of a line at the other end it could be hoisted
without risk of burning the shrouds. He quickly manufactured a fusee,
so that the mass would not blaze up until the yard was fixed. The
material to be fired was composed of oakum mixed with gunpowder, canvas
saturated with oil, and bundles of shavings kept together with pieces of
iron hoop. Tom gave the word to hoist away, and "the flying beacon," as
Desmond called it, soon afterwards burst forth into a bright flame. The
fire below was then lighted, and as it blazed up it cast a lurid glare
over the whole island, on the ribs of their vessel, their hut below the
tall cocoa-nut trees, and the lower shrubs. At the same instant loud
screams were heard--the birds, startled by the unusual appearance,
mounted into the air, numbers flying towards the fire, and the party on
the hill had to use sticks to keep them off, as they darted here and
there, blinded by the light. More and more fuel was added, and as soon
as the doctor's flying beacon had burnt out, another of the same
description was hoisted.
"Well, if they don't see our fire they must be all asleep on board the
stranger," said Desmond.
"No fear of that," remarked the doctor; "in these seas, with reefs on
every side, depend upon it a bright look-out will be kept, or no ship
could get across with safety."
"If she stood on, as you supposed she was steering, she must be by this
time near enough to hear our gun," said Tom. "Bring up powder and
wadding, Bird."
Jerry eagerly hastened to obey the order. The gun was fired every five
minutes, although it was not likely, as the sound had to travel against
the wind, that it would be heard for some time on board the ship. Most
of the party had forgotten all about supper, until Billy exclaimed: "If
I don't get some provender, I shall collapse."
As the rest acknowledged that they were much in the same state, Peter
and Pat were sent to bring up a supply of food.
"Let there be plenty," said Billy; "we need not be on short commons now,
I hope!"
The supper was discussed by the light of the fire. Tom in the mean time
could not refrain from now and then looking out for an answering signal.
Hours went by, and all remained dark as before round the island. As to
sleeping, few would have closed their eyes even had they gone back to
the hut.
Tom had kept his watch in his hand to time the firing. The gun had just
been discharged and all was again silent, when, as he was about again to
give the order to fire, there came down on the breeze the boom of a
heavy gun.
"No doubt about the sort of piece that comes from, sir," exclaimed
Jerry. "The craft away there is a man-of-war, or I'm no sailor."
"I think so too," cried Tom; "they must have noticed our signals, and I
don't think the ship will pass by without sending on shore."
"We might go off to her in our boat," said Jerry.
"We should have a difficulty in finding her at night, so we shall be
wise to remain until the morning," answered Tom; "the wind is very light
and she is probably still a long way off, for I could not see the flash
of her gun."
Notwithstanding their belief that they were discovered, the party on the
island still kept their beacon fire blazing, and fired the gun at
intervals.
At length, pretty well tired out, all hands turned in with the exception
of two, who remained to keep up the fire and discharge the gun every ten
minutes.
Tom awoke at dawn of day and hurried up to join Desmond, who was keeping
the morning watch.
"Where is she?" he exclaimed eagerly.
"That is more than I can tell," answered Desmond. "I expected to see
her close to, and to have had a boat come on shore by this time."
"The mist hides her from us; see how it sweeps over the water from the
northward. As the sun rises depend upon it we shall see her," observed
Tom.
Still Desmond was in doubt; the mist was so light that he had not
hitherto observed it, and his eyes were dazzled by the glare of the
fire, which was still burning. Tom ran up the flag, so that it might be
seen the moment the mist should disperse. In a short time they were
joined by the rest of the party, who in various tones expressed their
disappointment at not seeing the stranger.
Presently the sun rose, and in a few seconds the veil lifted, disclosing
a large ship, her bulwarks just rising above the horizon.
"She is a man-of-war steamer," said Tom, who had been the first to take
a look at her through the telescope. "She's English too, for she's just
hoisted her ensign. There is smoke coming out of her funnel; she's
getting up steam. Hurrah! we shall soon have her here."
The excitement after this became general and greater than ever. Tom and
Desmond, however, were the only two of the party who witnessed the
approach of the British man-of-war with unmitigated satisfaction. The
men, having plenty of food, were in no hurry to go back to their routine
of duty. The doctor and Peter would be among strangers, besides which
the former, feeling assured that the vessel would in time be completed,
was anxious to perform a voyage in a craft constructed under his own
superintendence.
"The bother is, I shall have to keep that tiresome watch," murmured
Billy. However, he did not express himself openly to his messmates on
the subject.
