Beadle's Half Dime Library (no. 259) (1882 07 11)
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—— ale] ws > onl A iii es PUA en II ar, Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., at Second Class Mail Rates. Copyrighted in 1882 by BraD Single oY | PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY BEADLE AND ADAMS, Number. No, 98 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK. THE GOLDEN HARPOON; ° LOST Among A STORY OF THE WHALING GROUNDS. BY ROGER STARBUCE, AUTHOR OF ‘‘ THE BOY CAPTAIN,” ‘‘ THE BLACK SCHOONER,” ‘ETC,, ETC., ETO. ah — ~ a \ | iS WZ | N bell ina y} ATI R ANS;
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The Golden Harpoon. here and looking up now and then at those great towering cliffs that rise so far above the tops of our mast-heads.” \ ‘Until the ice comes,” said Briggs. “Why, Mr. Briggs, what do you mean?” said Alice, turning toward the first officer with an expression of alarm upon her face; ‘‘ this is the third time I’ve heard you speak about the ice. Is there really danger to.be apprehended from it? ‘* Ay, ay, Miss Alice, plenty of it,” bluntly responded the mate, ‘‘ and unless—” “You must poe ne ag thice a peiny ted APTER the captain. ‘‘ He fancies there is danger from — - pee that floe that you see off the quarter; but, THE GOLDEN HARPOON. you may believe me, whea I tell you, that it On the morning of the 25th day of _— will have drifted past us before night.” 18—, the whale-ship Montpelier, of New Lon- ‘There are undercurrents that’!] bring it upon don, anchored in one of the many bays that | us before the morning,” -persisted Briggs. open along the coast of Kamschatka, where it |.‘‘ This isn’t the first time I’ve sailed in these is washed by the waters of the sea of Ochotsk. | waters.” , As soon as everything was made snug alow ‘Oh, uncle!” said the young girl, placing both and aloft, the skipper rubbed his hands with | hands upon the éaptain’s shoulder; “the mate complacency, and a satisfied expression was | is an old sailer of this sea, while this is the first seen to cross even the face of Mr. Briggs, the |\time that you haye ventured in this quarter. [ first mate; who-was the ships grumbler. think you had better take his advice.” ‘‘ Good quarters,” remarked the captain. “Widdlestick!” exclaimed the captain; ‘‘ what “ Ay, ay, sir,” responded Briggs, “‘the tide is | does a girl know about seafaring matters?” easy-here, and [ don’t think a gale would hurt | “Ay, ay, sir, she’s a girl, but she’s got an us much—we are so shutin by the cliffs. But,” | uncommon wise head for all that, \Markye, ‘he suddenly added, turning his glance toward | Captain Howard,” he added, feeling so highly a large field of ice, about a league from the | gratified by the favorable remark of thesiipper’s shore, “ I don’t like the looks of yonder floe. It | niece, that hewas disposed to be complimentary may come upon us and give us a jam.” —‘‘mark ye, I’ve seen women enough in my ‘Tt will drift past us,” replied the captain; | day, but I’ve never seen one as had a longer the current tends to the north’ard.” | head=tham Miss Alice!” ~., “‘T am not so sure of that,” said the mate, as’} ~The maid blushed, and: bit her lips to conceal he snatched a glass from the mizzen fife-rail,:| a smile, while Briggs, believing that his words and directed it toward the ice. ‘Them under- | had pleased her, but fearing that she might currents up this way sometimes plays the very | think he had merely been trying to flatter, smash. But if I ain’t much mistaken, I see a | pursued the subject in a manner so earnest, that bear can 3 along the floe.” his sincerity could not be doubted. As he spoke, he passed the glass to his com- ** Ay, ay, sir>a long head has this young girl, ' panion, who immediately lifted it to his eye. and I don’t. mean™to flatter her when I say it. ‘*Do you see the animal, captain?” She’s about the first woman I ever saw with Tae Me there it is, sure enough; a brown | such a head. To look at her, it’s true, you elie The Golden Harpoon ; Lost Among the Floes. A Story of the Whaling Grounds. BY ROGER STARBUCK, AUTHOR OF, ‘‘ THE BOY CAPTAIN,” “THE BLACK SCHOONER,” ETC., ETC, ~ "bear ve.” mightn’t think that she was blessed in that way. “Uncle!” exclaimed a gentle voice at this in- | But, my eyes! neither would you think that a stant, and a light hand fell upon the captain’s | horse’s head was so long as a flour barrel!” “You had better stick to currents and ice- figure, and a countenange, purity and ex um, aa sep neck, by a | care to be told that they have long heads!” ts.she made to restrain I feel m deed 5 uncle, it to her on the day that he eomplied with her | paid me.” Say > cs . request to accompany on his present voy- | “Oh, well,” said her ‘ a is 2 | no accoun or tastes—es of women, If Bri ” H irstl poces be ain ‘the M SS ake, Sw ‘ Wz broke forth’ the mate, ee poor at figgers me instead, for they ave sig ij and are | at measuring. girl. ; , And that’s why I can cal almost to the ‘‘Good-morning, Alice,” he said. ‘‘T am glad | = see Mie stirring so early, How did you pass | the night? 7 “Very well, thank you,” she replied, raising herself upon the tips of her toes, and presenting her lips for a kiss, which was. immediately grante ‘Very well, indeed; but you have aot answered my question. What place is is? ‘‘Tt has no particular name that I ever heard of,” replied the captain. ‘But, you have been long enough at sea, now, Alice, to perceive that I’ve chosen a good place for an anchorage—” ‘Tf it wasn’t for the iee,” inte ted Briggs. ** An excellent place,” continued the cap 7 paying no attention to the words of his com- panion, ‘‘a position well sheltered, where the craft can lie while we fill her with oil—secure from every danger—” ‘Except that of ice,” doggedly persisted the mate. * “Secure from every danger,” repeated the captain, turning sharply toward his first offi- - “It will never reach us,” replied the captain, in a decided voice; ‘‘ you can even perceive that it is moving north’ard now, and—” He exer: suddenly and turned his gaze toward the ice, upon which the eyes of the mate had suddenly seemed fixed with steady inten- sl . . a : Tay, there it is again,” shouted ‘the first officer, as a column of vapor shot upward from the center of the floe. ‘cher plows!—there— there blows! The ice is alive with whales, ‘Captain Howard!” a away the boats there!” shouted the These words were addressed to the sailors ounging about the windlass, some of them smoking, and others engaged in patching thread- bare coats and jackets. _-“Lively—lively, men!” yelled the captain, as the “tailors” paused to thrust the garments cer. ; upon which they had been working, into the ‘‘Oh! Lam so glad!” cried Alice, clapping her | many little ‘‘cubby-holes” about the windlass, white hands with an enthusiasm natural to a girl of seventeen, ‘‘ It is such a wild, beautiful place. And, cn pleasant days, Tean bring my sewing on deck. It will be very nice sitting ! | from their pipes. This’command was promptly obeyed, and a dozen men who had been lying asleep upcn **Call all hands!” watchin for,the compliment he has” a ct outer edge of the ice-field. A and the smokers:proceeded to knock the ashes. chests in the forecastle came bounding through the open scuttle. By this time the decks of the Montpelier pre- sented a scene of bustle and excitement, such as always takes place on board a vessel of her class when whales have been sighted, and pre- parations are being made to lower away. The men rushed to the falls; the harpooners sprung into their respective boats to prepare the line- tubs and their craft; while the captain and his officers hurried the movements of their crews with frantic gesticulations and excited voices. In the midst of the uproar stood Alice How- ard, watching with dilating eyes and blushing cheeks the movements of Harry Marline, who belonged to the mate’s boat, and who, more than once, while arranging his irons, contrived to direct a quick but smiling glance toward the spot where she stood, She had been so long an inmate of her uncle’s vessel that, but for the presence of her lover, the scene passing before er eyes would have excited but little interest in ber bosom. The hoarse shouts of the captain and the many expletives that even her presence did not prevent the mate from uttering, jarred, un- pleasantly upon ‘her spirit, and more than once she pressed her little hands against her ears to shut out the hard words that saluted them. At last, however, the, necessary preparations were completed, and the captain then gave the order to lower away. _As the four boats drop- ped simultaneously into the water, he advanced to the side-of-his niece and.grasped. her. hand. ““Good-by, Alice. When we return I hope we will bring whales alongside. Take good care of yourself while [am absent. There are plenty of books in the cabin to amuse you, I trust. easiness that she had never before experienced. The voices of the officers as they shouted en- couragement to their crews, and the dull sound of the oars as they were worked in the row- loeks, fell unpleasantly on her ears. She strove ip recall the feelings of pleasurable excitement t at she ha wont to indulge upon similar occasions, but the effort was made in vain, and ears of vexation rose to her eyes, because she as unable to subdue her melancholy. In the mean time the four boats continued to recede rapidly from the ship, and presently the young girl perceived that eA were upon the ew minutes later their crews had worked them so far among the bergs that they were out of sight. Alice was'then on the point of moving in the direction of the companion-way, when she felt a hand upon her arm... Turning, she beheld a face and figure, the singular appearance of which we shall at once describe. The face, which was that of a man about forty years of age, was very al and square, with enormous ears, round, twinkling blue eyes, a flat nose, and a pair of lips that kept moving from side to side, producing a ludicrous effect upon the whole countenance, An old-fashioned pigtail, carefully tied near its extremity, and well greased with whale oil, hung from the back of the head, keeping time with the movements of the wearer, and giving to the huge glazed sou’wester that crowned his the appear- ance of a very unnatural animal, with a black shell and a long tail. Passing on, we come to the figure, which was not unlike that of a cask, while the arms were of enormous length. The legs, on the contrary, were very short. The dress of this person, besides the sou’wester al- luded to, consisted of a Guernsey frock—so profusely ornamented with patches of different sizes and hues as to remind the tor of «« Joseph’s coat of many colors,” and pants of canvas-duck, very coarse, but scrupulously clean, pete aha bottoms flowing loosely around a pair of neat, well-fitting pumps. | ; ‘* Good-morning, John Stump,” said Alice, as the sailor lifted his sou’weste d <r his right foot as he did 80. f “Jack Stump, if it please your pretty lips, miss—for I always feel as though 1 was turned wrong side out when any -ealls me John, Jack’s the name that I’ve always gone by, ever since Iwas as big asa turtle” “Ob, very well—Jack Stump it shall be, and bowed,
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ther. You have something particular to say to me, Jack,” she added, as the seaman suddenly placed his forefinger upon the side of his flat nose, while his great blue eyes began to roll in his head. ‘‘ Ay, ay,” he said, at last, in a low yolee, “Tye been a-trying to get out, what I-wanted. tosay to you, sweet lass, but your beauty choked the words in my throat, as a stick of candy put in the mouth of a baby stops its squalling. Such beauty as yours, miss—” “That will do, Jack,” interrupted Alice, with a gratified smile, for she was too truthful to pretend that the compliment did not please her; ‘that will do, and 1 am much obliged to you. But you have aroused my curiosity, and I would thank you to come to the point at once.” “Hore it goes, then,” said Stump, speaking in a voice of mysterious confidence, ‘‘ here it goes, sure enough, which is, that I’m a friend to ou and the captain, and I wish that every- ea the ship was the same.” “Why! how is this, Jack? My father’s crew are all friendly to us, are they not?” ‘**Good grub!” said Stump, in a deep voice, ‘ig the first consideration in a whaler. Good officers the second, and good luck the third. Them are the three things that wins men’s hearts—them are the things that have won mine. But there are some beings that has the shape of men, and yet they ain’t men for all that;—amphibious animals like, that has more of the shark than human natur’ in their cor- porosities, and believe me, Miss Alice, there are such creatur’s in this bark. Just turn your preity eyes forward, young lady—sly like, as ou women knows so well how to do—and ook at them five blue-skinned devils standin’ there by the windlass a-whispering and talking together. ..D’ye see ’em?” ~ *Tdo,” replied Alice. ‘‘ Four New Zealanders and the Portuguese steward; but what of that?” Stump seized the end of his pigtail with his left fingers, and bringing it over his shoulder, placed his right hand upon it. ‘It’s an honest pigtail—Miss Howard, and I always swear by it on occasions of this kind, when a Bible isn’t handy. And now,” he add- ed, in a solemn voice, ‘‘ here goes my oath, which is that them fellows forward are a-plot- ting and hatching to do, harm—though what harm exactly I can’t tell, but I think it’s as well to be prep i ““Why Jack! how you talk. What ground can you have for these strange suspicions? My father, with all his officers and the greater part of the crew, away, too,” added the young girl, with a shudder. “Ay, ay,” responded the shipkeeper, allow- ing his pigtail to drop to its original position, ‘‘and that’s why we must be on our guard. Them devils forward were all laid up with the rheumatiz a while ago, so that they couldn’t go in the boats, and now look ab ’em, a-standin’ up as well and hearty as you and I. That’s suspicious to begin with. Then again I over- heard one of ’em talking about freeing that quarrelsome mutineer, Tom Lark, who, you know, the skipper put in irons a week ago— because he refused duty—and shut up in the run, They said something about. his under- standing navigation; and I couldn’t hear any more because they saw that I was near them a- listening and they closed their mouths alk of a sudden. y ~ ‘*What shall we do? What can we do?” eried Alice, in considerable alarm, ; ‘‘That’s a hard question to answer, seeing as I’m all alone without any man to help me. But you may be sartin that Jack Stump will stick to you and.do what he can, You better go below now, and lock the door of your room while I pipes Oe around and find out something about the plans of the rascals, Of one thing, hows’ever, you may be assured, and it is that the plotters can’t do anything just now, seeing as the wind has gone down and there isn’ta breath of air stirring, and—ay, ay, Miss Alice, a beautiful morning!” he suddenly added, in a louder tone. ‘I’ve sailed the sea in every kind of a craft for thirty years, and never knew a finer mornin’ than this! What do you think of that? Alice opened her blue eyes upon the speaker. surprised by this abrupt change in the thre of his discourse. But in a few moments she understood the cause, for a light footstep sud- denly saluted her ear, and she divined that a third person had passed behind them and taken his position near the rail, not far from the spot they occupied. With woman’s ready tact, she refrained from turning her head even to geta glimpse of the intruder, and proceeded at. once to reply to her companion’s remark, \ The Golden Harpoon. “YT am surprised to hear you say so. The weather is not as a general thing very clear in the Ochotsk sea, I believe.” ‘Not a bit of it, Miss Alice. There ain’t many heavy gales here at this season of the ear, it’s true, but there’s plenty of fogs, IfI adn’t such a good paunch in me,” added Jack, placing his hand upon that protuberant portion of his body, ‘‘I should have died with the rheumatiz long ago. But this has presarved my soul as a good purse presarves the money in it. Just give a sly look at that blue devil, will you—a-listening with all his ears,” continued the speaker, partially turning his head under the pretense of shaking his pigtail. ‘Alice moved closer to the rail, and directing her glances toward the water, contrived to ob- tain a good view from, beneath the corners of her eyes of the individual who stood upon the other side of her. He was a tall New Zealander, witha sinewy face, high cheek-bones, and that peculiarly fierce eagle gleam of tho eye, natural to the people of his race, There was aring in each ear, another hanging pendent from his nostrils, and his countenance was disfigured in many laces by ‘‘ tattoo” marks of yellow and blue. n the present occasion his thin lips wore a pe- culiarly sinister expression, that excited much uneasiness in the bosom of Alice, notwithstand- ing that she had been accustomed during the voyage. see to the wild natives of the Pacific shores. The islander, however, seemed perfectly unconscious of the presence of those who were so stealthily watching him, but with his face thrust forward over the rail, and his chin sup- ported by his hands, he remained as motionless as a statue, gazing steadily toward the floe that glittered in the distance. y ‘** Do you see any thing of the boats, Driko?” iahired Stump, quitting his original position ond placing himself between Alice and the na- tive, ‘‘De boat me no see. Dey too, far in ’e .ice. No come back to bark nebber more,” ‘* And why not, I’d like to know. You must not make such a foolish speech.as that again, ‘Blueskin.’, You frighten Miss Howard!” and seizing his pigtail, he gave the paveme a. light blow across the nose with it, as he spoke. ‘“Takee care!” gritted the native, starting up- right with glittering eyes and placing. a hand upon his sheath-knife, ‘* takee care, youStump. o strike me too much with.‘ piggle-tail,’ or me makee eae Stump no more.” ‘* And boil me afterward in the try-pot,,. sup- pose, seein’ as that’s one of your ‘pow-wow’ customs!” “Hil hi! hi!” gritted the New Zealander, while a malicious smile flashed across his dark face. ‘*Me like plenty Stump to eat. Good for boil more better dan whale—dis Stump so, fat make very much good!” e yy ay, too good for such a lean, ravenous, blue-skinned. rascal as you are, to digest. But how about those boats? Why do you think they'll never come back?’ *“Nebber come back to bark— no nebber more!” exclaimed the savage, with a sinister laugh; and turning upon his .heel, with. the air of.one not caring to questioned further, he made his way to the forward part of the vessel and joined his four shipmates. 90 ant) . Pe You had _. better g° below,, Alig ” said Stump, “and that will look as though you don’t epepert that anything is wrong. Trust to me to ferret out the rascals’ plans,’ ts “But they may murder you!” shudderingly murmured the young girl. ' : “Put your hand there!” exclaimed. Stump, Sti aa himself, and indicating his left reast, ' : ‘‘Oh! [know your heart is allright. But—” “Put your hand there,” pe Stump again, pointing toward his heart, This time Alice obeyed, and she felt the stock of a revolver that was concealed beneath the Guernsey frock. “You are armed!” “Ay, ay!” exclaimed Stump, ‘‘ two hearts, like two heads, are better than one. An iron heart for the blueskins, ——~’em, and Stump’s own heart for Alice Howard, at your sarvice!” And making his best bow, the speaker turned and rolled off like a cask of oil, in the direction of the windlass. Alice then moved to the companion-way an descended into the cabin, CHAPTER. II. THE RESULT. , As Stump rolled on, he turned his glances seaward. and perceived that a light, breeze from the north-west was beginning to wrinkle the 3 surface of the water, He could feel it fanning his caeies and stirring the pigtail upon his back, e glanced uneasily toward his dusky shipmates and saw a momentary gleam )f ex- ultation flash across their dark features, as they were turned in the direction of the ripples gradually spreading over the bosom of the ocean, \ Driko stood a little apart from the rest of his shipmates, and Stump did not fail to notice that the eyes of this savage were now directed significantly aloft, as though he felt impatient to loosen the topsail. The watchful seaman felt that he could no longer entertain a doubt in regard to the inten- tions of the conspirators, and gliding behind the try-works, he seated himself upon the .cooper’s bench, in the hope that a few moments’ reflec- tion might suggest to him some plan that would enable him to defeat their schemes. But scarcely had he begun to reflect, when, chanc- ing to turn his eyes in the direction of the main- top, his glances ‘alighted upon a roll of red bunting that had been carefully placed in that quarter. It was the recall signal, which was used as a summons to the boats to return when they were absent from the vessel, and it was deemed expedient that they should come back. On every such occasion, the bunting was hoisted to the main truck by means of the signal hal- liards, which were always kept rove for that purpose. Stump sprung from the bench, men- tally pronouncing himself a fool, because the idea suggested by the sight of the red cloth had not.oceurred to him before. The boats he thought could not. by this time be so far from the vessel that their occupants would not per- ceive the signal when he should have hoisted it to its. proper position; ‘but feeling conscious that there was no time to lose, he began at once to waddle toward the main rigging as fast as the Lulky proportions of bis body would permit, 177" Not until he had gained the seventh ratlin in the shrouds, did he venture to direct a glance toward the spot where he had last seen his five shipmates, and he then gave his lips a satis- factory twist toward his right ear, for the men were engaged in earnest conversation, and the face of each of them was turned from him, ‘He continued his way as speedily as he could, and presently succeeded im roe the futtoek shrouds and in drawing himself into the Sela eha bunting, he at once proceeded - unroll it, and .a few moments afterward it might have been seen dancing merrily he pulled upon,the slender halliards, ° breeze, which this time had freshened con- siderably, rustled among the folds of the clo as it ascended, and when it bad reac its proper; position, its broad red surface streamed out from-the mast in a manner that elicited a sigh of the most intense satisfaction from the lips of. Stump. Qa R AY, ay, he muttered,:as he continued to gaze alot , ‘there'll be a rumpus among the ats off there in the ice, when they see that, Those raseally ‘pow-wows’ are in for it now.” At this moment a yell of surprise and rage ‘broke upon the ears of the speaker, and turning his head, he saw Driko directing.the attention at his companions to the signal at the truck, © sooner was the red bunting perceived by the other four seamen, than the whole number, — with curses and ejaculations, rushed into the waist and ordered the shipkeeper to pull down the signal at once, and to come down himself, if he valued his life, “Not a bit of it,” replied the sturdy seaman, thrusting his hands'in his: pockets and calmly gazing upon the upturned faces of the conspira- rs, ‘not a bit of it. That rag at the truck doesn’t come down while I have an arm to keep it where it is, You may make up your minds upon that, point.” ; The men exchanged glances and then held a moment’s whispered consultation, after which they rushed simultaneously toward the main shrouds upon the larboard side. Stump waited very quietly until Driko, the foremost of the party, had swung himself into the rigging, and then drawing his revolver, which, although it was quite rusty, looked very formidable with its six loaded barrels, he point- ed it at the head of the astonished New Zea- lander,and ordered him back. “ Ay, ay, blast you!” he added, giving his lips. an ominous twist as he spoke. ‘‘ You see I’m prepared. I know all about your infarnal plans to take the ship, and if you make another step in this direction, you are a dead pow-wow, that’s spriain n ‘ ; : ort _The Kanaka paused, and after he had ducked his head three or four times, in a vain effort to
