Across the Spanish Main: A Tale of the Sea in the Days of Queen Bess — John Shaqi
Across the Spanish Main: A Tale of the Sea in the Days of Queen BessCollingwood, Harry
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Across the Spanish Main: A Tale of the Sea in the Days of Queen Bess
Collingwood, Harry
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
Those who still watched, however, almost immediately saw a tremendous
disturbance of the water just below the spot where Roger had
disappeared; and presently a broad blotch of red stained the blue water
of the inlet, while a deep groan went up from the assembled crowd on
deck. But the groan quickly changed to a mighty cheer as they saw
Roger's form appear again at some considerable distance nearer the ship,
and evidently safe and sound, for he was still swimming strongly. And
immediately after, in his rear, the body of the shark rose to the
surface, floating on its back, dead! The remainder of the sharks
instantly flung themselves upon the carcass, tearing it to pieces, and
churning up a bloody froth as they struggled and tore and fought for
their share of the spoil.
Roger had done the only thing possible to save his life. As the shark
dived, so did he, and, swimming below the brute, he had ripped up its
belly with several strong slashing blows from his keen dagger, thus
effectually ridding himself of one adversary, and trusting that the
remainder of the school would wait to devour it--as indeed they had
done,--thus giving him a further chance to escape.
He was now quite near the ship; but the sharks had quickly disposed of
the carcass of their companion, and were again after him. Roger,
however, was now within range. So, as the sharks came on in pursuit,
they were bombarded with every description of missile upon which the men
could lay their hands, a proceeding which checked them slightly, and
gave Roger a little more grace.
At length, utterly exhausted, the plucky lad reached the foot of the
accommodation ladder, but just in time, for, as he was pulled clear of
the water, a pair of huge jaws clashed behind him with a sound that made
him nearly faint, so suggestive was it of what he had so narrowly
escaped.
By the time that he reached the deck Harry had fully recovered, and he
was the first to grasp Roger's hand and wring it convulsively as the
latter stepped inboard. Harry could find no words wherewith to express
his feelings adequately, but the pressure of his hand spoke for him, and
Roger felt amply repaid for all he had done.
"And now, young gentlemen," said Cavendish sternly, when the young hero
of the adventure had been recovered somewhat by the administration of a
liberal dose of rum, "let this be a warning to you never again to go
bathing in these seas. You have both had a most miraculous escape, and
I for one had given the pair of you up as lost. But, thank Heaven, you
are safe after all. Only never let it occur again. But I suppose you
will take care of that," he added with a twinkle in his eye. "Your
first experience with Johnny Shark has been enough for you, hasn't it?"
They reassured him on that point, and both then went below to dress.
When they were again clothed, Harry said:
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