The frigate came slowly on with the lead going and look-outs at frigate,
although she might not carry more than six or eight guns. At length she
got within about a mile of the island, when the screw was stopped and a
boat lowered. There was only one landing-place on the lee side, close
below the hill on which the flag-staff had been erected.
Tom, securing four handkerchiefs to the end of a spar, hastened down to
it to guide the boat in. On she came, pulled by six strong arms, a
lieutenant and midshipman in the stern sheets. Tom, Desmond, and Billy
stood ready to receive the strangers. The boat was quickly run up on
the beach, when the officers stepped on shore.
The lieutenant, observing the three midshipmen's tattered uniforms,
advanced towards them, and inquired as he shook hands, "Has an American
man-of-war been cast away here?"
"No, sir; but an American whaler was wrecked here a few weeks ago."
"Then who are you, and how came you here?" asked the lieutenant.
Tom in a few words narrated their adventures, and then asked, "And what
is your ship, sir?"
"The _Bellona_, Captain Murray--"
"What! Captain Alick Murray?" exclaimed Tom. "I served with him. He
is my brother Jack's greatest friend."
"Are you Captain Rogers's brother? That is extraordinary," exclaimed
the lieutenant, "for he is a passenger with us, going out to command the
_Empress_ in the China seas."
"My brother Jack on board! That is good news."
Tom now doing the honours, introduced the lieutenant to Dr Locock.
"Of course Captain Murray will be most happy to receive you on board,
with any of the survivors of the whaler's crew," said the lieutenant.
"I am much obliged to you; there is but one, and I shall be glad to
embrace the opportunity of visiting China," answered the doctor.
The lieutenant had received orders to return as soon as possible, but
Tom begged him to come and see the vessel they had commenced building;
though he had made up his mind to try and get Jack to come on shore
also, as he was ambitious to show their handiwork to him.
"You deserve great credit for the attempt," said the lieutenant, as he
examined the structure; "but I congratulate you on escaping the
necessity of making a voyage in her, for had she touched a rock, it is
probable that she would have gone to pieces."
After this remark Tom felt less anxiety to exhibit the vessel to his
brother Jack. The lieutenant now repeated that his orders were to
return immediately. The doctor merely requested that he might be
allowed to take his medicine case, instruments, and clothes.
"I shall be happy to let you have as many things as the boat will
carry," said the lieutenant; "but as the captain is in a hurry to
continue the voyage, he may be unwilling to send ashore again for any
other articles."
The boat was soon loaded with the doctor's property, the nautical
instruments, and the clothing which the men had appropriated, and then
rapidly made her way towards the _Bellona_. The doctor had written a
note, which he left in the hut, stating the name of the vessel wrecked
on the island, and the circumstances under which he and the only
survivor of the crew, with a party of English officers and men, had
quitted it. By his special request the stars and stripes were left
flying.
As the midshipmen followed the lieutenant up the side, they saw the two
captains standing on the quarter-deck, but even Jack did not recognise
his own brother. Tom, lifting the remnant of his cap, went aft, and
putting out his hand exclaimed--
"What, don't you know me, Jack?"
Captain Rogers looked at him for a few seconds, then wringing his hand
said, "How did you come into this plight, my dear fellow?"
Tom of course explained what had happened, while Gerald and Billy were
telling the same story to Captain Murray. Doctor Locock was of course
well taken care of by the surgeon, and invited into the ward-room. Tom
had a good deal to hear about family matters. Desmond and Billy
Blueblazes were soon made at home by the other young gentlemen of the
ship, while the men were equally cared for forward. Captain Murray did
not think it worth while to send on shore for the small part of the
whaler's cargo which had been saved, but he promised to give information
to the first American man-of-war he might fall in with, that she might
go for it if it was thought worth while.
The account which the midshipmen gave of the _Dragon_ caused
considerable anxiety. When Captain Murray heard that her machinery was
out of order, he felt satisfied that she had gone on to Hong-kong, and
as she would certainly be detained there for some time, she would not
even yet be able to get back to the Bonins.
"Perhaps," observed Tom, "Commander Rawson fancies we are lost, and if
so he is not likely to come and look for us."
The wind continuing light, the _Bellona_ steered on, soon leaving the
coral island far astern.
Shortly after they had got on board, Gerald asked Tom to try and learn
from his brother the reasons why his uncle had sent for him home.
"One of them was, I conclude, that as he expected to get a command
himself, he was anxious to have his nephew with him," answered Jack.