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& get it out of the range of the threatening wea- pon, he looked up with an expression of sur- prise, which, if not real, was certainly well feigned, ‘*Me no understand. You speakee me take ship. Don’t know what you mean. No want to take ship—me likee capen too much. De signal me no like to see, because capen he no like to come aboard when he after whale. He make plenty an when he see de signal!” “Bosh! you deceitful blu_skin; it’s all bosh. Just as though I didn’t hear you and your chums there cn oer and plotting to free the mutineer, Tom Lark!’ The dark blood rushed to the faces of those who listened, and they exchanged rapid glances, Driko, however, presently looked up again and replied: ‘Hi! hi! You hear we speak about Tom Lark! Why we so speak? Because de ice’e come to jam de ship, and nf prey J we bring Tom Lark from de run—Tom Lark good sailor, good navigatem, and he save de ship. Dat’s why we speak so much Tom Lark!” “ Bosh again, blast you!’ For you know that, know nothin’ of navigation, I’d be as handy in working the ship clear of the ice as Tom Lark.” ‘*Me no believe so,” replied Driko, shaking hishead. “‘ Navigatem more good as plenty go tosea. But no use me k to you. You no think me tell truth. Me leaves you. You keep signal at de truck, and when capen come he scold you much.” The islander — to the deck and rejoined his shipmates, who had been listening the foregoing conversation with sullen faces, and with their uneasy glances directed, at intervals of every few moments, toward the red bunting fluttering at the mast-head. The whole part now withdrew to the forward part of the vessel, but presently they changed their position, sit- ting down close to the try-works, where they were screened from the watchful eyes of the ship-keeper. “Blast.’em!” muttered the latter, ‘they are Ewes some deviltry or other, and I must eep on my guard until the rest of the crew re- turns, which won’t be long, unless they are so wedged in the ice that it’s difficult for ’em to get out.” ‘He turned his eyes toward the floe as he spoke, and gazed long and earnestly in that di- rection. But he was unable to see the boats, and a sigh of disappointment rose to his lips. . He gave his pigtal an impatient jerk, and again’ directed glances toward the try- works, just in time to witness a tacle which was cerfainly a startling proof that the utmost igilance on his part could not be thrown away is present position. Towering above the try-works, with his tall, lithe figure drawn back, and his keen, glisten- ing eyes blazing with a pes pat oo stood the savage, Driko, holding in his up hands a well-s ned harpoon. which hoe was in the act of darting, point foremost, into the corpu- lent. body of ‘ The latter had so much respect for the won- derful skill of the islander in the use of the barbed weapon with which he was now armed that he drew back, tegen en) himself behind the mast with a celerity which was re:iarkable ina man of his caliber. The movement, how- ever, was well-timed, for the next moment the deadly iron flew whistling upon its way, and, ing close to the mast, struck the revolver eld in his hand with a force that sent the wea- pon flying from the grasp of its owner into the sea! A yell of exultation followed, and then the mutineers rushed to the main rigging, and, leaping into the shrouds, proceeded to mount in the direction of tho top, with cat-like agility. ump, however, did not lose his self-posses- sion, but, eee 3 both parts of the signal hal- liards, he gave them a sudden jerk, that served to unfasten them, and, still contriving to keep them taut, commenced to ascend the topmast rigging, intending to make his way to the top- gallant cross-trees, and, when there, keep his ad- versaries at bay as long as possible by means of his legs and hi : Unfortunately, as the reader is already aware, the corpulent body of this seamen rendered him incapable of very active exertion, and, as a natural consequences, his enemies gained upon him rapidly. He was still in the topmast rigging, when he felt two strong hands pulling the bottom of his pants, in an unceremonious manner, and with a force that made it difficult for him to kee — e - 6 he was strove to dise position. He vainl grasp, and w’ self from the vise- The Golden Harpoon. still struggling to free himself, he saw Driko, who had crossed from the topmast rigging on the other side, descending toward him, with his long knife between his teeth. **Go down, quick, you, Stump!” gritted the savage, as he seized his knife with his right hand. ‘‘Go down, me say, or knife quick cut de windpipe. No care kill you now, unless you like. Plenty time; by and by!” ‘“ Ay, ay, blast you; you’ve got me in your toils, at last. But it’s a deep sea that hasn’t any bottom, and you may boil me in one of your pow-wow pots if I don’t come out even with you yet! Before replying, Driko severed the signal hal- liards with his knife, and, pulling down the red sent a rolled it up, and allowed it to drop to the deck, “Hi, hi, you poor Stump!” he then said; ‘you think you play me more trick. But me put you, by and by, where you no more make tricks. You see, more soon you like!” He motioned, as he spoke, to the man who still maintuined his hold of Stump’s pants, and, finding himself released for the present, and re- sistance useless, the shipkeeper proceeded to descend the rigging, Driko following choses with his long knife held in readiness for use, in case of Sebi They had no sooner gained the deck, than Stump was surrounded by the five savages, and thrown down. They fastened his arms behind his back with strong cords; secured his ankles in like manner, and then dropped him into the main hold, like a big, closing and fastening the hatch above CHAPTER III. A ‘‘8TOVE” BOAT. THE Montpelier’s boats, at the moment when Stump succeeded in hoisting the recall signal, were lying motionless in an open space of water, situated near the center of the floe to which we have already alluded. This little lake, of which the surrounding bergs and compact squares of ice formed the shores, was of sufficient size to contain all the boats, and the captain and his mates had expressed much satisfaction because the position afforded them every facility to maneuver their light vessels in case of the ap- ego ps of whales in their vicinity. Upright, n the stern-sheets, with his steering oar under his arm, stood each officer, throwing keen glances around him in every direction, and now and then addressing an angry word to some awkward booby among his crew, who, by mov- ing an arm or a leg, caused his paddle to strike against his thwart. Nor were the mates the only watchers, for the young harpooners, con- fms among whom towered the tall, pe 3 figure of Marline, were equally on the alert, piercing the many long, glittering galleries, winding passages, fantastic arches, and caverns among the ice with their pene- trating and practiced glances; while, seated close to the gunwales of their boats—each man with his paddle ready for use—the swarthy crews directed their indolent glances toward the reflection of their own faces in the still surface of the water, or watched the countless num of seals that stared upon them with timid eyes from the polished floors of their floating halls. One of the sailors threw a Riser toward the bay where the ship was anchored, and which was so far off that only the three masts of the vessel could be yk y Saor 's and these but faintly, on account of the gray background be- ond. But the red signal, flying at the main- Stuck. did not escape the keen eyes of the - tator, and he at once called the attention of the officer of his boat—Mr. Briggs—to this circum- stance. “Ay, ay, blast you!” replied the rritable Briggs; ‘“‘you are always fancying wat you see the recall signal. If it was a wh le, now, Pll wager Z: pipe that you wouldr’t see it, even though the creature spouted right under your nose! You’ve a strong imagination, Bates, for signals, even when there ain’t any to be seen |” “You can see it, sir, by turning your head. T am sure I wasn’t deceived.” “IT wouldn’t believe you, though you took your oath upon a stack of Bibles as high as the fore-truck. So, just keep your eyes the other way,.and don’t let me catch you lookin’ after signals again!” As the man resumed his former position, how- ever, the mate, after having leisurely filled his pire, and placed it in his mouth, turned and ooked toward the bay. Bnd Aa happened a second after Driko had p down the red bunting and dropped_it to the deck. As a natural conse- quence Mr. Briggs, after having carefully sur- veyed the three naked royal masts, came to the conclusion that Bates’s imagination had, de- ceived him. y ‘““-You thick-skinned lubber!” he muttered, in a low voice, séizing a paddle and lifting it. with the intention of breaking it across his inform- er’s skull; “you empty pated greenhorn, this isn’t the first time that—’ “ There blows! blows!—there blows! A whale right ahead, sir, and two more to windward!” interrupted Harry Marline, addressing the mate in a shrill, penetrating whisper. Quickly, but noiselessly replacing the paddle in the bottom of the boat, the first officer, with his teeth set and his eyes glaring, seized his steering-oar firmly and hissed out his orders to the crew. ‘¢ Paddle ahead—every mother’s son of you! Spring! spring! my lads—softly, but heartily— spring! It’s a bull!” The men obeyed, and, ee into a narrow passage, about a hundred yards from the mouth of which the first whale, a huge bowhead, was leisurely rolling and spouting, unconscious of the near vicinity of enemies, the mate’s boat darted swiftly, and almost noiselessly, upon its course, followed by the other three boats. The officers of the latter, however, soon became aware that it would be necessary for them to turn their attention to the whales to windward, for the channel was too narrow to enable them to pass the mate’s boat, which, on that account, would certainly be the first to reach the mon- ster ahead of it. But, as the harsh grating of the cedar planks against the compact masses of ice among which the rear boats must be directed when their course should be changed, would certainly ‘‘ gally ” (frighten) the leviathan in the passage the captain made a sign to the second and third officers to stop the exertions of their men for the present. This silent mandate was obeyed, and the three boats soon became nearly motionless, their officers and crews watching the progress of the mate with breathless interest. ’ He was nearing the whale with vey rapid- ity, and the huge animal, as it rolled leisurely along, with its great barnacled hump rising and dripping in the cool element, still seemed un- conscious of the vicinity of foes. “Stand up, Harry!” whispered Briggs, when the boat was within seven fathoms of the in- tended prey; and quickly, but noiselessly, springing to his feet, the young harpooner se his iron, and stood prepared. The mate now pointed the bow of the boat directly toward the hump of the monster, and then, in a scarcely audible whisper, ordered his men Ae pulling, and take their places upon their thwarts. This command was readily obeyed, but the light boat still continued to glide on under the impetus which it had received, and, in oa few moments, it was within four fathoms of the leviathan. — “Now then—give it to him!” thundered othe e barbed weapon flew whistling from the hands of the stout-armed harpooner, with a force that buried it to the socket in the whale’s hump. The second iron immediately followed. “Starn! starn all!’ roared the mate, as the startled Rient of the deep, writhing with pan threw his tremendous body toward the t. “Starn, you beef-eating rascals—starn!/” _ t the oar-blades, striking inst the ice, tly impeded the motions of the men, and the boat was not yet quite out of the monster’s reach, when, lifting his tremendous flukes, he brought them down sideways with a force which would have shivered the forward part of the little craft to atoms had not the watchful Briggs, by a dexterous movement of his steer- ing oar, caused the bow to swing off to the right. The little craft, however, did not wholly es- cape injury, for it received a light tap from the edge of the creature’s flukes, which caused the ar planks to crack in more than one place, and dislodged the bow oarsman from his thwart. ; he man was not injured, and he resumed his place, fst a the whale disappeared in the ‘een depths of the sea. Ti way” wine the boat with the speed of a whirlwind, the line smoking as it ran around the loggerhead, and the tub oarsman pouring water upon it to prevent it from yeoks 7 The mer and the mate now changed laces, the latter individual taking his station n the bow, after Marline had relieved him in i €3
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‘strike against the side of the ‘ing a knife, be quickly sever the stern-sheets. Each of the two men found it difficult to maintain his position, for the whale had, this time, ‘‘ milled” (turned under water), and was now dragging the light boat through heavy fragments of ice, that caused it to sway from side to side with that quick, jerking mo- tion which only a well-balanced body can re- sist. The constant jamming of the boat against the rough edges of the floating bergs, through which it was forced onward like a wedge, seamed it with many cracks; but, as the bottom had not yet been injured, the water did not enter with sufficient rapidity to overpower the efforts of the man who was “ bailing out.” ** Look out there! look to your cars!” shouted Briggs, as the flying vessel approached the en- trance to one of those floating tunnels that form one of the many icy curiosities of the northern seas. It was about twenty feet in length, and the passage was so narrow—the roof so low— that the mate, as they continued to approach it, placed his hand upon the knife in the bow, feeling half-conscious that it was his duty to sever the line and lose the whale, rather than to risk the lives of himself and his crew by at- tempting the dangerous channel; for when he should have entered it, the slightest deviation of the boat from its direet course would result in its destruction. He threw a glance behind him, to see whe- ther, in case such an event should take place, his f-llow-officers would be near enough to witness it and come to the rescue in time; but his sur- prise may well be imagined when he discovered that the three vessels he had left astern were no jonger visible, on account of one of those sud- den fogs so common in that region, and which now covered the whole surface of the ice behind vee! go also the open stretch of blue water be- yond, “Well!” he exclaimed, turning to Marline, **here’s a dirty fog coming upon us, without a moment’s warning!” ‘‘There were signs of it before we struck the whale—in fact, when we first lowered!” replied the harpooner. ‘‘I saw it gathering in the nor’- west, and a breeze has sprung up since then and hurried it along.” ‘* Ay, ay, I don’t doubt it,” answered Briggs. “‘ But there’s no time to lose in chattering about it. What d’ye say, men,” he added, addressing the crew; ‘‘shall we cut, or hold on and try the tunnel? I am willing to try it for one.” “So am I!” cried Bates, and the rest of the men expressing themselves in a similar manner, the mate breathed a sigh of relief, for he now felt as though a load had been lifted from his conscience, By this time the boat was withina few feet of the tunnel, and the men placed their oars length- wise across the thwarts, so that they might not come in contact with the sides of the narrow passage, and bowed their heads to prevent bee rom striking against the low, jagged roof of ice. With unabated speed the light vessel flew on, and presently it darted, with the swiftness of a discharged arrow, into the mouth of the arch- way. é The crew fairly held their breath with anx- iety, and kept their eyes upon the pointed bow of the little craft, which was now in a straight line with the opening at the further end, but which at any moment, was liable to swerve either to the right or the left. In fact, be- fore the boat had reached the center of the passage, there was a loud, swashing noise, as the larboard gunwale heeled over, until it was almost level with the water, while the bows pi oo and swayed with that uncertain motion Ww. ich almost invariably serves as a warning to the crew of a fast boat that the whale is about to change its course. “Trim boat! trim boat, every man!” hissed the mate, through his closely-compressed teeth, **and stand by, line, to’ do what you can to keep the bows from swinging.” “Ay, ay sir, but that won’t be much,” re- sponded the barpocen, “‘for there’s little room in this narrow channel to work a steering-oar.” Scarcely had the speaker concluded, when Briggs, whose watchful eye had noted every motion of the little craft, perceived that the boat’s head was about to swing to the right and assage; and seiz- the running line, thus freeing the vessel from the whale, but not in time to prevent the bow, under the impetus it had already received, from being dashed with considerable force against the icy wa The result of the concussion was the cracking of the light cedar planks near the bottom of the boat; and the water now entered the craft with “ The Golden Harpoon. such rapidity, that the exertions of three men were required to prevent the vessel from filling. The rest of the crew were ordered to “‘ take their paddles,” and as they worked vigorously, the boat was soon clear of the dangerous channel. By this time, however, the fog had become so dena that the after oarsman could scarcely distinguish the person of the harpooner, who had just exchanged places with the mate, so that he now occupied his proper position in the bow. The loss of the whale had increased the ill- humor of Briggs, and he ee to bemoan his ‘* bad luek,” ashe called it, in true sailor terms. Stamping upon his cap several times, he wound up by stating that he wished all ice- tunnels were sent to the pit to be melted in brimstone, This rude witticism was received with a shout of laughter by Tom Plaush, the little Portu- guese, who pulled the tub oar, and who was always ready to show his appreciation of all jokes—however stale—that fell from the lips of any of the officers. The laugh had’a good effect upon Briggs, who, believing that he had said something brilliant, assumed a waggish air, and glided at once into a pleasant humor, The good-humor of the mate, however, was not destined to continue for a long time; for like a rusty wheel which has been set in motion by the ei rasa Sey of oil to certain parts of it, but which stops and gets in bad condition again the moment it meets with an obstruction—so when at length the boat became jammed between heavy fragments of ice that rendered it impossi- ble for the crew to use their oars with success, the irritability of Briggs again made itself manifest. Rough contact with the floating bergs, through which the light craft had been forced, after ft passed ont of the tunnel, had so widened the cracks in the thin planks, that the water entered with a rapidity that taxed to the utmost the energies of those engaged in bailing. The mate sprung upon one of the blocks of ice by which they were surrounded, and ordered every man with the exception of Marline to imitate his example. ‘“‘T want a manI can depend upon to take charge of the boat,” he said, addressing the young harpooner, ‘‘ while I go with the crew to Search for our shipmates and inform ’em of our condition!”’ *“Wouldn’t it be better, sir,” suggested Mar- line, “‘for all of us to stay here, and wait for the other boats? If we blow the boat-horn TI have no doubt that they will soon reach us.” “Ay, ay,” growled the mate, impatiently. ‘and do you suppose that I would be contented to stay here in this plight, waiting for the bonts? Not a bit of it, young man. IT am now ina hurry to get aboard ship, for that cutting from the whale has Mga all my fun.” “Tf you will take my advice, you'll not go far in search of the other boats,” said Marline ‘for I think it hardly possible that you will find them in this fog.” “And I think exactly the other way,” re- torted the mate, impatiently. “ All a man has to do to find ’em is to follow his own nose to the north’ard, as I take it; for we’ve been going south, and the other boats must be somewhere astern of us—not far off either.” At this moment the sound of a horn was heard, apparently proceeding from the direction in which the mate had stated that his fellow- officers might be found; and he now turned his eyes triumphantly toward the harpooner. ‘* Ay, ay—d’ye See, young man—it’s just as I said. Them boats are astarn of us, though further off than I thought they were. But b moving quickly over the ice, we'll soon reac "em. Come on, men—there’s no time to lose,” he added, turning to the crew. Leaping from erg to berg, the five men fol- lowed closely upon the footsteps of their leader. and in a few seconds they were all shroude from the view of the harpooner Ly the dense fog. It’s a wild-goose chase,” muttered Marline, as he proceeded to bail out the boat, ‘and no- body except a man of Briggs’s restless and im- patient nature would have thought of under- taking it until he had first sounded the horn, and that had failed to bring our shipmates to us, As minute after minute passed away, and neither the party nor the boats made their ap- earance, the young man became more con- rmed than ever in his opinion that Briggs’s expedition was a useless undertaking. He even began to fear that the mate and his men had lost themselves among the floating galleries and caverns of ice, and were, therefore, neither able 5 to advance in the right direction nor to re- turn. Once or twice since the departure of his ship- mates he had heard the sound of a horn, but the notes of the instrument were so faint that he believed the boats were receding from, instead of approaching, the spot he occupied. While his mind was still busy with conjec- tures and fears, he suddenly started to his feet, listening with eager attention, for he fancied he heard a rushing noise ahead of him like that of some heavy object forging slowly through the ice. The noise became louder every moment, and presently the ears of the young man were saluted with the creaking of ropes, the dull flap- ping of canvas, and the murmur of voices, An instant afterward the broad black bows and the square foresail of a ship loomed up indistinctly tnrough the fog a few fathoms ahead of the boat, which lay directly in the track of the vessel. “Ship ahoy!” thundered Marline. ‘* Up helm and keep off, or you will run me down!” He was evidently heard by those on board, for a dark face was suddenly thrust over the bulwarks forward, but its owner, instead of di- recting the man at the wheel to ‘‘ keep off,” or- dered fim to “luff,” The head of the advancing ship, as she came booming on, was thereforé within a few feet of the boat before it could obey the helm, the con- sequence of which was that the bows of the lit- tle craft received a thump from the vessel as she swung to windward that caused a few of the thin planks to give way like the shell of an egg beneath the blow of a man’s fist, The boat filled rapidly, and as it sunk the young harpooner leaped upon one of the blocks of ice by which he was surrounded in time to seize a rope which was thrown to him by Tom Lark as the ce came up into the wind with her main-topsails aback. “The Montpelier!” shouted Marline —‘ the Montpelier, by all that’s good!” “ Ay, ay,” gruffly responded Larix, “ and the less said about it the better!” The speaker was a tall man of Herculean frame, and with one of those swarthy, hang- ‘dog faces that never fail to inspire the beholder with feelings of distrust. He wore gray pants, a fez cap of blue cloth, and a black woolen shirt, the latter of which, being open at the ‘throat, disclosed the sinewy muscles of an enormous neck. ““ What is the ship doing here?” pursued Har- ry. ‘* We left her anchored in the bay, And how came you at liberty? Where is Stump? And Alice How—” “One question at a time, ycungster,” inter- rupted Lark, with a broad grin, “* owl know everything presently, and—” ‘‘There’s villainy at work here, Tom Lark— ay, downright villainy!” cried the harpooner, as iS suspicion of the truth flashed upon his m Grasping the lower part of the main chains, and drawing himself to the rail, he sprung upon the deck, to be confronted by the mutineer, who drew from one of the pockets of his belo | a heavy pistol, which he pointed at the head of the yonth, : : ‘’You’ve got yourself into a hornet’s nes youngster. It might have been better for yo if you had stuck to the ice!” : ‘i ‘Ay, ay,” said Marline, with perfect coolness, as he fixed his clear, unwavering eye upon the face of the giant. ‘‘ You have the advantage of me at present, and can murder me if you wish, but you will swing for it in the end.” ‘Thank you for your good advice,” responded the other, ‘‘but I have no intention of murdering you—leastways, not just now— unless you try to kick against what you can’t help, I’m just using this iron to keep you quiet while the steward goes after the handcuffs! * And by what authority,” angrily demanded the young man, ‘“‘ do you thus—” “tnt! tut!” growled the mutineer, “none of your polly-wow with me, lad. You know how things are as well asI do. I generally do what I please in my own ship,” ‘ And dare you pretend that this vessel—” “Ts mine? Certainly,” interrupted Lark. ““She’s mine by the law of equal rights. Cap- tain Howard had her for awhile. Now it’s my turn, I’ve been confined in the run a long time, and need a little fresh air, besides the sat- isfaction of putting some of the captain’s friends inmy place. As you aré the first of these that I’ve met with, you shall bave the honor of fill- ing that position. I rebelled against Captain Howard’s authority—you rebel against mine, Captain Howard puts me in the run—Captain Lark puts you in the run. That’s what I call equal rights!”
