Happy Jack, and Other Tales of the SeaKingston, William Henry Giles
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Happy Jack, and Other Tales of the Sea
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Sea stories
"The ship was cast away on the west coast of Ireland, and nearly all on
board perished. I had secured about me the case, which still contained
the parchment, the title-deeds of a large property, and a few jewels.
"I, with a few survivors, reached the shore. I was afraid to go back to
England to deliver the case to the person to whom it was addressed, and
so, making my way to Cork, where I found a ship bound for America, I
went on board her.
"Jack, I have been knocking about ever since, my conscience never at
rest, and yet not having the courage to face any danger I might incur,
and make the only reparation in my power to those who, if still alive, I
have deprived of their property. Now, notwithstanding what you say,
there's something tells me that I have not long to live. I never had
such a notion in my head before, but there it is now, and I cannot get
rid of it. You are young and strong, and I want you to promise me, if
you get home, to do what I ought to have done long ago. I will give you
the case when we go below. Take it to the lawyer to whom it is
addressed, and tell him all I have told you, and how it came into your
possession, he'll believe you, I am sure, and though the money and most
of the jewels are gone, the remainder will, I hope, be of value to the
rightful owners."
I of course promised old Tom that I would do as he wished, at the same
time I tried to persuade him to banish the forebodings which haunted
him, from his mind. "That's more than I can do, Jack," he said, "I
shouldn't mind the thoughts of death so much, if I could find the means
of undoing all the ill I have done in the world--that's what tries me
now." Unhappily neither I nor any one on board could tell the poor
fellow that there is but one way by which sins can be washed away. I
did indeed suggest that he should try and borrow a Bible from one of the
gentlemen in the cabin, if they had one among them, for there was not
one for'ard nor in the captain's or officers' berths.
When our watch was over, old Tom sat down on his chest, waiting till the
rest of the watch had turned in and gone to sleep. He then cautiously
opened his chest, and exhibited within, under his clothes, a small box,
strongly bound with silver, and the metal case he had spoken of. "Here,
Jack," he said, "I make you my heir, and give you the key of my chest:
I'll tell the men to-morrow that I have done so, and let the captain and
mates know it also, that there may be no dispute about the matter." I
thanked old Tom, assuring him, at the same time, that I hoped not to
benefit by his kindness.
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