"Another is that in consequence of the death of several persons, young
Desmond is heir-at-law to a handsome estate and a title. His uncle
thought it better to have him near at hand, instead of knocking about
far away from home. There is likely to be a trial of some sort, but my
friend Adair is very sanguine of success. It may be several years,
however, before the matter is settled, as all depends upon the life of
the present possessor, who, although somewhat old, is hale and hearty.
But as he may possibly break his neck, or go out of the world suddenly
by some other means, it is well that Desmond should be on the spot to
claim his rights. I don't know whether Adair intended to let his nephew
know this until his arrival, but as it was not told to me in confidence,
I may mention it to you. However, use your own discretion in what you
say to your friend--only do not let him be too sanguine; but it may
perhaps make him take care of himself, which hitherto I suspect he has
not been apt to do."
Tom promised to be very discreet in what he said to Gerald, so as not to
disappoint him should he fail of success.
Towards the evening of the day the _Bellona_ had left the coral island,
a shout was heard from the look-out at the mast-head, "A rock on the
starboard bow!" An officer, however, going aloft with his glass,
pronounced it to be a dismasted vessel. The frigate was accordingly
headed up towards her, and on a nearer approach, from her peculiar
build, she was seen to be undoubtedly a Chinese or Japanese craft. It
was at first supposed that no one was on board, but as the steamer
neared, a flag was waved from the after part of the stranger.
The ship's way was accordingly stopped, and a boat was lowered. Captain
Rogers volunteering to examine her, Tom accompanied him. As they
approached they saw that she must have encountered bad weather, for not
only had she lost her masts, but she had no boats, and a considerable
portion of her upper works had been carried away, while her sides had a
weather-worn appearance, as if she had been a long time knocking about
at sea.
On getting on deck, one person only was to be seen, who, though dressed
as a Chinese, had European features.
"I am thankful you have fallen in with us, gentlemen," he said, in good
English, "for I don't know what would otherwise have become of this
craft or us."
"Of us! Is there any one besides yourself on board?" asked Jack.
"Yes, I have my wife with me--we were passengers on board; when the junk
was blown off the coast and lost her masts, the crew deserted in the
boat, leaving us to our fate."
"Your wife! Where is she?" asked Jack.
"She is below, sir," was the answer; "but she is a foreigner, young, and
timid, and was afraid to come on deck."
"What are you?--an Englishman?" inquired Jack.
"Well, as to that, I am more of an American, though I have been out in
these seas so long that I cannot say I belong to any nation. Still, I
have not forgotten my native tongue. I should be grateful if you would
take us in tow, or supply me with spars and canvas, so that I might find
my way back."
"That is more than you will be able to do, I suspect, with your craft
knocked about as she is, and probably leaking not a little, even with
the assistance of your wife," answered Jack. "As for taking you in tow,
that is out of the question--we should drag the bows out of her; but if
you will bring your wife and any property you possess on board, I can
answer for it that the captain will give you a passage to Hong-kong or
any other place at which we may touch where you desire to leave the
ship. You are a seaman, I presume, from your undertaking to sail back
the junk. What is your name, may I ask?" said Jack.
"Jonathan Jull, at your service."
"That name has a Yankee smack about it, certainly," observed Jack.
"Well, Mr Jull, I'll overhaul the craft, and report her condition to
the captain. He may possibly think fit to take her in tow, but I can
make no promises on the subject. In the mean time prepare your wife for
accompanying you on board."
While Jonathan Jull went into one of the after cabins, Jack and Tom,
with two men who had come on board, went round the junk. She had a
considerable amount of cargo on board, of a somewhat miscellaneous
character. Jack ordered the well to be sounded. Tom and one of the men
performed the operation, and reported three feet in the hold, a large
amount of water for a flat-bottomed craft. They had not long continued
their search when Tom exclaimed--
"Look here; these are suspicious-looking marks. I have already observed
others. They are evidently caused by bullets. See, in several places
pieces of wood have been chipped off, and here is a bullet sticking in
the planking."
"What do you think of this, sir?" asked one of the men, pointing to some
dark splashes on the deck and side of the vessel.
"That's blood; there can be no doubt about it. I suspect that there has
been some foul work on board," observed Jack. "I wonder whether Mr
Jull can account for the circumstance."
"He, at all events, will give his own version of the matter," remarked
Tom.