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| | | 6 CHAPTER. IV. IN CONFINEMENT, THE steward—a tall man, with a long face dark gray eyes and thin lips, advanced and proceeded to secure the handcuffs to the wrists of the young man. The latter eyed him sternly for a few mo- ments, before he ventured to address him. ‘What has the captain ever done to you, Joseph,” he then said, ‘‘that you should thus turn traitor?” ‘He! he! he!” laughed the Portuguese, ‘‘ Cap- tain Lark more better as Captain Howard. He take de ship to some port and sell him—cargo and all. Den me get big share of de profit,” Marline had benefited this man in many ways —had often, by kindly interposition, shielded him from the blows of the first mate; had even, on one occasion, saved him from falling over- board, while he was aloft assisting the watch to reef the main-topsail in a gale of wind; and yet the ungrateful villain seemed now to exult in the misfortunes of his benefactor. “Where is Alice?” inquired the latter, as the steward locked the handcuffs. The Portuguese chuckled, but did not reply. **Speak!” cried the harpooner, fiercely. ** Where is she?” ‘*Why, of course, in de cabin—in her own room—me fasten her in so she can’t get out!” ‘You are a sneaking wretch, Joseph!’ “What you say? No call me dat—I tell you,” ‘cried the steward, as he pushed the young man against the rail. The chief mutineer interposed. With the stock of his pistol he dealt the Portuguese a blow upon the head that felled him to the deck, ‘Equal rights!” he said, quietly, as he pointed to the prostrate man and placed the pistol in his pocket; ‘‘ that’s the law aboard o’ this craft, in future. This way, Driko, Amolo and Black Squall,” he added, motioning to three of the ‘ New Zealanders; ‘‘take Marline to the run and fasten the hatch the same as it was fastened when I was there!” The men obeyed with alacrity, and Marline wasin thyrun. No sooner had the hatch been secured, than he heard the rushing of the water and the grinding of the icebergs against the ship’s bottom, as she boomed upon her way. is reflections were certainly very gloomy. The thought that Alice was only separated from him by a few planks, and yet that he could neither hold converse with her, nor go to her, in case that Tom Lark or any of his part should insult her, worked upon his mind until. it was wrought up to the highest pitch of excitement, “What are the plans of these mutineers, in regard to the young girl?’ he asked himself again and again, and although it seemed to him that they must respect the purity, the loveliness and the goodness of one who had benefited them by a thousand of those kindly little attentions to their welfare and comfort which a woman in a ship—especially if she have influence with the captain—has it in her power to bestow, yet there was a presentiment peng him that whispered of trouble and suf- ering. And with his head bowed upon his bosom— with his manacled hands against his brow, and his heart beating loud and fast with anxiety— he offered up a silent but fervent prayer to God to spare his beautiful Alice—to shield her from all harm—and restore her to the arms of those _ who loved her. That prayer was scarcely finished when he “sit a hand upon his arm, and on lifting his head, he was enabled to make out in the gloom with which he had by this time become famil- iar, the outlines of a human countenance. * Hist!” whispered a low voice, ‘‘ don’t speak too loud; it’s m tump—and this if I ain’t mistaken is Harry Marline!” “Ay, ay, you are right!” cried the harpooner, much surprised, ‘‘ but where in the name of heaven, Stump, did you come from? You were not confined here were you? I thought you were in league with the mutineers.” ‘*'That’s the way of the world,” muttered the shipkeeper, mournfully. ‘‘ Yes—yes, that’s the we with ’emall! Sarcumstances always goes against aman, hows’ever honest he may be! But I didn’t think it, Marline—no, blast me if I did--that you, my chum, would ever mix up my deeds with those of them infarnal scoun- drels!” “Forgive me!” exclaimed the young man, joyfully grasping the hand of his friend as tightly as his irons would admit. ‘I was al- together too hasty, and I’m sorry forit, But, tell me how you came here?” “Ay, ay,” said Stump, ‘Tl explain mat- The Golden Harpoon. ters willingly enough, especially as it will give me a chance to curse those rascally blueskins again, and to show you as I always was for maintaining, that them creatur’s ain’t to be trusted.” He proceeded to tell his story, commencing with those incidents with which the reader is already acquainted. “Yes,” continued the exasperated seaman, as soon as he had described the manner in which he had been thrust into the hole, ‘‘ they fasten- ed the hatches above me, and then I heard ’em go aft, and presently the voice of Tom. Lark ordering ’em to cut the cable, and loosen the topsails, broke upon my ears, so that I knowed they had set that big hang-dog rascal at liberty. Searcely was the ship under way, when I also heard that wild fiend Driko, proposing to Lark to knock me in the head, and thus get rid of me. But Tom, you know, although he is a perfect savage when he holds a grudge against any- body, doesn’t care to shed blood when he can get along without it, and that was the reason, as I take it, that he refused to comply with the polite request of that infarnal pow-wow.” ‘*Did you overhear any thing that gave you - idea of what Lark intended to do with the ship?” “Not abit of it, but I haven’t a doubt that he intends to take the craft into some out o’ the way port, and sell her, cargo and all.” “'That’s very probable,” replied his friend. “It’s a pity,” he added, ‘‘it’s a pity that the captain and his boat’s crew didn’t stay aboard as they are in the habit of doing. Then this misfortune might have been prevented.” “Ay, ay, but we'll be even with ’em yet,” replied the narrator, ‘‘and now Ill tell you how I came here, which was done by a little of that ‘injunyewity ’ for which the Stump natur’ has always been famous. As soon as I per- ceived that the craft was under way, says I to myself, ‘Why,’ says I, ‘I’m only fastened with ropes, and p’raps if I can find the old saw which is somewhere in the hold, [ can make short work of ’em. AndsoI crept about as well as I was able, looking for the instrument, which I soon came afoul of. It was a iong time hows’- ever before I could get it in the right position, for I could only use my teeth to do that, and they ain’t quite as parfect as the teeth of a shark, seeing as three of ’em were once knocked out by an old woman, because I took her part against her husband who was beating her—blast him—and the rest are almost ruined by the long use of baccy and the habit of biting off the ends of spun yarn. Well, I tugged and pulled with my teeth for a long time and at last got the saw ship-shape: Then I turned my back to it, and by running the ropes that was about my wrists, up and down the edge, I soon had ’em apart. he rest: was easy, and I was glad enough, lad—mightily glad to find myself freed from the cords.” ** And afterward you heard the mutineers as they led me to the run,” said Marline, ‘‘and you thought you’d take a cruise in this direction to see who the prisoner was. Isn’t that so?” “Exactly,” repeated Stump, “but I. didn’t. dream who it was until I had crept close to that big opening in the partition that divides the run from the steerage. Then, as I’d got famil- iar-like with the dark, I was surprised enough to see you, and I couldn’t imagine how you came here, which is the sameeven now.” ; Marline at once proceeded to enlighten bis companion, and as soon as he had concluded, the shipkeeper seized both the hands of his friend and gave them a hearty squeeze. ; “Misfortunes attend the best of us,” he said philosophically, ‘‘ but we’ll hope for the best— ay, ay, we'll hope for the best, and work for it too, The gaJ—Miss Alice—is the great ‘con- sideration,’ and if we can only get her safe, why, if we can do that it’s all right.” “You do not think they’ll attempt to harm her?” aried Marline, interrogatively. “T don’t know about Tom Lark,” replied Stump, “but, as to them pow-wows, I wouldn’t trust ’em—not oneof’em. The flesh of that gal is tender, and them fellows are cannibals and like good grub.” “Can you not contrive some way for me to get an interview with Alice?” said Harry. Stump gave his pigtail a jerk. ‘*T don’t see how it could be done,” he said, though'fully. ‘‘The hatches are all fastened above us—the door of her room jis locked be- sides, and—and—ay! ay! I have it!” he sudden- ly interrupted, ‘‘ which is that that rascally steward must open the hatch before long to pass you some food, and p’raps I’ll get a chance to pounce on him, gag him and tie him up. The rest will be as easy as the greasing of a \ marlinspike. I'll get—if he has ’em about him, which I think is likely—the key of her room and the one which unlocks your handcuffs,” ‘« Thanks!—a thousand thanks, for this happy iy my dear chum!” ciied the harpooner. ‘*P’raps we may even be able to bag the mutineers themselves,” said the shipkeeper, **toshut ’em all up—the pow-wows in the fore- castle, and Lark in the cabin. It’s wonderful — arfectly wonderful,” he added, thought- fully, ‘‘ how one idee leads to another. Them that is given to reflection, and the Stumps were always famous for that, propagates idees— fairly breeds ’em—one from another!” “Hush!” whispered Marline. The sound of footsteps approaching the hatch was heard. “It’s him—it’s that rascally Portuguese,” muttered the shipkeeper. ‘‘I’d know that walk of his from a thousand, lad. It’s peculiar— something like the tramp of a mule, and them that walks so ain’t to be trusted. Now the walk of the pep in every generation has been like that of a duck—a sort of waddle, and them that moves in that way generally takes to the water.” The noise of the crow-bar by means of which the hatch had been secured—was heard, as the implement was removed, and the next moment, just as pila drew back, the trap was pulled aside fromthe opening, into which a face—the owner of which had stooped upon his knees—was thrust. Without waiting to take a survey of it, the shipkeeper seized the intru- der by the hair of the head and pulled him head foremost into the run. But, before he had quite accomplished this feat, and yet when it was too late to draw back, he had seen the face clearly enough to recognize the harsh and de- cided lineaments of Tom Lark, which were dif- ferent in every respect from those of the steward. : “ Ay, ay, that was a mistake, sure enough!” cried Stump, scrambling uickly through the opening, as soon as the uplifted legs of the pres- trate man beneath had been removed from it, ‘‘such a mistake as I never made before in my life, and as prudence is the better part of valor, I think Lam perfectly justified in getting out of the run!” He lifted his feet clear of the aperture just in time to escape the hand of the mutineer as the latter, who had by this time risen from his un- comfortable posture, made a furious attemy6 to clutch ‘the bottoms of his pants. “You wretched imp of Satan!” roared Lark, in a voice of thunder, es the other eluded his grasp, ‘‘ you shall suffer for this trick!” And he thrust a hand into the side-pocket of his Guernsey, to procure his pistol. | ‘ Stump saw the movement, and quickly seiz- ing the crow-bar lying at his feet, he dea)t the mutineer such a heavy blow upon his head— which projected at least eighteen inches above the combings of the hatch—that he dropped senseless into the run, “Tt was all done in self-defense!” cried the shipkeeper, as be Jeaped back into the hold. ‘Ay, ay—that it was, sure enough. But, badas the man is—and he’s a parfect shark—it cost me something to give him that blow, seeing as ’m not in the habit of indulging myself in that way. I hope I haven’t committed murder—I hope he isn’t dead!” *He’s only stunned, I guess,” replied Marline. ‘He'll soon come to his senses.” ** You think he will?’ cried Stump, twitebing his pigtail a little nervously. ‘ You think he'll broach to again? My eyes! seeing as that’s the case, then I think it would be as well to take time by the forelock—to provide myself with his pistol, and to make him fast, so that he can’t do any more harm, He’ll never forgive me—no, never—when he gets over his faint. It’s astonishing how the human family holds grudges!” And, drawing his sheath-knife, he proceeded, with all possible dispatch, to cut from one of the numerous coils of ratlin stuff lying about bim a sufficient number of the twisted strands to secure the arms and legs of the giant. This task was soon accomplished, after which the mutineer was properly secured, and his pistol transferred from his own to the pocket of his conqueror, , E “* Now, then,” said the latter, breathing a sigh of ma He “I think he'll be surprised when he Wakes, — CHAPTER V. THE BARRICADE. Tue shipkeeper had bardly concluded when he heard footsteps cescending the companion- way, and peering through the hatch he saw the ~, 7
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steward just as that worthy—still pale and bloody from the effects of the wounds he had received—gained the bottom of the short stair- case, With a low cry of exultation, Stump pulled himself quickly out of the run, and rushing upon the startled Portuguese, caught him by the throat, at the same time presenting his pis- tol at his head. “ No noise, you miserable sneak, or down you #0, a dead porpoise sure enough, Just hand over the key that unlocks Miss Howard’s room, together with the one that belongs to Marline’s handcuffs!” ‘*[—-J—de—de— You no kill me!’ stam- mered the steward, nearly frightened out of his wits. “The keys—the keys!” muttered Stump, shaking him violently; ‘‘it’s the keys I want— d’ye hear?” “‘T—I—give you ’em quick,” gasped Joseph, while his eyes fairly rolled in his head with terror. ‘‘ Here—here,” he added, pulling the required instruments from his pocket; ‘‘here dey be, and now you no kill me.” In order to receive the keys the shipkeeper let go the steward’s throat, and his joy was so great when the articles were in his hands that for a moment, while contemplating them, he almost forgot the presence of the mutineer. The latter was not slow to take advantage of this circumstance. He bounded up the com- panion-way and disappeared before Stump could lift his pistol. “Ay, ay, the rascal’s gone, sure enough!” cried the shipkeeper, in a tone of mortification, ““and it’s Parned me a lesson, which is, that them that doesn’t keep their eyes squinted both ways, or that allows their pleasure to turn ’em aside from their duties, is bound to suffer for it in the end.” ** Never mind,” said Marline, who. had risen, and was now looking through the hpi hatch- way; ‘‘ but come quick and unlock these hand- cuffs. That fellow I can even hear now giving the alarm on deck, and the sooner my arms are at liberty, the better will it be for us both.” ‘* There’s plenty of truth in that!” replied the shipkeeper, as he now set himself to work to unfasten the irons from his friend’s wrists, fs plenty of truth in that, and—” ‘How! Why! A thousand devils! What does this mean?” interrupted the voice of Tom Lark, at this juncture. ‘‘Ho! hallo there—on deck!” “That rascal: has come to, at last!” cried ri ‘and although it consoles me to think that I didn’t kill a fellow-creatur’, there isn’t music enough in that voice—which is something atween the roar of a bull and the granting of a sea-hog—to give any pleasure.” Marline’s handcuffs dropped clanking to the deck as his chuin spoke, and the young man sprung lightly from the run, The shipkeeper secured the trap above the hatch, while the other, rushing up the companion-way, fastened =e door leading to it, by hooking it on the in- side. This task was not accomplished a moment too soon, for a number of kicks and blows were now dealt against the door, and together with the roaring voice of Tom Lark—who evidently chafed in his confinement like a mad bull— Creat a din such as is seldom heard in a whale- ship! ‘Well, my eyes,” soliloquized Stump, ‘‘ them noises are sartainly not very inviting, nor those that make ’em very chival-rie-ous, seeing that a young lady lodges in this hotel!” “They will pound the door to eae before many hours,” said Marline, ‘“‘and before that happens I must make sure of the rifle that hangs in the captain’s state-room, so that we can show a good resistance to the bloodthirsty wretches. ‘Ay, ee bloodthirsty is the word,” said Stump. hem five pow-wows on deck are mad enough by this time to eat us alive. They ain’t at all particular, the ain’t, about the quality of their grub when the be angry. It’s parfectly ipeptyag how few ‘raal’ ‘epi- chewers’ there is in this world!” Marline did not pause to reply to this philo- sophical remark. He hastened to the state- _room and procured the rifle—which was already loaded—together, with a bullet-pouch, and an old-fashioned powder-horn, containing a small supply of ammunition. i : ‘Now, then, my friend, quick! Give me the key to Alice’s apartment.” ‘Here it is!” replied the shipkeeper, placin the instrument in his hand, ‘‘and mighty glad. I warrant you, will be the poor gal to see you, The Golden Harpoon. So, away you go, and God bless you both, while Stump keeps guard.” A tew steps carried the young man to the door which he sought, and which was nearly in a straight line with the foot of the stairway. He placed his rifle against the carved wains- cot, and turned the key in the lock of the door, Then he knocked gently upon one of the panels; but a half-smothered cry of alarm was the only response to the summons, ‘ 4 ae not fear, dear Alice; it is I—Harry Mar- ine The door was quickly operied, and Alice, with surprise and pleasure beaming in her great brown eyes, stood before him, She looked so beautiful in her excitement, that Harry stood for a moment staring upon her like one under the influence of a spell. As the.long lashes of those innocent eyes gradually drooped under his admiring glance, he was un- able to resist the impulse that sprung up within him, He threw an arm around the, prott waist, and drawing the unresisting girl to his bosom, kissed her with a fervor peculiar to sea- faring men. She gently disengaged herself from his em- brace. “Oh, Harry, I am so glad to see you. I have been so frightened! Those terrible noises! What are they trying to do now? They are at the cabin-door!” ‘*To break it open,” replied Harry, “Who? the mutineers?” “ Yes. ” “Why, I—I thought, when I saw you, that all this was over—that you and your gallant crew had come aboard and persuaded those misguided men to return to their duty.” - ‘“*T came alone,” said the harpooner, and he then proeeeded to make her acquainted with those occurrences of which the reader has al- ready been informed. ‘*Dear Harry,” faltered the young girl, ‘‘ how you must have suffered. Iam sorry, now, that you came aboard,” ; “Sorry?” “Yes, because, in addition to what you have already endured, you will have more trouble. The mutineers will soon break open the door, and then—then— Oh, my God: What if they should kill you?” ‘*Fear not for me, dear girl,” replied the har- pooner, ‘‘I am armed—and so is Stump. We can make a stout resistance; and we will pro- tect you as long as we can stand.” “T do not fear for myself,” replied Alice; ‘*T don’t think they would injure me. But you and your friend—what can you do against three times your number?” “But they have only harpoons and lances while we are provided with fire-arms. I have your father’s rifle and—” “T think I have heard him say that it is damaged so it can’t go off.” . ‘*T will soon decide that point,” said Marline, and he lifted the weapon and scanned the lock. “You are right, Alice, the piece cannot be discharged, but it can be made useful in other respects.” rash! went a heavy ax, against the cabin door, at this juncture, and the sharp edge of the instrument was seen to protrude through the wood work! - “ Ay, ay!” cried Stump, “ there it goes—it’s a-going—the door!” And even as he spoke, another tremendous blow shivered one of the panels into fragments. “This way, friend Stump!” cried rline, “we must form a barricade.” ; The shipkeeper came, and the two proceeded to erect a sort of breastwork with a sofa, a few chairs and a teble, which were firmly secured with ratlin stuff across the doorway of Alice’s apartment. The whole work was completed with great dispatch, and was viewed with much satisfaction by the two sailors, for they felt confident that they could prevent the mutineers from passing this barrier. Alice, who had been led by Marline to the further corner of the apartment, stood with clasped hands and pale cheeks watching the movements of her friends, and it was with a sinking heart that she at length heard the door of the cabin give Mor with a tremendous crash before the repeated blows of the ax! Then a terrific yell broke upon her ear, as the savage Driko, flourishing a sharp hatchet around his head, and followed by the rest of the ‘mutineers, armed with long ‘Jances, rushed down the companion-way. “This way, lads! this way!” roared Tom Lark, from the run, ‘IT am tied hand and foot! Come and set me free—quick! I am dying to give them two rascals a lesson on equal rights!” | stant. ys ‘None of that, you infarnal pow- wow!” cried Stump, pointing his pistol at the head of the Kanaka, who was now moving toward the hatch, “none of that or you are a dead fish! It’s parfectly astonishing,” he added, ‘to hear such an imp of Satan as that creatur’ in the hold a-prating about equal rights!” Every one of the mutineers halted. The sight of Stump’s weapon, and the rifle in Marline’s hand, had not been anticipated by these men. They looked at one another in surprise, and even seomed disposed to beat a retreat. Observing these signs of indecision, the reso- lution of the harpooner was formed in an in- Motioning to Stump to follow him, he suddenly leaped over the barricade, and coolly advanced toward the party, with the muzzle of his piece directed toward them. ‘Put down your arms, and return to your duty—every one of you!” he cried, sternly, ‘if you value your lives! I do not feel disposed to trifle with you!” ‘No, not a bit of it!” cried the doughty little shipkeeper, as he covered the head of Driko with his pistol. ‘You are dead pow-wows of a sartainty, if you don’t obey. You can’t expect any mercy from me, at any rate, after the way you tumbled me into the main hold!” **No—no!” yelled the prisoner in the run, * don't yield to’em, men, Pitch into ’em—they can't fire but two shots at the most. You_mis- erable imp of a Driko, where are you? Why don’t you attack ’em¢ They are only two and you are four! One good assault, and you can cut ‘em to pieces—perhaps without the loss of a man!” ; ** My eyes!” cried Stump, with a low whistle, ‘‘ it’s marvelous to hear the way that animal is urgin’ on bis pow-wows, while he himself is out of herany's way. Them that does that ain’t al- ways the most persuasive, seeing as it’s only ex- amples that’s contagious.’ And the speaker was right, for the mutineers, becoming more irresolute as they marked the. firm purpose that shone in the steady eyes of their two adversaries, were deaf to the com- mands of Lark. ‘Come, down with your lances—or we'll fire!” shouted Marline, ‘and we'll do the same if you attempt to retreat. Remember that whether you fly from or attack us, two of you at least must fall!” This was not to be disputed, and, wie his weapon, Driko motioned to his three followers to imitate his example. They obeyed, and the harpooner then ordered the whole party to the deck, The command met with th same success as that which had attended the previous one, The four men, with cowed and sullen faces, ascended the companion-way, followed by their two conquerors, who still retained their arms; and as soon as they were on deck, Marline gaye orders to ‘‘ wear” (veer) ship. As the vessel was under whole topsails, it seemed impossible that this duty could be exe- cuted by the few men now in the craft; but the harpooner and his friend lent their assistance, and the yards were swung round at last. As the wind was now from the westward, Marline soon afterward squared topsails and stood due east—hoping that this course would soon enable him to fall in with some of the boats. The man at the wheel, who was none other than the Portuguese steward Joseph, was doubtless much surprised at the change of com- manders; but, whatever may have been his thoughts, the coward was too prudent to express them. He was an excellent steersman, and. he now did his best, evidently hoping by this means to find favor in the eyes of the man whom he had insulted while he was a helpless prisoner. ‘ “That's right, keep her steady!” cried Mar- line, approvingly, ‘and a ‘there on the knightheads!” he added, glancing forward— “look sharp for the boats and the ice!” “ Ay, ay,” answered the dusky seaman, and his voice was far from cheerful. Descending into the cabin—after having ordered Stump to keep close to the companion- way, and to maintain a vigilant watch—the oung man now entered the apartment occupied Alice. ‘She bounded forward to meet him, and did not offer any very decided objection to the embrace with which he received her. . j. “I am so giad!” she said, as she gently dis- engaged herself after he had kissed her at least a dozen times. ‘I am so glad that the mutiny was subdued without bloodshed—that you are safe and uninjured!” “ And what is still better, I trust that we will soon fall in with the boats,” said Marline, “TI wore round about ten minutes ago.” meas = : ee es aE pasts Pd
