Camp Fire Yarns of the Lost LegionHamilton-Browne, G.
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Camp Fire Yarns of the Lost Legion
Hamilton-Browne, G.
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Warfare; New Zealand -- History -- Anecdotes; Zulu War, 1879
Well, no sooner had we lowered our first cocktail than the doctor
demanded what I was doing in Auckland, and on my telling him I had
lost my boat he expressed unfeeling delight and thanked Providence for
sending and detaining me, as I was the very man he wanted, and I must
take charge of a party he had raised to search the South Seas for a
copper island.
Now I had not lost a copper island, and should not have known what to
do with it if I found one, yet the very mention of the South Seas
allured me like a honey-pot to a wasp.
Then as he went on to open out his plans, and tell me the names of the
men who had joined him in his scheme, most of whom I knew well, I saw
at once, copper island or no copper island, there was every chance of
a rollicking good time. So when the men dropped in by twos and threes,
Perkins's saloon being their rendezvous, and all of them joining the
doctor in persuading me, I quite gave way and consented to join with
them and take command.
A case of champagne was quickly ordered and consumed, drinking luck to
the venture, and I found myself chief of forty as reckless,
devil-may-care filibusters as ever banded themselves together. Do not
think, dear reader, we were going to hoist Jolly Roger, or anything of
that sort. No, we were going to search through some of the
least-frequented groups of islands to find one of pure copper, and we
were all to return fabulously rich.
If we could not find the copper island, we might yet find something
else of value, and even failing that we would trade with the
islanders, gentle or otherwise, for bêche-de-mer, whales' teeth, or
anything else we thought could be disposed of to our advantage. Trade,
I say, not take; we signed articles as Gentlemen Adventurers with
every liberty but no licence.
We were, moreover, all of us highly respectable, very moral and
well-brought-up young men. Every one of us had served and seen years
of active service, so all knew the value of discipline. Most of us
were public school boys, and although we might have found ourselves
_de trop_ at an Exeter Hall spring meeting tea-party, yet we were
quite fit to take our places and shine in the beau-monde that at that
period graced the South Seas.
Our party for the above purpose had chartered a very large and
powerful American schooner, with a skipper, a Yankee who knew the
South Seas well, and who turned out to be a rattling good fellow, two
mates, a brace of cooks, a few China boys as flunkeys, and we worked
her ourselves. Strict discipline was to be maintained. Every one of us
had put a considerable sum of money into the venture; we all knew one
another well, and two days after I had met the doctor we went to sea
well armed, well found, and as good a crowd as ever set sail, without
a single rotter amongst us.
Well, one lovely morning we got our anchor and glided out of the
splendid harbour before a fine, fair wind, made our offing, then,
setting every inch of muslin, started on our quest.
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