On a further search other signs of violence were discovered. Jack began
to suspect that the man's account of being deserted by the crew was not
a true one. He resolved, however, before questioning him, to take him
on board the _Bellona_, to let Captain Murray decide what to do. "It
appears to me that unless several hands are placed on board to keep the
vessel clear of water, she must sink in a day or two if towed by the
ship; and that certainly Mr Jull, experienced seaman as he may be, even
with the aid of his wife, cannot, even were the craft supplied with
masts and sails, find his way back to China. He is far more likely to
run on a coral reef, or purposely cast his vessel away on one of the
many islands in these seas, and take up his abode there."
One thing was certain, there was something suspicions about the man.
Captain Rogers and Tom now made their way to the main cabin, where what
was their surprise to see a remarkably handsome young female bending
over a chest, in which she was engaged in packing up various articles
which Jonathan Jull, as he called himself, standing by, was handing to
her. Her complexion and countenance, as well as her costume, showed her
to be an oriental, probably a Malay, though her features were more
refined than those of Malays in general. She rose as she saw the
strangers enter the cabin, and unconsciously stood with her arms crossed
on her bosom, gazing at them with her large lustrous eyes, which
expressed more terror than satisfaction.
"I see that you are preparing to quit the vessel, Mr Jull," said Jack.
"I must beg you to make haste and stow that chest, as we cannot remain
much longer on board. Indeed, from her condition, it is impossible to
say when she may go down."
The man, without at first answering, turned to the Malay girl, and spoke
some words to her in her own language, on which she again knelt down and
continued packing the chest. There were several cases which the man
handed quickly to the girl, but the other things were chiefly articles
of clothing, with two or three jewel-hilted daggers, a short sword, and
a brace of long-barrelled, beautifully mounted pistols. He had been
apparently not desirous to allow the English officers to see the
contents of his chest. As soon as it was filled, having locked it, he
produced a stout rope and lashed it in a seamanlike manner.
"Now, sir, my wife and I are ready," he said, throwing a cloak over the
girl's head, with which she could conceal her features. "If your people
will lend me a hand to get this chest into the boat, I shall be
obliged," he continued. "As you say, sir, the craft is not very
seaworthy, and since I made you out I have neglected to keep the pump
going. I have been compelled to work at it for several hours every day,
or the leak would soon have gained on me."
The man as he spoke seemed perfectly cool and collected, and not at all
unwilling to go on board the ship of war. The chest, which was somewhat
heavy, was lowered into the boat, with the aid of a tackle which the
owner produced. He and his wife then followed, taking their seats in
the stern sheets. As the boat pulled away from the junk Jack observed
that she had sunk already much lower in the water than when he went on
board, and seemed to be settling down astern.
"That craft has sprung a fresh leak since we saw her first," observed
one of the crew, who had remained in the boat looking at the stranger.
"I heard a curious noise as we were alongside, as if water was rushing
in under the counter. We should have let you know if you hadn't come to
the side with the chest."
These words were spoken loud enough to be heard aft. Tom fancied that
he detected a peculiar expression pass over Jull's countenance, but the
man immediately resumed his unconcerned look, and spoke to his wife as
if endeavouring to quiet her apparent alarm.
The chest was hoisted on board, and the two persons who had been taken
from the junk were allowed to seat themselves on it, while Jack made a
report to Murray of his visit to the junk.
"Her cargo," he observed, "appears to be of considerable value, and it
would be a pity to lose it."
"We might get some of the most valuable portion out of her, but we must
not spend time about it," remarked Murray. "From your account, even
were we to take her in tow, she is not likely to keep above water. We
can afterwards examine this suspicious gentleman and his wife, although
I doubt whether we shall get much out of them."
"We are not likely to get much out of the junk either," said Jack,
pointing at her. "Look there!"
As he spoke the junk, towards which the frigate was steering, was seen
to lift her bows, and immediately afterwards a loud report was heard;
her stern and after decks were blown into fragments, and in a few
seconds she disappeared beneath the surface.
"Our friend there had no intention that we should make a further
examination of the craft," observed Jack. "Depend upon it, he had taken
effectual measures to prevent us from doing so after he had secured in
his chest the most valuable property on board."
"We have no proof that he was instrumental in her destruction, though
the circumstances are suspicious," said Murray. "He will of course tell
us what he thinks fit as to the cause of her sudden foundering and the
explosion on board, while we are prevented from making any further
examination of the signs of a conflict, which you suppose must have
taken place. We will, however, try to get some information out of the
man."