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8 “Wore round? What is that?’ inquired Alice. “What? you, a sailor’s niece, don’t know what it is to wear ship!” “How should I?’ retorted Alice. ‘You know that I never took any interest in your salt-water phrases, nor much in any thing per- taining to the ocean.” . ‘Why then did you go to sea?” The cheeks of the young girl were instantly covered with blushes. Her heart beat rapidly. She lowered her eyes and did not speak until she could muster sufficient resolution to lift them to the face of her interrogator. Then the glances of both met—a heaven of womanly tenderness in hers, and in his the deep, strong passion of the man. She stepped toward him, placed both hands upon his arms and hiding her face in his bosom, Said, in a tremulous voice: ‘Why should I not acknowledge it? It was that I might be near you!” ** And Alice,” said he, ‘‘if you were not in this ship it would lose all attraction for me, . God shield fim from all harm,” he added, as a ‘sudden indefinable presentiment for which he could not account, swept over his spirit, ‘‘ and yreserve you, that we may both be made appy.” Then the lovers seated themselves, and with their hands interlocked, talked of the future, which they were pleased to fancy would be full of sunshine and without a cloud. CHAPTER VI. A SLIGHT CHANGE, THEY were very unpleasantly interrupted by the ag report of a pistol, apparently pro- ceeding from the deck, and springing to his feet, the harpooner darted up the companion- way, As he emerged from the entrance, however. he was seized and thrown down before he could use his rifle, by three of the New Zealanders, who had evidently been lying in wait for him, ‘They fastened his arms and his legs with strong cords, and then stepping back a few paces, glared upon him with Satanic exultation, At the same moment, turning his eyes to the right he saw the corpulent figure of Stump lying near the foot of the mizzen-mast; and, bending over it, the sinewy form of the savage Driko, The islander was engaged in securing the limbs of the prostrate man with ropes, and upon rais- ing his head to obtain a better view, Marline Feroeires that. the poor fellow was senseless, istol was lying by his side, and near that a belaying-pin, the latter of which, the young man at once divined, had been used to deal the shipkeeper the blow which had deprived him of consciousness. “* Ay, ay,” said one of the New Zealanders, as though he guessed our hero’s thoughts. ‘‘ De Portuguese at de wheel go behind him and knock him down with pin—strikee on de head —and den de pistol ’’e go off, and we know you den pretty soon come up from de cabin, and we wait for you. Hi! hi! hi! Very good dis wer to'catch you!” he fierce Driko had by this time finished his task, and rising to his feet, he now turned his coale eyes, blazing with fury, upon the face of ‘line. “You makee lay down lances, eh? You makee you captain of dis ship, eh?, Now me captain, and me killee you !” ith which words he moved to the car- nter’s chest, took therefrom a_keen-edged atchet, then rushed to the side of the prostrate youth, and lifted the weapon on high to deal the fatal blow. At that critical instant a cry of anguish was heard, as Alice—who had been alarmed by the prolonged absence of her lover, and who natur- ally experienced a presentiment of evil—rushed from the companion-way, and threw herself between the glittering steel and the body of the ne ‘ ‘Spare him! spare him! Oh, for heaven’s sake, Driko—stay your hand!” she cried, in tones of such earnest entreaty, that even the stern islander was moved. He remembered— and the wild men of the Pacific isles seldom for- get a favor—that this young girl had once, while the vessel was anchored near Honolulu, and the captain was ashore, saved him from be- ing flogge by the flinty-hearted Briggs. ut then he bad afterward made her a present of a beautiful string of pearls, and had thought at the time that the gift would cancel the ob- ligation. Now, however, many doubts upon this subject passed through his mind, as he Jooked down upon tbe sweet, earnest tace of the The Golden Harpoon. fair pleader, and listened to her beseeching voice. He remained buried in reflection for some time, and then in order to put an end to his perple ity, turned to his companions, and solici their opinion upon the all-important question. An animated discussion between them—one which was kept up with unabated ardor for nearly a quarter of an hour—was the result; and then the dusky “lawyers” unanimously decided that the gift of pearls did not quite re- lease Driko from his obligations to his pretty benefactress. The islander promptly threw his hatchet aside, and implied, by a dignified motion of his hand to Alice, that he would spare her lover's life. ‘“Me get out of de ‘tankee’ (thank you) in dis way,” said he, ‘‘and ‘me no owe you any more. S’posee Marline makee me mad again, why den, habbing no more tankee, me killee, quick,” “Well, blast me!” cried Stump, who had b this time recovered his senses, “ that’s what call a lubberly way of reasoning, although good enough, I suppose, for a pow-wow. But, I tell you what it is, blackskin—if you were only a little more than half civilized, you’d feel that you was under etarnal obligation to that gal for saving your hide. She’s a sort of omnipo- tent creatur’, she is, and the contrast atween her pretty skin and them tater (tattoo) marks upon yours, is wonderfully striking and pic- tur’sque! Besides—” : The mutineers did not give the shipkeeper an opportunity to conclude his observations. wo of them lifted him to his feet, and hurried him along to the main-hold, in which they bundled him without any ceremony. Marline was soon afterward transferred to the same quarter, and Alice was led back to her apartment—the door of which was then closed and locked, ‘* Well,” said Stump, as he rolled over upon his back after the hatch bad been secured above the heads of the two prisoners, ‘‘ here we are again, thrown into nearly the same situation as we was before. We ain’t made much progress in good luck, and as misfortunes never comes single, I suppose there’ll be more breakers pres- ently. That Portuguese sarved me a most un- mannerly trick sure enough, and if I ever get hold of his long head, I shall punch it of a sar- tainty. But I’ve larned by it another lesson, which is that them that doesn’t look on both sides of a question is pretty sure to get swamped.” * Ay, ay,” responded Marline, “and I ought to have se. to caution you to be on your uard against that sneaking villain at the wheel. o you suffer any from the effects of the blow?” “T’ve a hard head,” replied the shipkeeper, ‘‘ which has always been a distinguishin’ feature of the Stumps, and mine is peculiar in that way seeing as I was much given to butting when i was a youngster at school, a-l’arning my letters. I didn’t make much progress in books on that account; I was always and etarnally a-having these butting matches with my little shipmates and the more I butted the harder my hea grew, which is the reason, as I take it, that after awhile I couldn’t get any l’arnin’ into it. Asa nat’ral consequence, the blow I got from the Portuguese—blast him—hasn’t affected my in’- ard functions.” ““T am glad to hear it,” replied Marline. “* And now we must hope for the best. I think it very likely that the ship will be seen and boarded before long by our shipmates in the boats.” ‘‘Tf hoping on my part will do any good, she caxtadiaty ve be; and now I think we might as well make a s’arch for that saw which proved a friend to me the other time I was here, It isn’t particularly wise to put up with troubles when they can be prevented.” And the speaker, with much difficulty, pro- ceeded to roll himself about in different direc- tions, in order that he might come in contact with the instrument. This, however, was not to be found, and after he had fruitlessly exerted himself until every bone in his body ached, the shipkeeper worked himself back to the side of his chum, declaring that he believed the Kanakas had guessed the manner in which he had previ- ously liberated himslf, and so had carried away the tool. “Never mind,” replied Marline, “if we re- main quiet the cords will not give us much in- convenience.” He had scarcely spoken when a stream of light, caused by the opening of the run-hatch, darted in the after-part of the hold; an occur- rence which was duly commented upon by Stump. ‘© Ay, ay,” said he, “they are a-setting Tom Lark at liberty; and, as soon as that animal gets on deck, he’ll wear ship, and then there'll be no chance for the craft to fall in with any of the boats. It’s really miraculous, it is, the | amount of mischief that such a wolf can make before the law brings him to justice, and—” “Hark!” interrupted Marline, ‘*the ship is in the ice now!” ‘*So she is,” replied Stump, as the grinding of'the floating bergs against the vessel’s sides and ber bottom became louder each moment; ‘she’s in for it sure enough, and now if that in- farnal champion for ‘equal rights’ as he calls ’em, doesn’t look out he’ll have us a-goimg to the locker below in a stove ship, which I wouldn't relish exactly, seeing as my hands and feet are tied criminal-like, and Davy Jones might make a mistake and take me for a pirate. WhenI go below I’d prefer to go as an honest tar should, with neither ropes nor handcuffs about me. There!” he added, as the after hold again be- came dark, ‘‘they’ve taken him out; he’s at liberty, the big mule—and a mighty pleasant time we'll have of it. We are prisoners now for a sartainty.” P “Tt is too soon yet to. despair,” replied Mar- line. ‘‘ Lark will wear ship of course, but even then, there’ll be a chance of bis falling in with the boats. So keep up your spirits, my friend.” ‘““ My spirits ain’t sunk yet,” retorted Stump, ‘‘and I think it would be a heavy sea that ’ud sink ’em. To make light of our misfortun’s is the surest way of getting rid of ’em, and it’s astonishing to me how some of my fellow-crea- tur’s will fret themselves about small matters, and think their troubles is ‘catagount’}to everybody else’s.” , ; ‘‘+'There’s some truth in that,” reférted Mar- line, ‘‘and there’s nothing Jike meeting our mis- fortunes with a brave front. But look, my friend,” he suddenly added in a whisper, as he lifted his head, ‘‘ it seems to me that I can make out the outlines of a figure moving about in the steerage. There is certainly somebody there, cr lam very much deceived.” ‘* Ay, ay,” replied Stump, “you are sartainly right. Isee the creatur’, and I can’t imagine who he is, seeing as only the faint outlines of him is visible. But if he stays there much longer we'll get a clearer squint of him, for we are getting more accustomed-like to the dark- ness every minute. It’s a-making parfect cats of us—it is—so far as our eyes are consarned— this being in confinement; only I hope that it won’t prevent us from seeing clear in the day- light.” The harpooner was about to reply, when both men suddenly beheld a number ot jets of blue flame shoot. up amid the pe of the after-hold, shedding a faint, unearthly light upon the sur- rounding objects, and thus bringing into bold relief the long, cruel face and gleaming eyes of the Portuguese steward. : “ Blast him!’ ejaculated Stump, ‘* there he is, sure ehough, and if them blue flames ain’t prog- nostical of his future downfall into the great lower hold, that’s prepared for such sinners, then you may have my pigtail, which is dearer to me than life, But, what the infarnal blackskin intends to do with that furnace of blazing char- coal that he carries, baffles my scrutiny into human natur’,” “We shall soon see,” replied the harpooner— a terrible suspicion flashing through his mind ‘‘we shall soon see, The villain is capable of any crime,” “He’s a sneaking wretch,” added the ship- keeper, ‘‘as is proved by his doing everything in a sneaking way. He must have been one cf them that just liberated the chief mutineer, and in bis gen’ral underhand manner, he’s contrived to remain in the hold, esca ing the observation of Lark, who was too glad, I'll warrant, when he found himself free to pay attention to his sat’lite. But what can the infarnal imp be going to do with that charcoal furnace?” Stump, however, was soon enlightened, and the suspicions of his chum confirmed; for the steward now advanced rapidly toward them, and placed the, furnace upon a cask within a few yards of their feet. Then he darted for- ward, and drawing a pump-bolt from hispocket, he thrust it into the mouth of the shipkeeper and secured it with strong cords, heedless of the indignant remonstrances of the harpooner, and his loud hail to those on deck, for the young man did not beliéve that they were cognizant of the infernal plans of the Portuguese. ‘© Ay, ay,” said the latter, “you may cry until you be hoarse, but neither Lark nor de men will heed you, for dey t’ink you only do it so as dey can you let out of de hold. Hey: hey! hey! dis is fine revenge for de knock-down you ‘
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{ make Lark give me. Now den, me gag you de same as Stump!” And suiting the action to the words, he forced an iron belaying-pin, with which he was provided, into the mouth of the prisoner. f ‘*Dere,” said he, malignantly, when he had secured the instrument—‘‘now me leave you and go ondeck. De charcoal burn inde fur- nace, and de gas kill you before long time, de same as a rat!” With which comfortable assurance he departed, and the two men soon afterward heard him open the run-hatch in order to make his way into the cabin. e Bound and helpless—deprived even of the consolation of speech—the situation of the two was now miserable enough. The deadly gas from the burning charcoal was fast poisoning the close atmosphere of the hold, and the prisoners could taste the sickening vapor as it entered their throats, The air became more stifling every moment. The seamen felt their temples throb with vio- lence—an acute pain tearing through the brain like a knife shot at intervals into the head of each, : They believed: that their doom was sealed— that they were destined to expire in this miser- able pent-up spot, with their rebellious ship- mates within hailing distance of them, and yet —if we except the Portuguese~—ynaware of their condition. CHAPTER VII, ADRIFT. As soon as the steward had fastened the hatch of the run, he made his way to the deck. Tom Lark was standing near the mizzen-mast watich- ing the operations of three of the men, who in obedience to his orders, had commenced to unlash an old half-shattered boat that was secured to the beams, extending crossways above the quarter-deck, ‘*Come! come! bear a hand there!” he shouted. ‘‘We must get the boat alongside as soon as possible. Here, you, steward,” he added, turning to that functionary, ‘‘ jump up there, and help those men.” ‘“ Ay, ay, sir,” said the Portuguese, in a cringing tone of voice; ‘‘me glad to do what you tell me!’ and he mounted to the beams, The lashings were soon unfastened, and, by means of a tackle, which had been rigged over the steerage hatch, a few days previously, the boat was hoisted; and then lowered alongside. “It leaks bad,” said Driko, who had jumped into the vessel, for the purpose of receiving the oars, and the other articles which Lark had or- dered to be passed into it. ‘* Never mind the leak,” said the giant; ‘‘ the little craft is good enough for those that are to occupy it. I shall let’em have some provision for the sake of the gal. That’s what I call equal rights!” A breaker of fresh water, another of hard bread, together with pork and beef, were ac- cordingly Pineed in the vessel. Then followed a couple of line-tubs, a boat-sail, and a bucket of tar with a brush. ‘The two rascals can make a tent with them things for the gal. 1 haven’t anything against her, and so don’t see why she shouldn’t be made as comfortable as she can be, considerin: the circumstances, and according to the law o equal rights.” "The ship was now running at the rate of about seven knots, along the eastern edge of the floe, and, as the boat had been lowered upon the larboard side, it was between the ship and the ice—the latter not being further than five fathoms from it. " ““Tfme muy be so bold,” said the steward, obsequiously, to the self-constituted captain, ‘“‘me would like to ask whether you be going to put de prison -rs in de boat?” ‘* Ay, ay,” answered Lark, roughly; “but why do you ask?” ‘* Because me wanted to know whether me shouldn’t fe into de cabin and tell Miss Alice to get ready, and gag de mouths of dat Stump and Marline.” “And why should they be gagged?’ cried the giant. ‘ You must be mad!’ ‘Oh, because me t’ink you nolike to hear dem —especially dis Stump—talk to you, and call you bad names!” stammered the frightened ortuguese, who readily foresaw that, the in- stant the hatch was opened, the villainous trick which he had performed, without the sanction of Lark, would be discovered, The reader will, therefore, understand the reason why he wished to obtain the consent of the giant to the measure he had proposed. Should he succeed in doing this, he might make his way * The Golden Harpoon. rapidly from the run to the spot occupied by the prisoners, and conceal the furnace before the main hold could be opened. The smoke, that had already emanated from the coal, would, of course, be perceived, and would ex- cite much astonishment. But the gags in the mouths of the prisoners would prevent them from betraying the author of the mischief, Thus far, and no further, extended the hastily-formed conclusions of the Portuguese, who was certainly not a very deep thinker. It did not occur to his confused brain that the gags would at once be taken from the prisoners to enable them to explain the cause of the smoke, and of their own half-senseless condi- tion! “Yes, you must be mad!” cried the giant, as he fixed his great, round eyes upon the livid face of the steward; ‘‘and I don’t know but what it would be as well for me to set you adrift with the prisoners. That would be equal rights!” **Oh, no! no!” cried Joseph, trembling from head to foot; ‘*me no like to go with dem, Dey kill me, swre !” “Very well, then, don’t talk any more about gags, and such nonsense. If you do, I shall think you are mad, and I don’t want any mad- men in this ship. Off with the main-hatch, men!” he added, turning to the two islanders at his elbow; ‘‘and move about lively, for we've lost time enough already.” He was obeyed with alacrity, but the hold had scarcely been opened, when an exclamation of astonishment from the Kanakas drew the giant to the spot in time to inhale the gas, and to perceive the thin puffs of smoke that curled upward from the hatch. With a loud oath, he leaped through the opening, and he then perceived the burning coal, and also, that his two prisoners were gagged. To pass the heated furnace to the Kanakas, with an order to throw it overboard at once, was, with the mutineer, the work of an instant; then, lifting each of the two pros- trate men, one after the other, in his hercu- lean arms, he soon had them placed cn deck. ‘** Now then!” he cried, as he climbed to the combings of the hatch, “take those gags from the mouths of the prisoners,” The islanders obeyed, and, as soon as the suf- ferers had recovered sufficiently to speak, Lark addressed them: “Tt was against my orders that you were served in the way you have been; for, although I owe you a grudge for disputing my authority, I wouldn’t go to work to satisfy it in any such sneaking manner as charcoal and gags, which ain’t in the vocabulary of equal rights. Who was the man that did this mischief? I wish to know, so that I can punish him.” ie Ay, ay!” cried Stump, for, thanks to an ex- cellent constitution, both himself and his friend were rapidly recovering from the effects of the deadly carbon. ‘‘ Ay, ay; that’s a square ques- tion,and deserves to be squarely answered. In the first place, then, you are parfectly correct when ky say that the way we’ve been treated isn’t n the ‘vocalbubblery’ of equal rights. Them that has suffered as we have can be reasonabl sartain upon that p’int, and I'll say, in conclud- ing, that if I ever get hold of the head of Por- tuguese Joe—which was the creatur’ that caused all our woes—I shall give it a miraculous punch- ing. The eyes of the giant flashed fire, and, rush- ing aft to the mizzen-mast, near which the steward had stationed himself, he caught the trembling wretch by the throat, and shook him until he was almost senseless. *““You miserable "ey: Do you dare to go against the orders of Cap one to set my authority at defiance? Do you are— . “Mercy! mercy! mercy!” shrieked the Por- tuguese, trembling in every limb. ‘‘ Me won’t do it any more! Me will do anything you want me to.” ‘*Tf I wasn’t