A few fragments of wood floating on the surface was all that remained of
the junk, as the frigate, now again put on her proper course, passed
over the spot where she had lately floated. Notwithstanding the
suspicions which were entertained about Mr Jull, Captain Murray wishing
to treat the man's wife with consideration, ordered a screen to be put
up on the main-deck, where she might be in private and have the chest
under her eye. He then sent for Mr Jull to come into the cabin, where
he, with Jack and the first lieutenant, were seated.
Jonathan Jull persisted in the story he had given to Jack, stating that
he had commanded an opium clipper, which had been cast away; and that he
had simply taken a passage with his wife on board the junk to go to
Shanghai, where he expected to find other employment. He glibly
announced the name of his craft, the _Swallow_, as well as the names of
his officers, and was running on with those of his crew when he was
stopped.
"That is not necessary at present," observed Captain Murray. But Mr
Jull seemed to be anxious that there should be no suspicion resting on
him. He next mentioned her tonnage and armament, and indeed everything
about her.
"All very good," said Captain Murray; "but can you account for the signs
of violence which we observed on board the junk--the stains of blood,
the chipped beams, the bullets sticking in the bulkheads?"
Captain Jull, as he announced himself, looked very much astonished.
"You have observed, sir, what I failed to discover," he answered, "and I
simply cannot account for the marks. If any violence occurred, it must
have taken place before I went on board the junk. The crew appeared
perfectly orderly, and only after the vessel had been dismasted, and
they found her drifting away from the shore, did they take to their
boats. For some reason, for which I cannot account, they refused to
allow my wife and me to accompany them."
"Very well, Mr Jull; but can you account for the junk sinking so soon
after you left her, and for the explosion?"
"She was leaking very much indeed, and probably a butt suddenly gave
way," answered Captain Jull. "In regard to the explosion, my wife had
lit a fire in a stove aft, and I suppose a cask of gunpowder must
inadvertently have been left in the neighbourhood. But this is merely
conjecture. She herself will tell you that she lit the fire."
It was very clear that the naval officers would not get any information
from Captain Jull which he was unwilling to give them. Although there
were several suspicious circumstances against him, Captain Murray did
not feel justified in making him a prisoner, and he therefore allowed
him to remain with his wife.
Tom and Gerald made themselves happy on board with their new shipmates,
and Billy was always liked wherever he went, never being out of humour
and having not the slightest objection to be laughed at, besides which
he had a store of amusing anecdotes, and was able to spin a good yarn,
and sing a merry song.
Tom had plenty to talk about to his brother Jack, who in course of time
gave him all the news from home. Captain Rogers had been very unwilling
to leave his wife, but the command of a ship having been offered him, he
felt himself bound not to refuse. It had cost Murray also not a little
to leave _Stella_.
"We shall have his magnificent little boy come to sea before long," said
Jack. "How old it makes one! It seems to me only yesterday since I was
a midshipman like you, Tom, and I can scarcely fancy myself even now a
post-captain."
"I hope I shall not be a midshipman long," said Tom, "and that Desmond
and Gordon will get promoted."
"There's little doubt about that," said Jack, "if there is anything to
do in China, and I fully expect there will be something, for the
government are sending out troops and more ships. The Chinese are too
self-conceited to give in without a sound thrashing. By-the-by, have
you told Desmond anything about his prospects?"
"No; I thought it might upset him," answered Tom. "I merely hinted that
you had heard from his uncle that there was a possibility of his
obtaining a fortune, but that there was some uncertainty, and as he did
not cross question me much, I got off without committing myself."
Jack commended Tom's discretion. "It would be better indeed that he
should hear the whole matter from his uncle, who will probably be sent
out to China, where we shall meet him before long," observed Jack.
The ship had run on for a couple of days, the weather continuing calm
and fine, though a favourable breeze would have been acceptable to save
coal. About noon land was sighted on the starboard bow. The master
stated that it was the Island of Dolores, very appropriately so called,
as it consists of a small patch of land rising up amid a collection of
coral reefs, which would prove the destruction of any unfortunate vessel
driven on them. The _Bellona_ had passed along the southern edge of the
group, and the glasses of several of her officers had been turned
towards the land to ascertain its appearance, when, just as they were
leaving it on the starboard quarter, the look-out from aloft hailed the
deck to say there was what appeared to him to be a wreck on an outer
reef off the western side.
The master and second lieutenant, on going aloft, were convinced that
such was the case, and the ship was accordingly headed in that direction
at half speed, a bright look-out being kept for any dangers which might
lie off at a distance from the reef below the water. As soon as the
ship arrived abreast of the wreck, two boats were lowered, and sent off
under the second lieutenant and master to examine and ascertain what she
was, and, if possible, what had become of her crew. Captain Rogers and
Tom went with the first-mentioned officer, and Desmond with the master.
As there appeared to be a channel leading up to the island, Captain
Murray directed the party in the boats, should no persons be found on
board, to make their way to the shore and see whether any people were
there or had been there lately.
The perfect calmness of the sea enabled the boats to get close up. As
they got near, they saw from her shattered condition that it was not
likely any one was remaining on board. When they were almost up to her,
Jack exclaimed--
"She is a steamer, for I see some of her machinery above water, and a
man-of-war too, and I very much fear that she is the _Dragon_."
"I am afraid that she is," said Tom. "That we shall soon learn,
however, when we get on board, for I know every inch of her, and knocked
about as she is, I should recognise something or other, which would put
the matter beyond doubt."
The ship lay broadside on the reef. The stern had been completely
knocked away, and nearly the entire part of the lower side, but the fore
part had suffered less, although the bulwarks had been swept off, and
the bowsprit had gone. Indeed, she greatly resembled the skeleton of a
vast animal, with the head attached.
There was but little footing anywhere, but Tom and Desmond, getting over
the rocks, scrambled up.
"Yes, this is the old craft; there is no doubt about it," said Tom,
after they had made such a survey as was possible.
"I am very sure of it," answered Desmond. "If Bird or Nolan had come
with us, they would have known this part of the ship even better than we
do."
They were now joined by Captain Rogers, who was perfectly satisfied that
they were right. For a few seconds he stood contemplating the sad
remains of the once gallant vessel he had commanded. What his thoughts
were may be imagined. Whether or not he heaved a sigh is not known, but
Jack Rogers was not addicted to being sentimental.
"We must ascertain whether any of the poor fellows have escaped," he
exclaimed, leading the way to the boat. "We will now carry out Captain
Murray's directions, and visit the island."
The boats were accordingly steered for the shore. It required a careful
look-out to keep in the right channel, so that the rocks, which appeared
in all directions under water, might be avoided.
The shore was reached at last, but no one was seen, though fragments of
the wreck were found scattered about and fixed in the crevices of the
rocks. Here and there were pieces of casks, cases, and cabin furniture,
but all were so shattered that it was impossible to recognise them.
The whole island was searched, but no huts had been put up. No remains
of fires were seen--indeed, there were no signs of any one having
landed; not even a skeleton was discovered.
"They must all have been lost, I fear," said Jack. "We can easily
conceive, with a fierce gale blowing, what a fearful surf would be
dashing over these rocks. Not a boat could live in it."
The other officers were of opinion that every one on board must have
been lost.
"Poor Archie!" said Tom to Desmond; "there's one of us gone, then. I
wish he had come in our boat, instead of accompanying the surveying
expedition. Captain Murray will be very sorry when he hears it."
As time was of consequence, and there was no object in searching
further, the boats put off and returned to the ship.
Captain Murray, while deeply regretting the loss of the _Dragon_, her
officers, and crew, was especially grieved to believe that his young
cousin, in whom he had taken so deep an interest, had perished also.
Both officers and men, however, soon got over their sorrow for
ship-mates and friends. They knew very well that such might be their
own fate some day, though, as is natural to human beings, they hoped to
escape it and die in their beds at a good old age, their fighting days
over and their gallant deeds done.
The _Bellona_ continued her course, passing through the Bashee Channel
to the south of Formosa, when she had a clear run for Hong-kong. At
length the lofty heights which extended from east to west along the
entire length of the island came in sight, and the _Bellona_ steered for
Sulphur Channel, which lies between the larger island and the little
island known as Green Island.
Steering through this channel, she entered the harbour of Victoria,
which assumed a completely land-locked appearance, being shut in on one
side by the Kowloon Peninsula and on the other by a point jutting off
from the main land, the former being only about a mile from the town of
Victoria.
The island of Hong-kong is of irregular shape, about nine miles long and
three broad. Besides the centre ridge there are a series of high lands
on either side of it. The Western end rises to the height of 1825 feet;
Victoria Peak, at the foot of which stands the town of Victoria,
creeping up the height from the beach. There are several other
harbours--Ly-tum on the southern side, and another on the west known as
Wong-ma-kok. On the western side of the neck of the peninsula which
forms the latter harbour is the military station of Stanley, where
barracks have been erected, as it was supposed that it would prove a
healthy position from being exposed to the south-west monsoon.