so short-handed, I should blow out your brains!” thundered the mutineer; ‘“but I want every man to work the ship, and so I shall content myself by tying you up in the rigging, and flogging you likeadog! That’s what call equal rights!” ~ ““No! no! no!” gasped the coward, clasping both bands; ‘‘only let me go dis time, and never more will me do what you no like. Me cook for you—wash for you—every ting me do, if you let me go!” But the giant relentlessly dragged the wretch to the mizzen rigging and fastened his wrists to the shrouds. ‘And now,” said he, ‘as soon as I have set the prisoners adrift and have tacked ship, I’ \ tain Lark? Do you | 9 shall give you a lesson with a rope’s-end that you won’t easily forget!” The Portuguese continued his cries for mercy ; but, without heeding bim, the chief of the mutineers now turned, and ordered the New Zealanders to bring tbe prisoners aft. “Tam going to set you adrift,” he said, ad- dressing the two seamen as soon as he bad been obeyed, “and you won’t starve—leastways not just yet, as there’s some provisions in the boat.” “‘ And Alice!” cried Marline; ‘ you—” “She'll go with you,” interrupted Lark, ‘and there’s the means in the boat to make a tent for her. The craft is stove and won’t hold you long, but you must make the best of it. That’s equal rights!” ‘No, blast me if it is!” cried Stump, ‘‘ and you can’t make it out any way youtry. Put- ting three people in a stove boat is about as un- reasonable a thing as can be imagined, seeing as to go down isn’t to go up. You are a parfect humbug, Captain Lark!” ** Silence!” said Lark, sternly, ‘‘ you are an ignoramus and don’t know any thing about my laws, which I again tell you are all founded upon the great principle of equal rights. This is my ship—you came aboard of it—you rebel against my authority—and I-set you adrift in a stove boat to punish you for the mutiny, which is perfect justice, and would be understood as such by any person who, like me, believe in equal rights.” ‘Well, shiver me!” replied the wei, giving vent to a whistle something like the piping of a boatswain’s mate, *‘ if you don’t pull and twist things about jn the most lubberly fashion I ever saw, and all for the purpose of making ’em look ship-shape, which they can’t and never will be for all that, so help me Stump. Why, skin my eyes! you might as well put a greenhorn in a tub on deck and then insist for a sartainty that he could lift himself clear of the bulwarks by pulling upon the sides of the tub. Them that says the days of mira- cles is past would be mistaken if the doctrine ‘breeched’ by you was a true one, which isn’t the case, by any“means.” “That’s enough,” said Lark, “that’s enough. The more you talk the more you show your ignorance of the entire subject of our argument. don’t wish to say any more to you for I per- ceive that you know nothing of equal rights!” And, turning impatiently away.he ordered one of the islanders to go below and bring Alice to the deck. “Tell her from me,” said Marline, addressing the man as he was about to depart upon the mission, ‘‘ to wrap herself up as comfortably as she can, as, thanks to this rascal,” he added, directing an angry glance toward Lark, who received it with the most imperturbable cool- ness, *“‘she is about to undergo many priva- tions and hardships!” “God bless the little thing!” ejaculated Stump, in a fervent tone. ‘ It’sa raal shame—blow me if it isn’t, to turn that sweet creatur’ out of house and heme, who hasn’t never done nothing to desarve such punishment. I'd lay down m life for her any moment—ay, more than tha I'd give her my pigtail if such a present would do her any good. But you'll be brought to jus- tice, Captain Lark. Them that acts like you, must be brought to justice in the end!” ‘* Amen!” answered Lark, ironically, and at that instant his attention was drawn to another quarter by the sudden loud flapping of the— ship's canvas against the masts. © “How do you head there?” he thundered to the man at the wheel. : ‘‘No’th, half east, sir—the wind has hauled ahead!” r “ Ay, ay, so it has!” cried Lark; ‘‘ keep ber off for the present, White Squall!” ‘© Ay, ay, sir,” answered the islander, as be put up his wheel. - ‘ But, as the vessel fell off, a cracking, grind- ing sound was heard under the weather quarter, and upon looking over the rail, the mutineer perceived that that part of the ship had swung against the ice, forcing into it the boat along- side with a power that caused the already in- jured planks to give way in several places, “Unhook the tackle, Driko, and let the boat go. It’s no use now, for it’s stove so bad that it wouldn’t float an infant. We’ll set the pris- oners adrift onthe ice, and if they choose to fish up the boat, afterward, they can do so, That’s equal rights!” ‘ By the time he concluded, the New Zealander had obeyed’ his order, and both , watched the boat until it had sunk out of sight among the huge blocks of ice, “Now, then, luff!” shouted Lark to the helms- man. ; - men had a ee
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10 — The Golden Harpoon, * Ay, ay, sir!” and down went the helm, Then, as the ship came into the wind, the iant, with the assistance of Driko, succeeded in backing the main topsail. A minute later and the .vessel had drifted with the current alongside of the floe. ‘*Now, then,” said Lark, as he fastened the lower part of a rope around the breast of Mar- line, just beneath the arm-pits, ‘‘ over you go!” And motioning to the islander to take hold of the other part of the piece of rigging, he passed the still bound harpooner over the ship’s rail, and, cautioning Driko to maintain his hold, let go of his burden. But the rope slipped from the hands of the islander, and as a natural con- sequence, the young man was precipitated to the ice with a force which, for a few minutes, deprived him of his senses. e partially regained them in time to see the corpulent body of Stump—bound hand and foot —dangling above him as it was being lowered to the ice, aiid also the form of Alice Howard, as the young girl, closely wrapped in her fur cloak, and with a pale countenance, was de- scending the ship’s side by means of the man- ropes and the steps which had been prepared for her accommodation, The young man raised himself upon his elbow, feeling bewildered, and half-inclined to believe that he was dreaming. But the rough voice of Tom Lark, andafar gentler voice uttered at nearly one and the'same moment, soon dissi- pated the mist from his brain, and. enabled him to comprehend the truth. : pound with the yards, men. Lively! live- “Dear Harry, speak to me—are you much hurt?” Then the vision of the ship fading away in the mist, as she boomed upon her new course, was partially hidden from the eyes of the har- pooner by the fair young face of Alice Howard that was bent full of sympathy toward his own, while she proceeded to cut, with his sheath-knife, the cords about his ankles and wrists. . “My own Alice, here on the ice! Heaven help her!” cried Marline, as he threw his arm pie area around the waist of the sweet girl, “ Without shelter—without—” “ Answer me, Harry, are you much hurt?” **Tf we could erect some kind of a canopy to cover you—ay, if we could only do that,” con- tinued the harpooner, still, in his anxiety for the comfort of Alice, forgetting to answer her question, ‘then there would be some consola- tion in the matter.” “You are hurt—badly injured!” murmured the girl, with tears in her cyes, ‘‘and that is the reason why you will not reply to me.” “Hurt? No, indeed; I was only stunned!” And the young man sprung lightly to his feet. Alice also arose; and placed her hand upon the shoulder of her lover, looking into his face with a bright smile. “T am so glad,” she said, ‘‘I am happy now.” “AY, ay but blow me if I am!” grunted Stump, who, with his hands and his ankles so closely bound that he was forced to sit in a ‘* doubled-up” position upon the cold surface of the ice, was certainly in an uncomfortable situ- ation. “No, not a bit of it, These quarters are worse than that cursed hold; and if you don’t untie me pretty soon I shall commit sui- cide, much as that goes against the Stump nature, by rolling over the edge of the ice into the water.” CHAPTER VIII. THE CHASE. As the Montpelier bowled upon her way, after Lark had so unceremoniously left his pers upon the ice, the giant rubbed his ands with delight, and glancing up at the squared topsails, which were now filled by the pee gs 5 breeze, he thus communed with him- self: “Tt’s all right now. A fair wind, and the craft cleared of all unnecessary rubbish. That’s as it should be—that’s equal rights.” His eye fell upon the steward as he spoke, when he suddenly remembered that he had an- other duty to perform before he could experi- ence that intense satisfaction which, in his opinion, should be felt by the captain of, a me ocd ship. So he dispatched one of the islanders into the cabin for the ‘‘cat-o’-nine tails,” an old heir- loom that had descended to Briggs from a nautical grandsire, who was famed for his dex- terous and frequent use of this instrument. The native soon returned, and, armed with this cruel weapon, the chief mutineer advanced to the mizzen shrouds, to commence the work of punishment. he Portuguese writhed like a serpent be- neath the torture, which was inflicted with an unsparing hand, and his screams more. in un- earthly peals through every corner of the ship, thrilling the hearts of the New Zealanders even with the most uncomfortable sensations. The captain himself soon became disgusted with these cries, and, wishing to entertain him- self in a more agreeable manner, cut the stew- ard loose, and, by a dexterous movement of his right leg, sent him headlong to the companion- way, ordering him, in a very impolite manner, to go below and prepare his dinner. “Keep a sharp lookout there, ahead!” he shouted to the man upon the lookout, “and if you see anything in the shape of a boat, let me know it at once!” “* Ay, ay, sir,” responded the islander, as he peered with redoubled vigilance through the thick fog that covered sky and sea. With another glance aloft, and a hasty look at the compass, Captain Lark then stepped to the companion-way, with the intention of descend- ing and hastening the movements of his stew- ard. But, be had not quite reached the widdle of the staircase, when one of those prolonged and unearthly cries, such as only the wild men of the Pacific isles can utter, broke upon his ear and caused him to start, , * Boat, 0-0-0!’ And before the shrill, vibrating voice had quite died away, the captain cleared the en- trance of the companion-way with a bound, and ordering the man at the wheel to keep off a couple of points, rushed forward and sprung upon the knight-heads. Yes; there it was, sure enough—2 boat lying just a little off the starboard bow, within ten fathoms of the ship, with her oars apeak and her crew looming up like grim phantoms in the fog! Ship ebay. shouted a deep, stentorian voice, which Lark immediately recognized as that of the hoary-headed Briggs; ‘‘isn’t that the Montpelier?” “No!” promptly answered the mutineer, and, as he spoke, the bows of the ship fell rapidly off; ‘it’s the Neptune!” “Blow me, but I know that voice!” retorted the mate. ‘It’s Tom Lark’s, and—and—ay, may I be swallowed by a shark if the craft isn’t the Montpelier! My eyes can’t deceive me with regard to a vessel I’ve once sailed in! Pull ahead, Mr, Spooner!” ** Ay, ay, sir,” retorted the second mate, and he ordered his crew to take to their oars. By this time the ship—which had been kept off a couple of points, thus bringing the wind upon the quarter—had forged ahead so far that the boat was now abreast of the main-rigging; and, as the oar-blades of its crew splashed in the water, the mutineer rushed to the waist, and watched the approaching vessel with an anxious eye. ‘A pull on the lee-braces, men!” he shouted to. the three islanders, who, besides the man at the wheel and the steward in the cabin, now constituted the crew of the Montpelier. They were all i men, and with the « ssistance of their powerful leader, they soon had the yards properly braced to agree with the new course of the ship. The latter was how booming along through the water, at the rate of eight knots, with a man at the wheel who understood his business; for the New Zealander, besides his readiness in learning to wield the barbed har- poon, soon acquires a good practical knowledge of seamanship. ‘* White Squall ”—so named by his shipmates, on account of his fitful temper— was no exception to the rule, and he handled the spokes like a veteran—keeping the vessel so straight that even a frigate’s quartermaster could not have found fault with his steering. Lark’s tormentor, however, was still dashing along toward the ship, with that peculiar rapid- or. which characterizes the whale-boat—a craft which being sharp at both ends, and gracefully, and lightly modeled, is tae formed for speed. The boat was pulled with “‘double- banked oars”—that is, Briggs and his party, who were in the boat, assisted the crew of the second mate, and it soon was not further than seven fathoms from the Montpelier, abreast the mizzen rigging; and the grim-visaged Briggs, with a voice which certainly could not fail to make an impression, was doing his utmost to encourage the men. A cl gaa of the truth had flashed across his mind at the moment when Lark answered his hail, and, as there were many thousands of dollars already belonging to him, as his share of the cargo now in the Montpelier, he did not feel ‘ / at all inclined to allow the vessel to escape im. ‘‘Oh, you lubberly rascal, you! But there'll be some fine flogging in that craft when I get aboard of it!” he shouted, as Captain Lark, with a pipe in his mouth, and his loaded pistol in his right hand, although he kept out of sight, cool- ly peered at him over the quarter-rail. ** Nonsense,” replied this individual, blowing a defiant puff of smoke toward the boat. | ** You'll never get a chance for that, my jolly mate! Twist me if I don’t think it’s an impu- dent piece of business—your wishing to board my ship, when I’m not willing you should!” ‘“‘Why, You villain!” roared Briggs, perfectly furious; ‘“‘you talk as though the ‘vessel be- longed to you, Pll teach you better manners presently !” ‘The craft is mine,” retorted the mutineer. | ** You and Captain Howard have enjoyed her | and had the good of her for two years. Now J take possession, and I doubt, were the a alive, that she would be mightily pleased wit her change of owners. That’s equal rights!” During this conversation, the boat had less- ened, another fathom, the distance between it and the ship, and Captain Lark became aware that it was time to show a little resistance. Accordingly, he ordered the three islanders to arm themselves with barpoons, and take their station at his side—a command which they obeyed with alacrity. . ‘“And now,” said the chief mutineer, leveling his pistol at the head of the second mate, ‘* you'll have the goodness to tell your men to stop pulling. I do not care to have you any nearer, and the sooner you act according to my directions, the better will it be for you! If you object, I shall be obliged to send a bullet through your brains; but if,on the contrary you comply, I shall leave you in unmolested possession of your boat. That’s equal rights.” But tbe second mate, who was a brave old fellow, and who, having ‘‘seen some fighting ” in a frigate during the war of 1812, was familiar with gunpowder as well as with whales, coolly eyed the mutineer, and replied: “ Fire, and be hung to you! You can’t scare me with any such little plaything as that; be- sides which, I know you are nothing of a marks- man, and couldn’t hit the broadside of a frigate though it were but a few fathoms off! Pul ahead, lads!” ‘* We'll see about that!” replied Lark, and, taking deliberate aim, he fired. The second mate did not utter a word of com- plaint; but the hand that held the steering-oar dropped bleeding and powerless by bis side. Seizing the implement with his left, however, he still encouraged his men, in a low, stern tone, that denoted his sufferings, and the effort he made to prevent the expression of them. The next moment Briggs had taken his place, and, tearing off a piece of the boat flag, the wounded man, with the assistance of the after oarsman, proceeded to wind it about the bleed- ing hand. soon as this task was accomplished, his as- sistant seized the boat-keg, with the intention of pouring some of the fresh water it contained upon the rag. But, of all the precious elements in this world, that simple but invaluable one, fresh water, is most prized, and hoarded with most scrupulous care, by seafaring men, whose pipet absence from hospitable shores ren- ers it difficult for them to procure a sufficient supply of the treasure. Hence, it followed that Mr. Spooner very promptly and decidedly pushed aside the keg. : “Not a drop,” said he, ‘shall be wasted on me. We'll need that water, badly enough, be- fore we get through with this business!” — Another bullet, at this ee whistling toward the boat, and, striking the handle of one of the oars, passed through the sleeve of the mate’s jacket. | ee . “Spring, men, spring!” roared Briggs. ‘‘ Lay back to your oars with a willyand we'll be aboard the craft before that big rascal can load and fire again.” ‘* Pm not so sure of that,” replied Lark, as be te Sages why should I? You wish to oath my earn SS ee “ Ay, ay, excellent,” responded Lark. bee ticing with ‘em, and I like ’em te ae Now, then, ’Driko,” he added,
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The Golden Harpoon. turning to that worthy, “‘let us see what stuff you are made of. Dart youriron, and pin Briggs.” ‘* Ay, ay, sir,” responded the swarthy islander. And, bending back, with his long, lithe figure stretched to its utmost tension, he lifted the barbed weapon, and directed the point toward the heart of the mate. To say that the latter could stand unmoved before the point of this deadly instrument, directed by an arm and an eye so unerring as those of Driko, would be to declare that Briggs was more than human. He turned pale, and stood prepared to dodge the harpoon, when it should be thrown, and, viewing his emotion, the men relaxed their exertions a little, in order to turn their glances over their shoulders. Then the glimpses which they caught of the uplifted weapon, which the islander had not yet quite placed to his satisfaction, created con- siderable confusion. The oars of two of the men ‘‘ caught crabs,” and the rest fairly turned around upon their thwarts. ‘“What are you about there?” yelled Mr. Spooner, with flashing eyes. ‘‘The harpoon isn’t pointed at you; it’s directed at Mr, Briggs!” A bret which that worthy knew but too well, and which, when it was thus verbally expressed by his brother officer, did not inspire him with any very comfortable sensations, He was now ‘ducking ” bis head and twisting himself about in a manner which would certainly have been deemad ludicrous under different circumstances. “ Whiz-z-z!” came the deadly weapon at last, and down went Briggs, with a suddenness that caused him to tumble over the after oarsman. He had dodged the iron in time, but it had passed close to his ear, just grazing it and sever- ing one of his locks. “ Now then, one good dash, men?” he roared, springing to his feet, ‘‘ and we’ll be alongside!” But at that instant, another iron came whiz- zing from the ship, and the ’midship oarsman fell back with a low — as the barbed instru- ment entered his body. The horror and confusion resulting from this calamity was such that the exertions of the crew at the oars were entirely suspended for some moments; and it was not until the dying sailor had been carefully placed in the stern- sheets, that anything like order could be re- stored. Then the men again took to their oars, although they were now so far astern of the ship that she was nearly out of sight in the thick fog. ‘‘Never mind, lads!” cried. the dauntl:ss second mate. ‘‘ We'll be up with’em yet, for if I ain’t mistaken there’ll be a calm before many hours. The breeze has already fallen away a little.” . . And so the men, anxious to avenge their shipmate, whose dead face and glazed eyes in the stern-sheets, confronted them, tugged and strained at the oars with redoubled energy. The breeze, as Mr. Spooner had declared, was adually dying away, and Captain Lark Seemed it necessary to set the top-gallant sails, which he now had an opportunity of doing, as the boat was too far astern at present to give. any trouble. The additional canvas, when the yards had been hoisted, and the sails sheeted home, in- creased the speed of the ship to such a degree that her pursuers could do but little more than keep her in sight; and when an bour had passed with no better result, the oarsmen became so fatigued by their almost frantic exertions, that the breath came from their lips in short, rapid gasps, while the perspiration rolled in big drops rom their foreheads. It was at this juncture that Lark—who stood upon the round-house rubbing his hands with great glee, and mentally predicting the entire discomfiture of Spooner and his crew—was startled by an exclamation from one of the islanders in the waist. He turned quickly, and was still more startled by the’ sudden a pari- tion of another boat a few fatboms off the lee beam, and rapidly approaching the ship! i “Ship ahoy !” thundered the voice of Captain Howard; ‘isn’t that the Montpelier?” “Up helm! Stand by with your harpoons, men!” roared the mutineer, springing to the quarter-deck with a bound and cocking his pistol. . denies ‘ But before the vessel could fall off a quarter of a point, the bow of the boat struck her side, and a couple of her crew succeeded, a moment afterward, in grasping the man-ropes. But Lark’s pistol, pointed at the head of one them, and a harpoon directed at the heart of the other, together with a fierce declaration \ - frem the mutineer, that he would shoot the first man that attempted to board bim, rather startled the two sailors and caused them to let go their hold. The captain, however, whose previous suspi- cions of foul play were now confirmed, darted to the bow with ready presence of mind, and; by means of the boat-hook, drew the little ves- sel under the mizzen-chains before she could drop astern, and ordered his harpooner to secure her with a rope. This was soon done, but at the same instant, the islanders threw their deadly weapons, which would certainly have done terrible execution, had not the bow oarsman, whose eye had not quitted his enemies for a moment, warded them off by means of the drag—a square, thick piece of wood, with a rope attached to the middle. With an oath of disap pointment, the mutineer then ordered the islanders to procure more arms, and leaning far over the rail as he spoke, in order to make his aim sure, he directed his pistol at the captain. But before he could alt the trigger, the boat- hatchet was hurled at his bead with unerring- recision, by the same courageous seaman who iad foiled the murderous intentions of the dusky islanders. The back of the weapon struck the giant upon the temple with great force, felling him to the deck like an ox. Then, arming themselves with lances, the boat’s crew, headed by their captain, scrambled pell-mell up the ship’s side. Perceiving the uselessness of resistance, as they were outnumbered by six to three, the New-Zealanders surrendered themselves, and every one of them, not excepting the man at the wheel—who was relieved by the orders of the captain, were ironed and thrust into the. run. Tom Lark—Captain Lark no longer— | who recovered his senses by the time these lit- tle preliminaries had been gone through with, was also secured with handcuffs—there are always plenty of these articles in a whaleship— and placed in the hold to enjoy the company of his fellow-conspirators. ‘Ay, ay,” said this interesting character, as he was pushed through the open hatchway, ‘my prospects have received a sudden check. Thaven’t had much opportunity to enjoy my newly acquired property, which is no sooner in my hands ‘than it escapes ’em, That isn’t in the vocabulary of equal rights!” « It was about this time that the man at the wheel, upon casting a careless glance over his shoulder, saw the boat of the second mate, which was faintly distinguishable in the fog astern. He notified the captain, who immedi- ately had the main-topsail backed and the ship brought into the wind. But he felt so much anxiety with regard to his niece and her companions—for Driko had at once informed him of the disposition that had been made of them by the chief mutineer—that he scarcely heeded the boat when it dashed alongside. The hearty shake of the hand which he received from Mr. Spooner, however, as theld man confronted him, recalled him to himself, “This has been a bad business,” said the poor fellow, as a contortion caused by the pain in his wounded hand passed over his face, ‘Tom Block was killed!” “What!” cried the captain, with a start, “< Tom—” “* Ay, ay,” interrupted the mate, ‘“‘filled by a harpoon thrown by one cf tho (aiutivoers;” and he then proceeded to give © graphic de- scription of the incident, *“*‘Tam sorry—very sorry thoi chis has hap- pened!” cried the captain, with mucl: omotion. “Shall we hoist the boats?’ inquired Brig, at this juncture. _ ¥ AY ay, the waist-boat, but not mio,” replied the Pee ‘for I shall presently go in search of Alice!” “And what shall we do with the body of Tom Block?” ‘Sew it up immediately. We will have the burial as soon as we can.” Accordingly, as soon as the boat had been hoisted, the corpse was placed upon the car- penter’s bench—palms, twine and needles were procured; a pisses of anold sail was wrapped around the lifeless form, which was securely stitched up, after a number of bricks had been placed in the bottom of the shroud. Then the flag was hoisted at half-mast, the gangway plank made ready to receive its burden, and the captain with an open Bible in his hand, stood ready to read the funeral service. The men mustered at the given signal, and, with uncovered heads, listened respectfully to the words that were read to them from the Holy Book. The chapter was well chosen—well cal- il culated to touch the hearts of those rough men with its simple yet beautiful truths, and whem the reader had finished, and the shrouded body, after sliding adown the sloping board, dropped into the water wi.h a dull splash—the crew walked forward with a feeling of consolation that they had not dreamed they could have ex- perienced as soon after the death of their ship- mate, “ He al ways did his duty—Tom did!” said an old seaman, ‘‘and if he don’t go aloft it won’t be his fault!” ‘““ Ay, ay,” responded another, “there’s a ood deal of satisfaction in that idea, although it’s hard to lose a chum so sudden-like. I'll miss: him mighty bad—I will—as we always messed together—eating out of the same pan and using the same knife and fork.” ‘ “That is hard,” responded the old tar, ‘ but after you’ve lost as niany chums as I have, you won’t think so much of a matter of this. kind.” Further conversation was now prevented by the voice of the captain ordering the men to wear ship, and as soon as this task had been ac- complisaed, two men were posted upon the knightheads to keep a good |cok-out, This duty, howeyer, was soon rendered al- most unnecessary, by a dead calm, which fell upon the sea before the vessel had advanced a mile upon her new course. The sails hung mo- tionless upon the yards, and a feeling of unac- countable drowsiness stole over the weary helmsman. He could scarcely keep his eyes open, and it was only the presence of the cap- tain, who, with rapid and impatient strides was walking the quarter-deck, that prevented him from indulging in sleep. ““Mr, Spooner,” said the skipper, addressing the second mate, who was near the companion- way bathing his wounded hand in cold water, ‘*T can’t endure this fearful suspense much longer. I shall have my boat manned imme- diately after supper, and shall go in search of Alice!” ‘*Hadn’t you better wait until morning?” saidthe old man, ‘ We are at the least about four leagues from the ice, by this time, and then in the darkness of the night—it is getting dark ‘even now—coupled with this fog, you won’t stand much chance in finding your niece.” ‘* [can’t endure this suspense. I should lose my senses before morning! must look for her, and that as soon as possible !” ‘** Supper is ready, sir!” cried, at this moment, the Portuguese steward, Joseph, thrusting his. head through the companion-way. Joe had ny Py the handcuffs by a plausible tale, in which he made it appear that he had no hand in the conspiracy to take the ship, and had exhibited the red stripes upon bis back, stating that Lark had flogged him because he rebelled against his measures. Howard, who was not of a suspicious nature, credited this story; but the steward fearing that the pris- oners in the run—or if not they, the young har- pooner, Harry Marline, and his friend Stump— (in case they should ever be picked up)—would eventually betray him, bed resolved to make his escape from the ship as soon as possible, The helmsman, whose dyowsiness had been noticed, bad been drugged by the Portugues who had presented him with a glass of drugge ae soon after he took his position at the wheel, The consequence was that, by the time the decks were deserted by the officers and crew —who had gone below to get their suppers—the steerman’s orem dropped upon his breast and he fell into a deep slumber. d The next moment the steward—who, under pretense of going to the locker for a certain dish, had contrived to make his way stealthily to the deck—glided to the waist-boat, cautiously glancing around him to make sure that he was not observed, 7 omer severed with his knife the lashings and also the falls, Then he pushed the vessel overboard, and making his way to the captain’s boat, he sprung into it, severed the rope that held it to the ship, and seized the steering-oar. 4 “Done!” he muttered, exultantly, as he rapid- ly sculled the craft away from the pe ier, and gave the other boat a shove with his foot, ‘me clear of dis vessel at last, and me soon be picked up by some other ship, for de Ochotsk Sea is full of’em, De cap’n can no come after me,” he added, glancing toward the waist-boat, which was drifting off with the current. ‘ He! he! he! me serve ’em fine trick. Good idee dat, to cut adrift Spooner’s boat, so dey no can catch me. Dey hang me, sure, if dey did!” As he spoke he redoubled his exertions, and he was soon so far from the Montpelier that he would have been completely shrouded by the ~
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12 fog from the gaze of any person on deck, The boats were not missed until half an hour afterward. The ‘captain was the first to perceive the loss, which overwhelmed him with astonishment, indignation, and grief. The helmsman was awakened and ques- tioned, but he could throw no light upon the sub- ject; and it was not until many hours afterward— when the prolonged absence of the steward from the cabin began to be remarked—that any definite conclusions began to be formed. “ Ay, ay,” said Briggs, in his blunt way, “I al- ways did suspect that fellow; and now I feel certain that he has deserted the ship, and that he cut away the other boat to prevent us from cate. him!” ‘*Tt is a terrible loss,”’ replied the captain, with a groan—‘“ the loss of those boats, at the present moment; for we have not another in the ship, and so have no means of going in search of Alice. God help her! God help the poor girl!” OHAPTER IX, THE DISAPPEARANCE. ‘To return to the little party upon the ice. We left our friend Stump, sitting in a very un- comfortable position, near the edge of the frozen block, and complaining because the lovers had not yet unfastened his bonds. *Oh, a thousand J ake tg my deat, friend!” replied Alice, blushing deeply. “ It was, indeed, very wrong on my part to forget you.” “Tam more to blame, Alice, than you are,’’ inter- rupted Marline, drawing his sheath-knife and pro- ceeding to cut the cords from the wrists and ankles of the prostrate seaman. “Ay, ay, old chum,’ he added, as Stump, with a sigh of relief, arose to his feet, and began to kick the “ cramp” from his little legs, “it is all my fault that you were overlooked.” “Never mind apologies, now,’ replied Stump, . “seeing as the way you acted was parfectly nat’ral, considering that you hadn’t met for half an hour. But those pow-wows, twist ’em, have sarved us a lubberly trick; for, besides taking the ship, they fs left me a drop of ‘ile to grease my pigtail wit “Your pigtail, friend Jack, is of but little conse- uence at present,’’ said the harpooner; “it will oubtless need oiling more than it does now before we are picked up.” ** Ay, ay, there’s some truth in that last,’ retorted Stump, with a mournful grin, “and I’m sorry for it, because I always like to keep the thing neat and er like, when there’s a young lass to look a ” ’ “Then you may set your mind at ease, my friend,’ said Alice, kindly, ‘‘ for I like the pigtail as well without it as with it. “The Stumps always wore ’em ‘iled,” said the shipkeeper, shaking his head: “but it’s consoling to me at any rate, Miss Alice, to hear you say that hg like mine as well when it doesn’t shine as when oes.’ ““We are certainly in a very disagreeable situa- dion at present,’ said Marline. ““There’s no disputing that p’int,”’ replied Stump, as he threw a woeful glance around him. “There isn’t a very fine etus spread out before us, seeing as these cold blocks and bergs of ice don’t look quite as comfortable as the quarters we are used to. Then, to live on, which is another perfectly overpowering consideration.” “Tt’s a pity,” said Marline, “that the captain and his crew did not remain aboard the ship, as they are accustomed todo. Then all this trouble would have been prevented. You and I, Stump, can easily endure the hardships before us; but with Alice it is different.” Batis’ “Indeed,” said the captain’s niece, assuming a By, tone; “you will find that I can bear them, too. esides,”’ she continued, “‘as soon as the fog clears, we will see the other boats, and then we can go ashore, and ‘build a tent, and make a good fire.” ** All this will come to pass, in time, I have no doubt,” replied Harry, ‘‘and very soon, too, if Briggs and the men, who left me about an hour before the ship stove my boat, have succeeded in their purpose, which was to find our friends. But, if they have failed, and have lost themselves, we may have to pass the night upon the ice, and per- haps a great portion of the next day, for this fog, : in my opinion, will be of long duration.” : “Never mind,” said the young girl. ‘ You per- ceive I have a thick fur cloak, which will keep me warm enough, under almost any circumstances; but kis and Stuanp, I am sorry to see, are not very thickly clad.” The two seamen laughed, good-humoredly. ‘““We are used to roughing it, as you know, Alice,” said Harry, ‘‘and don’t feel the cold.” “ Ay, ay,” cried Stump, ‘‘that’s it; our hides are as tough as bull-fish, and we can only feel consarn on your account, sweet lass, for it must be owned that this fog isn’t as good for your lungs as the steam from a cup of tea.” “Tt won’t hurt me, nevertheless,’’ said Alice, epi “for I have a good constitution, and you know I have remained on the deck of the Mont- pelier, in a thick fog, and when the weather was much colder than it is now.” ‘* Well, blast my eyes!” cried Stump, in admira- tion, ‘if ever I saw such a perfect little duck of a philosopher before. There are few women that could speak so cheery-like under present sarcum- stances.” | “You are right, there, chum,” said Harry, warm- fy. ‘I have seen girls, before now, that would do not but moan and faint, were they to fd them- selves in a predicament of this kind.”’ Alice did not attempt to conceal the glowing mani- ain, we ain’t got any provisions . The Golden Harpoon. festations of pleasure that her lover’s compliment called forth upon her cheek, and in her eyes. But, before the blush and the smile had faded from her face—with the natural desire to defend her sisters which animates the bosom of every true-he ed woman—she added: “Tt is hardly just, Harry, to imply that any wo- man would act wer riaenepepine under circumstances in which you have never seen her placed. A girl, who shrinks and trembles when threatened with some _ misfortune, may show much bravery and for- titude upon occasions of great peril.” “True enough,” said the harpooner; ‘‘ but you must acknowledge,”’ he added, smiling, *‘ that there are some young women who, by their general be- havior alone, give the most unequivocal proofs of a nature too weak and frivolous to evince resolution, or unselfish devotion, under any circumstances.” “ That’s so,’’ put in Stump, ‘‘and Molly Banks, of Nantucket, was oné of them kind. In my young days, I made a lubber of myself, by proposing to splice hands with that young she. But, she hadn’t enough devotion in her natur’, she said, to marry a man that wore a pigtail. This took me all aback, as well it might; says I, ‘Why Molly,’ says I, ‘the Stumps always wore ’em, and mine is very becom- ing to me!’ *Nonsénse!’ says she, ‘it’s too old-fashioned; I’d never have courage to take a husband with one of them things.’ “‘All right,’ says I, as I sheered off,‘a woman that hasn’t neither devotion nor courage, isn’t to my taste.’” “You are a sensible man, Jack,” cried Harry, smiling. ‘I think I should have acted in the same manner, had I been in your place.” “The damsel was certainly unworthy of you, friend Stump, and showed, herself to be a very frivolous creature,’’ said Alice. She drew her cloak more closely about her as she spoke, for a cold, drizzling rain had just com- menced to fall, increasing the chilliness of the at- mosphere, and dampening the young girl’s cheeks and the thick braids of her hair. Her lover, who had been watching her with ten- der concern, now motioned to Stump, and made his way to the spot near which the boat that Lark had provided for their accommodation had. been, stove and sunk. The wreck of the little craft was still partially visible, for, as the two men’ perceived, upon making an examination of it, the keel had. be- come wedged in a narrow fissure that extended across a shelf of ice about a foot and a half beneath the surface of the water. “This is fortunate!’ cried the harpooner, ‘for the wreck and its contents will be of great service tous. We can pull the boat out of the water, I think, with a little exertion.” P ** Ay, ay,” replied Stump, ‘‘ we can do it with the help of some of the whale line—a few coils of which are still left in one of the tubs, as you can see for yourself.”’ The young man threw off his Fe as his ship- mate spoke, and rolled up one of his shirt sleeves to his shoulder. Then stooping over the edge of the ice, he plunged his naked arm into the partially submerged boat, and seizing the end of the rope to which the shipkeeper had alluded, he drewit up and roceeded to coil the line pee, the surface of the rozen raft, After this task had been accomplished, a Bb of the rope was secured to the shattered bow of the boat, whose contents, consisting of a few lances, a couple of harpoons, a hatchet, a small bucket of tar with a brush, the two line-tubs, the boat-sail, a few large chunks of salt beef, a breaker of fresh water—another containing hard bread—and a few of the other articles, were taken out. Then both Marline and his chum grasped that part of the line which was about a fathom from the place where it was fastened, and tugged and strained at it until they had succeeded in raising the head of the vessel above the edge of the ice. A quarter of an hour’s work accomplished the rest, and, as the shattered craft lay dripping before them, upon the ice, the little party exchanged glances of the most intense satisfaction. ‘* We'll soon have a shelter rigged for you now, Alice,” said the harpooner, as the Ph ten girl, who had been watching the operations of her lover with much interest, glided to his side. She looked up gratefully into his face as he spoke and placed her hand upon his arm. “How will you do it?’’ she inquired, “with that broken boat and those line-tubs?’ ‘You shall see,” replied Marline, and drawing his sheath-knife, he commenced to cut the pieces of rope-yarn that held the sail to the mast. t had previously been unrolled by Stump, and as the last rope-yarn was severed, the shipkeeper twisted the cloth into as small a compass as possi- ble. Both men-then seized it and began to wring it out, for 1t had become thoroughly soaked, and re- quired a ‘‘little drying’ before it could be used for | the purposes in view. The manner in which the two seamen handled the cloth as they squeezed it seemed droll enough to Alice, and more than once, | as Harry glanced toward her, he saw a sly smile | hovering about the corners of her mouth. The task, | however. was soon accomplished, and, spreading | out the sail, the harpooner then proceeded to cover it with a coat of tar, so that the rain might not pen- etrate the cloth: while Stump, in accordance with the directions of the yoang man, lashed one of the line-tubs—turned upon its side—to the after part of the boat, and the other in like manner to the for- ward part. An oar was then placed lengthways above the vessel, with each of its ends resting upon one of the tubs, co which it was securely fastened in a short time by the skillful fingers of the harpooner and his companion. The tarred sail was then thrown across the oar and secured to the broken gunwales, in such a man- ner as to form quite a respectable roof, and which could be opened at ayy moment on one side. So much having been done, the young man seized the hatchet, and knocking away all the thwarts, with the exception of one, gave them to Stump, directing him to stop up the holes in the sides of the vessel with them, as well as he could. While the ship- keeper was engaged in this duty, Marline examined the inside bottom of the boat, and was glad to per- ceive that the planks which covered it were still in good condition. He wiped them with a piece of canvas, until they were as dry as he could make them in this manner; and then, with the roll of sail-cloth that had been found among the other contents of the vessel, he as- sisted Stump in his efforts to ay 3 oF some of the many crevices and holes in the broken bows and sides of the boat. “There, Alice!’ he cried, springing out upon the ice, as soon as this duty was finished, *‘ you can now go into your ark, which will at least keep you from getting wet.” “ft is very nice,’ said the young girl, ‘“‘ but is there room for us all?” “Oh, yes, in case we should care to goin. But Jack and I prefer to stay outside for the present, so as to watch for Briggs and his party, or for any of the boats.” : As he nye he seized the hand that Alice ex- tended to him, and helped her into the vessel, his heart throbbing with delight as he listened to the praises that she lavished upon the simple accommo- dations which had-been prepared for her. “Tt is almost as warm and snug here,” she said, when she had seated herself, ‘‘as the cabin of the Montpelier.’’ ‘““My eyes!” whispered Stump in Harry’s ear, ‘it’s a raal pleasure to do anything for this gal; she takes everything so ship-shape and sailor-like!’ “T am glad it pleases you, Alice,” said Marline, ‘““but with the help of a few olarkets it might have been improved.” ‘““Indeed, Harry, there is not the least need of them, so far as I am concerned, for I have my cloak, which will keep me warm enough.”’ The harpooner was about to reply, when Stump twitched his arm, causing him to turn his head. The shipkeeper moved to the edge of the ice-raft, by a wink of the eye implying that he desired Mar- line to follow him. Wondering what he could wish to say to him, of a secret nature, the young man made his way to the side of his companion, who then addressed him im a low voice: ‘ “T didn’t wish to alarm the gal,” said he, ** but you can perceive that the tide is changing, and that we'll soon, on that account, be drifting in a direction that won’t be likely to carry us toward the boats.” ‘* Ay, ay, that’s true enough,” said the harpooner; *T expected it; but we must trust _to Providence.’ “Them that trusts entirely to that,” said risen oracularly, ‘ don’t always come out right in the en which isn’t the fault of Providence, hows’ever. but the fault of them that don’t take advantage of the chances and such like which it offers to ‘em to get out of their scrapes. There was a chaplain on board of the Minerva, a craft that I once sailed in, and during a terrific soe that we had, the ship leaked badly, and we'd all have Fane to Davy Jones, if we had taken the advice of the Bible-man, who wafited us to leave the pumps and Pg to God to save the vessel! My eyes! she would have gone down in no time if we'd done that; but the captain was a sensi- ble man, and ordered us to pump away, by which means we saved the craft, which we wouldn’t have done if we had leaned on Providence!” “You did perfectly right in your case,” said the oung man, “and your words would seem to imply that ere is some means that Providence offers us to get out of our present uncomfortable situation, me I should be glad to hear you explain your- self.” ; “Here goes, then,” replied Stump, smoothing his pigtail. ‘The land, you know, is not much more than a league to the east’ard of us, and we have a couple of oars. With them oars, it’s my honest opinion that we might contrive to work this block of ice that we are standing on, to the shore, which would be much better than to let the current carry us any further from the boats. As to Briggs and his party, there is no use waiting for them, for we couldn’t do ’em any good if they should come.” “Tre enough!> exclaimed Harry. ‘‘I wonder that this plan did not occur to me. e had better go to work at once!” 5 : And the two men were preparing themselves for the task, when the sound of a horn, blown from a distance which could not have been greater than a quarter of a mile from the spot they occupied, saluted their ears. The noise was repeated several times, and it drew the pretty Alice from her minia- ture ark. 4 “Surely, Harry, that is one of our boats,’ she said, moving to the side of the young man, ‘ Oh, I am so glad!” ' “Tt is a pity that we have no horn,” said ‘the har- pooner, in a voice of regret, “otherwise we coul now make our position known.” ‘**But the boat will come to us as things are, per- haps,” suggested Alice. ‘ “Tt may, or it may not,’ answered Harry “I think it very likely that it will turn off in some other direction before it gets here. and for that reason, I think I shall try to go to it.” = : “Oh, no!” cried the young girl, anxioutly. “ Briggs and his party ought to serve as a warning to you. T would not do so, for the world. You will certainly lose yourself as the others have done.”’ “You have not the least reason to be alarmed,