The _Bellona_ steamed up to an anchorage near Victoria. Among the ships
in the harbour was the _Empress_, which Jack Rogers was destined to
command. There were several vacancies, and Tom, Desmond, and Billy
Blueblazes accompanied her captain, who intended to get them appointed
to her. Bird, Nolan, and Casey were also entered on her books, and
Peter, from having been well treated on board the _Bellona_, expressed
his wish also to join; Jack, at Tom's recommendation, took him as his
steward. Dr Locock, expressing his gratitude for the kindness he had
received, went on shore, intending to remain until he could join an
American ship, either a man-of-war or a merchantman.
No sooner was the anchor dropped than the ship was surrounded by Chinese
boats with all sorts of provisions. Murray had not forgotten Captain
Jull and his wife. Before Captain Rogers left the ship, he sent Tom to
summon the man, intending to question him again to ascertain where he
was going. Tom in a short time returned saying that Jull and his wife,
with their chest, had disappeared, and no one could tell what had become
of them, he must have managed, while the officers and men were busily
engaged, to slip his chest through a port into a native boat alongside.
No one had, however, seen him; his Chinese dress and the cloak his wife
wore would have prevented them in the confusion from being observed.
"There is something not altogether right about that fellow, depend upon
it," said Jack. "He had good reason for not wishing the junk to be
brought into harbour, and he would have taken good care to destroy her
even if we had had her in tow. We might have brought him to a trial for
her loss, when very possibly he might have been recognised."
On mentioning the subject afterwards on shore, Murray learned that a
large fleet of piratical junks were said to be commanded by an
Englishman, but little was known about them, except from the
depredations they committed on the Chinese merchant shipping, and
occasionally on that of other nations, although they had hitherto
avoided the risk of interfering with English vessels.
The first inquiry Murray and Rogers made, on coming on shore, was for
the _Dragon_; but as neither she nor any of her crew had been heard of,
their fears that she was the vessel they had discovered on the reef were
confirmed.
The _Empress_ had been some time on the coast, and the members of the
midshipmen's berth were full of what they had seen and ready to impart
the information to Tom and Desmond, who had heard little or nothing of
what had taken place. They found several old acquaintances on board,
among whom was Charley Roy, whom they had met frequently in the Black
Sea. Charley could talk, and was not loth to make use of his talents.
"You fellows want to know all we have done and all we expect to do out
here," he began, the very first day they were on board. "The Chinese,
in my opinion, are the most obstinate fellows in the world; besides
which they beat all others in cunning and deceit--at all events, their
diplomatists do. They have a wonderful opinion of themselves, and don't
know when they are beaten; Lord Elgin has found that out. You, of
course, have heard of the thrashing we gave the Celestials at the Bogue
Forts, Canton, Pekin, and dozens of other places, and of the expedition
hundreds of miles up the big river, the Yang-tse-kiang, till we supposed
that we had brought them to order, but they were still too clever for
us, as you shall hear. You may have heard that Lord Elgin being
desirous of going right up to Pekin to exchange the necessary
ratifications of the lately formed treaty, a squadron of gun-boats was
sent up to escort him. As soon as they arrived off the Peiho, the
admiral sent an officer to announce the approach of the British
ambassador, but the Chinese commander refused him permission to land.
Of course this showed that they meant fighting."
"Before we commenced operations, however, a reconnoissance was made to
ascertain what obstructions were in our way. In the first place we
found that the forts, which before had been destroyed, were replaced by
earthworks, mounting a large number of guns, and that the two forts
higher up on the left bank were so placed as to rake any vessels which
might advance abreast of the forts on the right, these forts being
united by raised causeways. Right across the river also were no end of
stakes and booms, some of iron, each several tons in weight, forked
above and below so as to rip up any vessel striking them. There was
also a boom composed of three stout cables, one of hemp and two of iron
chain, while some hundred yards further on were two great rafts of
timber, stretching one from each bank, a passage being left between them
of scarcely sufficient width to allow even a gun-boat to pass through.
In front of the line of forts were ditches and wide spaces of soft mud,
over which it would be scarcely possible for storming parties to pass.
The Chinese declared that these arrangements were simply made to prevent
smuggling, and that they would be immediately removed.
"Another day passed, and no steps having been taken by the Celestials to
do as they had promised, the admiral sent in word to say that if the
obstructions were not removed he should take upon himself to do so by
force. Having waited three days, he resolved to bombard the fort on the
left. As our shot would have fallen into the town of Taku, the admiral
sent an officer to advise the inhabitants to provide for their safety by
leaving the place.