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Alice,” retorted the young man; ‘‘the boats were mich further off when Briggs left me than this one is now, and besides I have only to goin a straight line to get to it.” This assurance somewhat quieted the fears of Alice, but, some minutes elapsed before the persua- sions of her lever could reconcile her to his departure. At length, however, impressing a kiss upon her cheek, and assuring her that he would soon be back, he moved away, leaving the young girl to watch him, until the fog had shut him from her view. Even then she did not stir from her poe but kept her eyes turned toward the spot where Marline had disappeared; and as minute after minute passed, she still remained, gently refusing to comply with the entreaties of Stump, who wished her to return to the ark that she might not be exposed to the rain. Half an hour passed, still, neither her lover nor the boat appeared to calm her uneasiness; and when the time had lengthened into a full hour, she turned her pale, agitated countenance toward the shipkeeper, and expressed her anxiety in a tremu- lous voice. ‘ ‘*Phere’s not the least reason to be alarmed, Miss Alice,” said Stump, ‘not the least. The lad has probably reached the boat long before this, and has got into it. But it is probably so jammed in the ice, that they can’t get here in a moment.” The young girl shook her head. “No, no!” ee eried, ‘he wouldn’t have entered the boat; he would have come right back after finding it, if menene had happened!”’ Perceiving that he was unable to calm her fears, the shipkeeper reflected a moment and then drew a small pocket compass from his Guernsey, and look- ed at it. He had formed the resolution to goin search of Marline. “Til bring you news of the lad in a short time,’”’ he said, turning to the young girl and exhibiting the compass. “ This instrument will let me know my bearing, so that I can easily find my way back.”’ ** You will soon return, my friend?” ‘*Ay, ay, bless you, very soon, for I’ve sworn to stick to you, and my conscience wouldn’t allow me to remain long absent.”’ And ducking his head, by way of a bow, Stum departed, presenting a comical figure, as he leap from berg to berg. He made his way, with a celerit which would not have been expected of a man of his proportions—moving in the direction of the horn which was still blowing, but which, it struck him, did not sound so near as it did an hour before. This circumstance made him feel uneasy, for if Harry had succeeded in reaching the boat, it would not now be receding instead of advancing. He hur- ried on, however, until a sloping iceberg, about ten feet high and fifteen feet in length, barred his ftur- ther progress. This he would be obliged to scale before he could proceed, for he could not go around it on account of a channel of water, too wide to cross, that bounded it on each side. He looked u Slag oe at the top of the frozen pile, and, while still hesitating at its base, he fancied he heard a shout close to his ear. : He looked around in amazement, and as he did so, the cry was repeated, this time louder than before, and seeming to emerge from the very heart of the iceberg. ae ‘o is that?’ cried the shipkeeper, “ and where are you?” “he is I~Harry Marline,”’ retorted the voice. “Is that you, Stump?” * A’y, ay, it’s me, bless your eyes, but skin me if I see how you could have condensed yourself so as to get into this solid chunk of ice!” “You are mistaken,” retorted the laughing voice of the , oner, “there’s a rift in the berg likea ravine. You can see it if you climb to the top where I was before I slipped into it.”” “ And is this where you've been all the time?” “Yes. The inner side of my_quarters are so slip- pery that I can't climbthem! You had better get a rope and—”’ , " I have a bunch of ratlin stuff in my ket!" in- terrupted Stump, who generally carried & little of oy thing useful about him, “ which I guess will 0, And pulling out the bunch of rigging, he fastened one of te ends to his pigtail—for he did not like the taste of tar sufficiently to put the strands in his mouth—and proceeded to scramble to the top of the ice, which he finally gained with much difficulty. Peering through the mouth of the rift, he saw the upturned face of Marline, toward which he now low- ered the disengaged end of the piece of rigging. It was soon in the young man’s hand, and Stump was about to unfasten the other end from the pendent mass, of hair, so as to secure it to one of the rough ek grea A of ice, when his foot slipped, causing im to descend half-way down the frozen declivity which he had mounted with so much trouble, an where he now hung suspended by his pigtail to the rope; for the young harpooner, believing that his corpulent chum was clinging to it with his hands, and that he was doing kim a good service by bold- ing on to the piece of rigging, had not allowed it to escape his grasp. So there hung the stout little shipkeeper, kicking his legs and vociferating in an excited manner, un- til at length he succeeded in turning himself and grasping the rope with both hands. “You sarved me a@ bad trick, Marline. without inowin it,” he ag aed nace #4 a — regained the of the berg. ** me nk my pigtail will ever Gaaoter from the effects of it.” iad And he then proceeded to explain the predicament in which he had been placed. The har er ex- pressed his sympathy and _ regret, r which tump proceeded.very carefully to fasten the rope to an icy projection pear the mouth of the crevice, ‘The Golden Harpoon. Assured that the ropes were pertacey secure Harry clambered hand over hand, until he had gained the top of the berg, and then expressed his intention of continuing his search for the boats. “ As for you, Stump,” he added, ‘‘ you_had better make your way back to Alice, as speedily as possi- ble, so as to calm her fears on my account.” “ Willingly enough will I do that,’ replied the shipkeeper, gently smoothing his ruffled pigtail, ‘‘ for I’m mightily tired of this ice-cruising business—I’ll give you my word for that.” The two men separated, soon afterward, but not until Stump had presented the pocket-compass to his chum, and delivered a long tirade upon its merits. “You are sure you not?” shoute paces. “* Ay, ay,” responded Stump, ‘there isn’t a doubt upon that p’int. All I have to do is to follow my nose, which won't twist either to the right or the left, seeing as it’s parfectly flat.” Each of the seamen then continued his course— the shipkeeper waddling along toward the spot where he had left Alice, which was not more than five hundred yards from the scene of his late adven- ture, and the young harpooner darting swiftly for- ward in the direction of the blowing horn. ; Stump strained his eyes, as he neared the point of his destination, eager to get a glimpse of the cap- tain’s fair niece. In order to relieve her anxiety as soon as possible, he kept up a continual shouting as he advanced. ‘It’s all right, Miss Alice—bless your pretty eyes —it’s all right! I've seen him, I have, and he’s well and hearty! He was penned up in a sort of seal- hole, but I got him out of it in quick time, and he’s now star off again after the boats.” Quickening his pace as he moved on, he had soon made so much progress that the little ark, looming up through the fog directly ahead of him, suddenly broke upon his view. Then looking around him in every direction, and not seeing Alice, he stopped short, and rubbed his eyes, to make sure that they had not been disarranged in such a manner as to de- ceive him. The next moment he laughed very quietly to him- self, ‘What a lubber I am getting to be, to think that the poor gal would have s where I left her all this time. She’s gone into her little cubby-hole, and is now, I dare say, a-grieving and taking on in a sad ou can find your way back—are Harry, after he had gone a few fashion. And that’s why she didn’t answer my snoniag as I came on. Ay, ay, that’s it, sure enough!” Eager to soothe the young girl with the news of her lover’s safety, he hurried forward until he had gained the side of the boat, when he hastily threw aside the end of the tarred cloth that covered it. To ne astonishment and dismay, the vessel was empty Little did the harpooner imagine this as he moved onward over the floating ee Hope made his step light and his heart buoyant. The horn was still bein blown, and he doubted not that he would soon fou the boat. Suddenly, however, the sound of the in- strument became hushed. He paused, waiting in vain for a repetition of the familiar notes, He heard only the whispering noise of the rain, the gurglin of the seal, as it rolled about in the water, impatien for the sunshine, and the cry of the northern bird, as it wheeled in circles through the foggy air. Now and then, it is true, a louder and more startling noise would salute his ears, when some huge mass of ice, becoming loosened on the summit of a minia- ture cathedral, would fall, with a tremendous crash, to the base of the tower, He continued his search a quarter of an hour longer, when his further progress was prevented by a channel not less than fifteen feet wide, and whic separated the floe into two As he was turn- ing to retrace his steps, his attention was drawn to a number of little eddies that suddenly on ghee upon the surface of the water. Round and round they whirled, becoming larger every moment. A peculiar noise, resembling the distant rolling of a drum, rose upfrom the depths of the sea, The berg upon which he stood trembled like a rock when the rumbling earthquake Spinnecine its. foundation: At length the little whirlpools vanished; the water bubbled and broke into ripples—then parted with a roar, as the hump of a huge whale rose above the surface. Marline had no difficulty in Onis this monster as the same from which Briggs h been obliged to ‘out; for he saw his own irons pro- tru rom its’ body, The barbed instruments Seemed to madden the creature with pain, It ralled and plunged from side to side,.so furiously lashing the water with its flukes, that the harpooner was enveloped in clouds of spray. In order to escape this uncomfortable shower-bath, he ascended a crystal tower,” the upper part of which, though out of range of the flying drops of water, yet afforded him a good view of the whale. He continued to watch the monster with much interest, feeling sorry that he had not the means with which to put an end to its sufferings. The noise of its spouting was in- expressibly mournful; it was not unlike the half- smothered shriek of a drowning man, heard amid the roaring of the blast. Soon, however, the animal be- came silent; for a few seconds it remained nearly motionless; then it rushed quickly backward and breached (sprung upward) nearly its full length out of the sea. Foran instant, with. its fins extended ond the tremendous proportions «* its 1 ody fully ex, osed, it hovered in the air, and then cai. 2 crash- ing down vith a noise like the bursting of | thun- _derbolt! ‘1>e upheaving waters dashing agai..st the icebergs, agitated them on all sides. The trozen . / | 13 mass occupied by Marline rocked so violently that he could scarcely maintain his position. e de- scended from it just in time to catch a glimpse of the whale’s uplifted flukes, as the monster dove into the green depths of the sea. ; ‘*Ay, ay,” he muttered, sorrowfully, “ there it oes at last—back again to its watery chambers elow, as though it would flee from the torturing pain caused by those barbed irons. Would to heaven that we had succeeded in killing it! It must suffer terribly |” He turned and ce yes Mes the compass in his | ssession, hurried off, with the intention of return- ng to the ark. He had not gone far, however, when he heard upon his right a light pattering noise, such as a dog might have made in running over the ice. His curiosity being excited, he moved in the direc- tion of the sound, peering keenly through the my he advanced. The footfalls receded rapidly, but presen steadily forward, the young man was ena- led, before long, to distinguish the faint outline of some animal gliding swiftly on ahead of him. He ee his steps into a run; as he did so the °o mee! disappeared behind an iceberg. Marline soon ned the frozen mass, but the creature, whatever, it was, had vanished. “This is strange!” muttered the h oner. ‘The animal must be pretty swift of foot get out of m Bight so quickly; though it is true the fog would hide t, if it were only a few yards from me. Per- into some hollow in haps, however, it has crawle the ice.” So saying, he commenced to peer into the nooks and crevices among the paar after which he climbed to their summits to look for rifts, using his boat- hatchet freely when he encountered any rugged mass that might contain a secret chamber: but his search was unrewarded. He thrust the hatchet in his belt, and had turned once more for the purpose of making his way to the ark, when his glance fell upon an object that caused him to utter an excla- mation of surprise and horror, He advanced a few steps to assure himself that he was not deceived by any peculiarity in the formation of the ice; then he moved to the side of the object and sred it closely, It was the skeleton of a human being, extended upon a shelf of ice that protruded from the lower part of a lofty berg. eached wind and sun- shine it had eviden lain here for many weeks. | Every particle of flesh had been strip from its bones by some hun bear that had been cast adrift upon the floe. It lay upon its back so that its hollow sockets, partially glazed over with ice, were turned sa bebe as if it were trying to discover whether or not its spirit had passed to the ethereal shores of Heaven. rline gazed upon it for a long time, and then clapped his hand to his brow, as though some sudden recollection had flashed across his mind, ‘Ay, ay!” he exclaimed, as he pointed to the broken ribs of the skeleton; “it must be so! The remains before me are none other than those of George Wills, whose story was related to me by one of the crew of the Comus, a week ago.” ‘ He turned away with a sigh, and once more con- rym, Sapa compass, moved off in the direction of e A of which he had spoken, may be told. in a few words. George Wills, a native of Nantucket, sailed from New Bedford in the whaler Comus, on the 18th of Soptember, 18—. Be a strong, active youn, man, and an excellent sailor, he was soon promot from a foremast band to the position of mer in the mate’s boat. In due course of time the vessel arrived upon the whaling grounds, in the Ochotsk Sea, where there was no lack of qhporan ities for the new boat-steerer to try his skill wielding the barbed iron. Much tohis own satisfaction an t of the first officer, he proved as “mn ‘this work as he was in hand the mar and the oar. One morning the four boats were got ready for one of those protracted whale-hunts so common in the north-west. The crews were provided with a pentyl stock of provisions and fresh water, as hey intended to remain absent from the ship for several days. Geo Wills being ve partial to expeditions of this kind, was in mt spirits. Little did he imagine the gloomy fate in store for m. at five o'clock, ee rH eae btn rere pat after pulling a teen es) t draws sighted whales in a large floe to leeward. "The eight vessels were soon in the ice, and se ting, each gave chase to a whale. Before long the mate’s boat was within five fathoms of a htige bow. ead. “ Stand up. George!” “A a * ! “ Give te tohim!” But before the harpooner could dart, he received a blow upon the breast from the whale’s ponderous flukes, and fell over the gunwale—dead! “ Ay, ay, he’s gone, sure enough—poor Wills!"’ ex- claimed the mate, as the men dragged the body into the boat, ‘I don’t know where I'shall find an- other like him. There blows! there blows! right ahead of us! Put the body in the ice, men, and do it quickly but gently. God have mercy on the poor fellow’s soul! There blows! blows! blows! Lively with that body, lads, it’s high time we were after that whale! We'll come back and pick up the corpse after we've captured that “oll-butt! eaven pity Wills’ poor old mother! Come, men, bear a hand there; one hundred barrels a-waiting for us to come and take ’em. Poor Wills!—he’s gone to that ‘boom’ from which noman returns! What d'ye say, men, are vou ready?” > The men ha ing by this time placed the body
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14 upon a shelf of ice, sprung into the boat and seized their paddles. The whale was overtaken and fas- tened to; but after it had towed the boat a long dis- tance, the line became ‘foul’? and the mate was obliged to cut. A thick fog having risen in the mean- time, he was now unable to find the spot where the body of George Wills had been left. After pulling in many different directions for a number of hours, he gave up the search. On the next day, the fog having cleared, the search was continued, but with- out success, The body was never found by the crew of the Comus, and, as the reader already knows, it was only mere chance that directed the footsteps of Marline to the ice-tomb containing the fleshless remains. Leaving him to muse upon his melancholy discovery, while pursuing his way to- ward the ark, we will now return to Stump. CHAPTER X. AN UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER—CONCLUSION, Stare at the deserted boat, with open mouth and distended eyes, the shipkeeper remained for a few moments as motionless as t ange he had been frozen to the ice beneath his feet, Then, in a voice tremulous with emotion, he shouted the young girl’s name, again andfagain; but there came no response, Nothing was to be heard save the surging of the water around. the sides and in the hollows of the ice, together with the light pattering of the falling rain, “God help the poor thing—God help her, wher- ever she may be!’ groaned Stump. ‘It can’t be possible that she became so anxious-like as to start off to look for her lover herself after I left her, or I would have met her. I shall never forgive myself for leaving her alone—no, never, There’s something always happening, to women—sickness or Pred else—and I ought to have remembered that an stuck close by her side.” / He moved off, passing from berg to berg, and shouting the name of the lost girl as he proceeded. But he was soon obliged to sit down to compose himself, for he loved Alice with an affection fully equal to that which a kind father feels for an only daughter, and her prolonged absence inspired him with emotions of grief such as he had never before experienced, “She isn’t lost—no, no, it can’t bel’? he burst forth. “She isa good al, and Providence watches over them kind. She is young, and yet I’ve never known her to laugh at my pigtail—not that there’s anything about it to laugh at for that matter—like some of her sex that I’ve come across in my wan- derings. Yy ay, she’s an angel, and God will take care of her.” At that moment he heard a shout which he recog- nized _as that of his chum, and his response soon brought the young man to his side. ‘““Where is she? Where is Alice? She is not where we left_ her!” . _ “God only knows!” replied Stump. ‘I’ve been a-calling her and searching for her in vain ever wines Ng d his lips tight! young harpooner compressed his lips tightly. His head drooped and his fall frame trembled, so great was his agitation, “Stump,” he at letigth said,in a hoarse voice, “what can have become of her? My God! perhaps she has slipped into the water and been drowned!” “No, no!”’ cried Stump, “that last couldn’t hap- pen. She is too careful for that, may depend upon it. One of the boats couldn’t have come and taken her away, neither.” “It is my opinion that all the boats are a lon distance off by this time,” replied Marline, ‘* didn’t even succeed in finding the one I have been looking for, for the horn suddenly stopped blowing, and the blocks of ice have now become so closely wedged that no boat could have reached Alice soon enough to take her away before your return, No, no; she is on the ice, and if we look carefully for her, we may find her before night.” en, with anxious faces and beating hearts, the two men moved away, threading the many intricate passages among the icy rocks with swift steps, ering into every cavern and hollow they encoun- ered.. But the crystal chambers were empty, and mockingly echoed back their voices, as they shouted the name of Alice, They continued their search until the shadows of night put an end to their fruitless exertions; then, in the faint hope that the young girl might have re- turned to the ark during their absence, they made their way to the point from which they had first started, by means of the pocket-compass in Harry’s | ofsession, But the captain’s niece had not come back, and the two men seated- themselves beside the ltttle re- treat, both remaining silent for a long time under the influence of a feeling akin to despair. The harpoon- er was the first to speak: “T can never know a moment’s peace until Alice is found,” said he, “for I cannot rid my mind of the idea that she is some position in which she is mares both mental and physical pain.” ““ We'll find hter when the fog clears—ay, ay, we'll have her then, P’ll warrant you,’’ returned Stump, reeeng te hand of his chum, _ ‘‘ And now,’ he added, throwing open the side of the canvas roof, “vou had better turn in and get a nap, while I re- main up and keep a sort of a watch.” * No, no,” responded the young man, “for I am confident that I could not sleep at present, and I doubt that I shall close my eyes throughout the whole night. If either of us sleeps, you must be the man to do so.” : “T may do it, lad—ay, ay, I may do so after awhile, which wouldn’t be the case, hows’ever, if I wasn’t confident that we’ll find the gal in the morn- ing, T'lleven go further than that,” added Stump, The Golden Harpoon. thrusting his arm into the boat and drawing forth the breaker of hard bread and the chunk of salt meat, which he had carefully wrapped in a piece of canvas. “Tl even go further and acknowledge that I am hopeful enough to feel hungry, and to believe that you'll help me eat some of our allow- ance,”’ Nothwithstanding his boast, however, which in reality was but a ruse to cheer the drooping spirits of his companion, the shipkeeper, while bringing his teeth together with a clicking sound, and smack- ing his lips as though he were enjoying his meal with a keen relish, scarcely tasted a morsel. But a half-smothered sigh escaped him when he perceived that his well-meant trick failed to produce the in- tended effect; for Marline would not partake of the food, “ Some other time,” said he, *‘1’m not hungry now. And Stump rolled up the provision again and dropped it into the boat, muttering rapidly to him- self, in an undertone: ‘*That’s the way with ‘'em—ay,. ay, that’s the way with them lovers the world over, They live on moonlight when they’re ae ore and on grief when they are separated, and it’s only when they find themselves a-dying for the want of nourishment, that they pitch into the provisions." In order, however, to carry out the sind dere he had commenced, the shipkeeper now crawled into the boat, remarking that he should try a little nap after his meal. Accordingly, he soon began to snore; but the noises that emanated from his nostrils, were so loud and peculiar—for in his anxiety to perform his part well, he went far beyond the limits preseri by nature—that Marline, notwithstanding his anguish, could not fail to penetrate the ruse. Not dreaming that such was the case, however. Stump continued to snore, while thoughts some- thing like the following Ys through his mind: “Ay, ay—I never tried to deceive anybody before —twist me if I did. But it’s in a good cause—that it is—and there's no use for me to flinch now, Here’s this poor lad a-worrying out his life about this gal, and I am tortured about it too, though not exactly in the same way. But he must be cheered ek that he must; and if snoring can do it—why if that can do it, there’s nothing more simple."’ A peculiar noise, like that which might have been made by the rubbing of some person’s hands against the outside surface of that portion of the tarred roof opposite to i ere ta oceupied by the har- pooner, turned the ections of the shipkeeper into another channel. His nose became silent, and rais- ing himself upon his elbow, he listened eagerly, wondering who the author of the disturbance cou d The seratching continued, and just as the ship- keeper was on the point of calling the attention of his chum to it, the edge of the tarred cloth, resting upon the gunwale, was pushed up, and Stump be- held a pair of fierce looking eyes gleaming upon him through the ret ‘ He drew quickly back, at the same time giving vent to a prolonged whistle of astonishment. ‘* Who is that?’ he yelled, at length, in a voice so shrill and startling that Marline sprung to his feet. ‘““ Ay, blast you, who are you? Not the devil, surely, for that creatur’ never comes to disturb honest men! Speak! you infernal ghoul-eyed thing—speak and teJl me who or what you be!” But before the sailor had concluded, the mysteri- ous orbs disappeared, like two sparks of fire that are suddenly quenched, “What is the matter, Stump?” inquired Harry, Miekertisg San head into the boat at the same mo- ment. His friend’s explanation was short but graphic. “Perhaps your imagination deceived you,” said the young man. ““Tmay tion! As true as my name is Stump, I haven’t a bit of that article in me. The Stumps have all been matter-of-fact, from generation generation!” Harry then proposed that an immediate search should be made for the mysterious creature, and followed by Stump, who had provided himself with a harpoon and the boat hatchet, he moved quickly forward. They had not gone far when they heard a low growl, which seemed to proceed from some one of the masses of ice directly ahead of them. They were also enabled to distinguish a pair of ecomengs eyes bent fiercely upon them, and which tump declared were the same he had seen peering into the boat. “Quick—the harpoon!” whispered Marline, as a dark form, rapidly approaching them, now became visible—‘“‘ it’s a bear!” The iron was soon in the young man’s hand, and lifting it he darted it into the creature’s side. The bear, however, came on, tossing his head, snapping his teeth and uttering ferocious ap aated and before Marline had quite recovered his balance upon the slippery surface of the ice, the beast was so close to him that he could feel its breath in his face; for the animal had by this time raised itself upon its hind- legs and drawn baek its fore-paws preparatory to plunging its claws into the shoulders of the young man. Stump, however, now rushed forward and buried the sharp edge of the boat hatchet deep in the ani- mal’s neck, when, with a snarl of agony and rage, bruin turned upon his new adversary. Retreating backward, the latter continued to deal blow after blow upon the bear’s neck, until the hatchet was knocked from his grasp by a stroke froin the paw of his opponent. ap Stump slipped at the same moment, ‘auiing upon his back, and the next instant the bear, which paused for a few seconds, seemingly for the purpose of twisting its half-severed head into its natural position, was about to throw itself upon the pros- trate man, when Marline plunged his sheath-knife into the creature’s stomach, drawing the edge— ** Norwegian fashion ’’—along its belly, and ripping open the flesh. The blood of the already weakened animal poured forth in a ese torrent, and with a faint growl. of defiance, the bear fell expiring upon the ice. “Ay, ay,” said Stump, as he regained his feet and roceeded to smooth his ruffled pigtail, * he’s a dead ubber, sure enough. I’ve heard stories before now about them creatur’s up this way, not showing much fight, but twist me if I don’t think this one is an exception, although he isn’t much taller than a carer Pt Newfoundland dog, and very lean at at.” “The animal was half-starved, as you can per- ceive by its appearance,” replied Marline, ‘and that accounts for its ferocity. As a general thing a bear of this kind wil) run before an armed man.” “ Ay. ay, this creatur’ hasn’t had anything to eat for a long time, Pll be bound, having got adrift, somehow, on the ice. It’s a brown bear, I think, al- though it’s so dark that it’s hard to make out the color. My eyes! I never yet liked to meet an enemy in the dark1”’ Marline did not reply, but with a pale and agitated countenance stood looking down upon the dead body at his feet. *“Hasn’t it oceurred to you, Stump,” be said at length, ** that this animal may have been the cause of the disappearance of—” ‘Sure enough!” interrupted the shipkeeper, start- ing, ‘‘and singular it is that the idea didn’t get into my head before. Depend upon it, that creatur’ is at the bottom of the whole thing. But God help her!" he suddenly added, shuddering, ‘it can’t be that—that—.”’ : *T understand what you would say,” broke forth from the harpooner; “but you may set your mind at ease upon that score. Alice has not been de- voured by the bear, for if she had been the animal would not have attacked us so soon afterward.’’ * Ay, ae cried Stump, fi dye npy Sr “T didn’t think of that. It’s as you say—the bear didn’t eat the poor gal. IL ought to have known. it by his being so lean, for he couldn’t o’ swallowed such a plump lass as she is without showing it. No—no. She saw the ravenous creatur’ and she’s gone and hid her- self somewhere and is afraid to come out. We'll find her in the morning, kad, depend upon it.” The two men made their way k to the block of ice upon which the ark was situated, where they remained, sleepless and watchful, until the gray dawn began to creep into the mist. Then they moved off to continue the search. But they had not gone far when Stump suddenly uttered’a loud ery, while his eyes—fixed upon some particular point—gleamed with a peculiar expression. "What is it? hat do “It’s gone now!” crie enough; and more’s the wonder. It’s a miracle—a parfect miracle; for my eyes didn’t deceive me; I’m sure of that!” : “For God’s sake, tell me; what was it?” “Tt was that little golden harpoon—the gift that ek tain ave to pees Alice!’ by at? ow?—the harpoon? You must hav been deceived. Where did cons see it?’ o, ‘* Where that lump of ice right ahead of us rises up. The harpoon was on top of it. I saw the shine of the gold—I’m sure of'it! But it was only for a moment, for the thing disappeared all of a sudden— faded away from my sight.” “Impossible! Have your senses left you, Stump?” “ Not a bit of it, lad. Isaw the harpoon asplainly as I see you!” “ Are you positive upon—”’ ‘Ay, ay; ready to swear to it,” interrupted the other,” resorting to his pigtail. The harpooner darted to the projection of ice to which the shipkeeper had alluded, and eagerly scanned every nook and crevice around it, for the idea had occurred to him that the‘harpoon, owing to some ee tible motion of the berg, might have been dislodged from its position, , But the golden bauble was not found. “It’s parfectly wonderful!” cried Stump. ‘Here was the harpoon, right plump and plain, a minute ago, and now it’s gone. Well, well, them that says aed days of miracles is past must be infarnal liars, and— He paused, suddenly, and, fairly trembling with excitement, touched the arm of his companion. “There—there it is, lad, again! sure enough. There, where that small mass of ice sticks out like a knot from the side of the berg, right ahead of us!” “T see it!” cried Harry, aety d forward, and, in a few moments, he would have seized it, had not the little bauble suddenly and mysteriously disappeared from his view! He carefully scanned the projecting mass of ice, but he saw nothing to explain the singular phenome- non that had just occurred. ; ‘Tt’s a queer bit of gold—my eyes, if it isn’t!” cried Stump, “‘to run away from its friends in that style, seeing that it isn’t through miserliness that we are after it. There’s a miracle about it, sure enough!” ' _As the shipkeeper concluded, he chanced to direct his eyes toward a hole in that part of the ice near his feet, and he then beheld two little twinkling orbs looking up at him from the cavity. He started back, with a cry of surprise, but, the next moment, he condemned himself for this unnecessary display of emotion. “To think that I should be startled by a seal a- looking up at me from his hole!” he exclaimed, as the inquiring eyes of Marline were bent upon his ou seé?’’ cried Marline. Stump; ‘it’s gone,’ sure - a
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qe The Golden Harpoon. for that was all, lad—I’m ashamed to own it out.”’ He stamped upon the ice, eek epee as he spoke, and, probably alarmed, by the noise thus made, the seal crawled from the cavity, and dove into a narrow channel of water that extended along the base of the berg: but, before it had accomplished this feat, the two men, to their surprise and unbounded joy, had caught sight of the golden harpoon, which was suspended to the neck of the little creature by means of a strip of blue ribbon! “Ay, ay;1 told you so,” exclaimed Stump, glee- fully rubbing his hands. ‘‘ The gal is still alive;.for who but herself could have tied that bit of gold to the neck of the seal?” * Certainly! responded Marline, with gleaming eyes; * and, without doubt, we can find the where- abouts of Alice by closely tracking this creature. which will probably go to the point from which it first started. It has been hurt by a blow from a boat-hook, or some. other implement, I know that by the way it moved,” “And that’s why it takes to the water,” replied his companion; “for the creatur’ knows that salts is good for its wound, and it’s only by cruising along the edge of the channel that we'll sight it again.” Accordingly, the two men, with their gaze still resting upon the narrow strip of water, proceeded along its icy shore.. They had not gone. far when they saw the seal lying motionless upon a small berg, a few feet ahead of them. But it moved slowly away as they advanced—so slowly, in fact, that they were obliged to slacken their pace, in order not to alarm the timid animal. Occas onally, if would. vanish, by moving under some overhanging mass of ice; but, the next moment, their eyes would again catch the gleam of the golden harpoon, as its bearer emerged to their view., In this manner they followed it for a full half-hour, at the end of which time the creature glided toward a hole, near the base of a berg—one which, as it was near the eastern edge of the floe, had not hitherto been encountered by the men during their search, “Ay, ay!” cried Stump, “there. it goes, sure enough, into the hole, and—and—my eyes!” he sud- denly interrupted, “it’s only got half-way in, after all, for the p’int of the harpoon has caughtin a crevice, and holds the little lubber fast."’. He darted forward, as he concluded, seized the struggling animal, and, disengaging the bauble from its neck, passed it to Marline, At the same moment, a musical voice was heard to émerge from beneath the thick ice-walls of the berg: ‘Is that you, my friend? Heaven be praised!” Both men uttered a simultaneous shout of joy, “Tt is she—it is Alice!” cried Marline, bounding forward. ‘Thank God! she is found at last!” “Ay, ay!” retorted the shipkeeper, clapping his hands, and dancing around the frozen mass, like a wild islander, ‘‘I felt pretty, sartain that blessed little creatur’ would lead us the right way! We are here, Miss Alice—both of us!” he added, raising his voice; *‘so keep up a good heart, till we get you out, which we'll do in the re oe a square knot!” In fact, Harry had already begun to ascend one of the sides of the crystal pile, and soon afterward, as the berg was not very hi h, he had gained the summit.. Here he found an aperture, which was barely large enough to admit a human body, and which led into one of those small, curiously-formed cells, which are found among the many crystal wonders fashioned by Nature's hand. , And, in this narrow chamber, the sides of which were too smooth to enable. her to climb. them, stood the niece of Captain Howard, looking up at her lover, as he pee: through the opening, which was not more than five feet above her head. By means of the ‘ ratlin-cords,” in Stump’s pos- session, the young girl was soon_extricated from her’ uncomfortable quarters. ‘Then, under the natural.impulse of the moment, Marline clasped her to his breast, while she, with a glad but faint ery, 2 Vgneeli her weary head upon his bosom. ‘My own Alice, found at, last!’ - Harry—dear Harry! Thank Heaven! we meet again! ; ‘* Ay, ay!” cried Stump; ‘‘so you do; and it does my heart good to see it. Tt was that pretty idee of ours—that of fastening the harpoon to the seal— hot brought it all about. But I think we’d better get back to your * hotel,’ as soon as we can, seeing as you'll be more comfortable there than you are here, The fog,” he added, glancing around him, * will soon clear before the northerly breeze, which has been fresh’ning since midnight; and, if I ain’t mistaken, we'll see some of the boats when that happens.”’ ccordingly, the little party moved off in the direction of the ark, and, as + proceeded, Alice explained to her two friends the cause of her disap- pearance. Soon after Stump had quitted her to search for Marline, she heard a low growl, at no great distance from the spot she occupied, and, at the same moment, she Behela a ferocious-lookin pear moving toward her. Obeying the impulse o the moment, she turned and Hed the animal pur- suing her, and it was not until she found herself near the eastern edge of the floe, that she ventured to look behind her, Then, to her horror and dis- may, she perceived that_the savage beast was with- in a few feet of her. There was, however, within reach of her hand, a inde yg Fig iceberg, and the thought now occurred to her that, if she could gain its summit, the bear would not be able to fol- low her up the slippery ascent. Acc ly, with the strength and activity of desperation, she scaled the glittering mass, in the top of which she found the opening already alluded to, and through which by an unguarded ‘movement, she ‘was precipitated \ tace; —that wae all that made me cry into the cell or envity beneath. She heard the sovoge growls of rage from her pursuer without, as the beast, with rapid but clumsy moyements, vainly endeavored to clamber the slippery sides of the berg; and, finally, the sound of the retreating footsteps of the baffled animal saluted her ears. Not long afterward she distinguished the far-off voices of Stump and Marline, who by this time had commenced to search for her. She responded, as loudly as she could, but the thickness of the ice- walls prevented her voice from reaching the two sailors—a fact of which she was convinced by the receding of the shouts. They became fainter every moment, and, with a weary sigh, she had crouched in a corner of her cell, when her glance alighted upon the form of a seal, as it emerged from a small hole opposite to her, Then the happy thought of fastening the golden harpoon to the creature’s neck flashed upon her mind. Her friends, she thought, would certainly see the little traveler, during its wanderings about the floe, arid would finally track the animal to its retreat, to which, prompted by instinet, it would. probably return Derore many hours, Be this asit might, however, the novelty of the idea pleased her, and so, creeping cautiously toward the seal, which, owing to the wound it had received, was not very active, she finally sueceeded it grasping it and in securing the golden bauble to its neck by the strip. of blue ribbon which was taken from her hair. Then she released the little eget and was pleased to see it crawl away from 1er and disappear through its hole. The reader knows the rest. By the time the young girl concluded her story, the fog had cleared’ sufficiently to enable the part. to see for nearly half a league across the watery ex- panse stretching away to the south. The faint booming of a gun was now heard in that direction, and it was followed by a joyful ex- clamation from Stump. With a loud cheer he tossed his sou’wester into the air. “That gun is from the ship!’’ he exclaimed, “it’s that lubberly six-pounder that she carries, forward. IT ecan’t mistake the sound.” He was right; but an hour elapsed befdre enough of the fog had lifted to enable he spectator to see the vessel, which was nearly a league to the south- ‘ard, heading directly for the floe. The shipkeeper seized an oar, and fastening a piece of canvas to it, waved it about his head. Ere long the signal was answered by that of the Montpelier, which was “run up” to the truck, and when the vessel had ap- proached within ‘a mile of ‘the floe, her maintopsail vas “backed ”’; then a boat was lowered. It soon struck the ice, and Alice was received in her uncle's arms; while Mr. Briggs advanced and shook hands with his harpooner, - Explanations followed, and whilé the captain’s niece was relating her story to her uncle, Mr. Briggs roceeded to give Marline an account of the adven- ures of himself end his companions after they had parted from Cho young men on the floe, , “Tt was nof until we had wandered about for some time,’’ said he, ** that we succeeded in sighting one of the boats—that of the second mate. We shouted to him; he picked us up, and I then told him that I left you alone upon the ice to take charge of my stove boat, and that we must contrive work his craft to the shes where you were, so that we could pick you up: 'y this time, hows’ever, the blocks and bergs had hecome so closely jammed 0- gether, that none of us could see how we were’ a- going to do what I proposed. ner declared that the boat would certainly be knocked to pieces before we got to you, if we tried to force her through them bergs. But, as I insisted, the second mate gave in, and we went to work. But bless your eyes you might as well have tried to push the craft through arock as to force her through them tightly-squeezing Jumps of ice! ‘Still, we tug- ged and strained, using oars and paddles, and some- times jumping out of the boat to lighten her; and, at last, after we had worked for about three hours, a-sounding our horn all the time, and. after we'd got so far among the bergs that we didn’t think~we could ever get out again, and all without seeing or hearing anything of you, I came to the conclusion that my craft had got sunk, and that you’d been picked up by one of the other boats; and so I said to) Prone, that we'd better be for getting out of our ticklish quarters if he didn’t want his get stove,” ‘ “Ay, ay,” here interposed Stump, “and, there’s sartinly a me that part of your story, seeing as it shows how difficulties always makes us 2 rail ber 3 to believe that it’s best todo what we’re most inclined to do, a-leaving our duty entirely out As toe agcseer WAG MO A e shipkeeper was a sort of p eged charac- ter, the mate tock rio notice of his pethare beyond a slight frown. Then again turning to Marline, he continued: “Tt took us as long, if not longer, to get out of the ice than to getin, but, we got clear at last, and Spoon- er had just given orders to the men to take to their oars—for he intended to make for the shore—when suddenly we heard, ahead of us, a sound like the rushing of a ship through the water, The crew were then made to stop pulling, and we were a-sit- ting with our oars apeak, when, my eyes! what should come looming out of the fog, and making ry for us, but the Montpelier itself!” And Briggs then went on to describe those inci- dents concerning the chase—the death of Tom Block —the final recapture of the ship by Captain Howard —and, lastly, the loss of the two boats; all of which are already familiar to the reader. ** All that we could do after the lossof our boats,” continued the narrator, ‘‘ was to wait for a breeze, which, as you know, didn’t spring up until mid- oat to. night. Then we headed for the floe, as you can per ceive, and were fortunate enough, soon afterward. to pick up the third mate, whose boat it is you see alongside of us. You know the rest, lads, and so that ends the story.”’ We have but little more to add. The whole party returned to the Montpelier, in which, after she had partaken of refreshments, and enjoyed the luxury of sleep, Alice recovered her outhful spirits, together with the bloom tl at had, n a measure, been banished by the hardships she had suffered. A A week from that time the vessel left the sea of Ochotsk, homeward bound. She arrived at her destined port in a few months, and the trial of all the mutineers—with the exception of the Portuguese steward (who shortly after his desertion from the Montpelier, had been picked up by the whaler Comus, only to be lost overboard shortly afterwar during a heavy gale of wind)—was then com- menced. : Tom Lark and Driko were sentenced to be hung; the rest to be imprisoned for life. Alice Howard and Harry Marline were married before a select party of friends—among whom was Stump, with his pigtail beautifully oiled for the oc- casion—at the house of the bride’s uncle. They are now living, contented and happy, in a pleasant cottage on the outskirts of New Bedford, Stump, who still follows a seafaring life, comes to see them, once in a while, and on every stich ocea- | sion, as may well be imagined, he receives a hearty welcome, not only from Alice and her husband, but also from two other Marlines—two little pocket editions with chubby faces and fat hands, who think almost as much of *‘ Uncle Stump ”’ as they do of the Piste A GoLpEN Harpoon that now hangs suspended from the wall of their mother’s chamber. THE END. i : : ’ ‘ib = . Half-Dime Singer's Library | 1 Wuoa, Emma! and 59 other Songs. 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