"They, however, replied that they did not receive orders from
foreigners, and that if we touched the barriers the batteries would open
fire upon us. Of course it now became necessary to attack the forts.
Three of the larger ships and nine gun-boats were sent in two divisions
to attack, in the first place, the Taku forts on the right bank, and one
of the gun-boats was directed to pull up the stakes so as to afford a
passage to the rest of the squadron. She at length succeeded and made
her way up to the boom. The moment she struck it, the Chinese batteries
opened on her with heavy guns. The other gun-boats took their stations
astern of her. Two unfortunately got aground, one on the northern
extremity and the other on the southern.
"The former, however, was notwithstanding still able to render some
service against the forts further down the stream. In an hour one of
the gun-boats was completely disabled; her commander killed, and out of
a crew of forty men, nine only remained unhurt; the admiral himself, who
was on board, being severely wounded. On this he shifted his flag into
another vessel, with which he went close under the forts. Here he
received a second wound, but still would not quit the fight. Unable to
move, he took his place on the bridge, when the chain against which he
was leaning was shot away, and he was thrown to the deck with such
violence that one of his ribs was broken. Three times injured, it might
have been supposed that he would have retired; but again shifting his
flag to another vessel, he remained on deck in his cot, and directed the
battle until, faint from loss of blood and pain, he consented to yield
up command to the senior captain, who took his place.
"Still the battle continued; but three of our gun-boats were on shore
and reduced to mere wrecks. We had, however, vessels and men sufficient
to carry on the fight. At last it was determined to storm the forts.
The soldiers, marines, and the blue-jackets detailed for the purpose
were landed; the commander of an American man-of-war showing his
sympathy by assisting with his boats in taking detachments of the
storming party on shore. The tide, which had gone out, had left large
banks of mud between the channel and the firm ground. Through this our
men had to wade for many yards, covered, however, by the guns of the
_Lee_, which opened fire for their protection. Scarcely, however, had
they left the boats than every gun still serviceable in the fort, with
numberless gingalls, rifles, and muskets, were directed upon them.
"One captain was mortally wounded, another severely hurt, and the
colonel of the marines fell desperately wounded. The third in command
still led on the storming party.
"The first ditch being nearly empty of water, was crossed, but a second,
close under the walls of the fort, was full; and here, finding his
immediate followers reduced to fifty men, while the larger party behind
was almost exhausted, nearly 300 having been stricken down in their
disastrous rush across the mud--he felt that it was his duty to wait for
reinforcements. On sending back, however, for them, the commanding
officer was obliged to refuse the request and to order him to retire, as
there were no men to be spared. As it was, they were nearly cut off,
for the tide rising, several boats had drifted up the stream. Some were
taken possession of by the Chinese; but others were recovered. During
the retreat the Chinese kept up a galling fire on our ranks, striking
down many, who lay helpless in the mud until the returning tide put an
end to their sufferings by washing over them.
"Not until past midnight did the commanders of the storming party,
having collected all the men they could discover, embark in the last
boat and return with heavy hearts to their ships. Six gun-boats were on
shore, and it was feared that all would be lost; but the tide, rising
higher than usual the next day, three were floated off, the others,
however, remained immovable. Altogether we lost 80 men killed on the
spot, and 350 wounded, many of whom died, among them being one of the
most gallant officers in the service, Captain Vansittart.
"This disaster has shown us that, after all, when the Chinese have the
advantage of strong fortifications, they are no contemptible enemies,
and that it will not do to despise them. Of course, they are not to go
unpunished for this last proceeding. As soon as the troops can be
collected and the ships are ready, we expect to go back to Peiho to
capture the Taku Forts and proceed on by land and water to Pekin, which,
if the emperor will not give up, we are to bombard and take possession
of. So you see you fellows have plenty of work before you. You need
not be afraid of that."
Tom and Desmond, in return for the information they had received, had a
still longer yarn to spin of the adventures they had gone through.
Billy occasionally put in a word.
"The worst part of the business was when we were nearly starving and had
to live on rotten yams and train oil. How would you fellows have liked
that?" he asked.
"Not very pleasant," observed Charley Roy. "But you, Billy, don't
appear to have suffered much from the fare you describe."
"I have had time to pick up again," answered Billy; "but I assure you
that for many weeks afterwards I was as thin as a whipping-post."