In the Days of DrakeFletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith)
General
In the Days of Drake
Fletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith)
Drake, Francis, approximately 1540-1596 -- Fiction
He smiled at me in the dim lantern light and went below. I remained
pacing the deck for another hour. Once or twice I looked over the side
and saw the boat swinging below our stern. Now, the poop of the Spanish
ship was of a more than usual height, and I foresaw that I should have
some difficulty in getting into the boat, and run a fair chance of
drowning. Better drown, I thought, than burn; and so, after a time, the
deck being quiet, I climbed over the side and managed to drop into the
boat, where I made haste to hide myself as I best could.
It was some two hours after that when Pharaoh Nanjulian joined me, and
immediately cut us adrift.
The ship seemed to glide away from us into the darkness.
CHAPTER VIII.
AN UNKNOWN LAND.
Now, although we were adrift in a perilous sea, and had no hope of
making land, save in a wild and savage country, where there was more
hope of mercy from the Indians than from the civilized Spaniards, I was
yet so thankful to find myself free of the ship and of Senor Manuel
Nunez, that for some moments I could scarcely believe in my freedom.
"I could swear that I am but dreaming and shall presently awake to find
myself a prisoner," I said to Pharaoh, who was busily engaged in
examining the boat.
"'Tis no dream, master," said he. "This is a very stern reality, as you
shall quickly find. Nor is it time for dreaming. If we mean to come out
of this adventure with whole skins, we shall have to acquit ourselves
like true men."
"I am ready," said I. "Tell me what to do, and I will do it."
"Well said," he answered approvingly. "But I could see from the outset
that you had the true spirit in you. You are a Yorkshireman, master, and
I am a sea-dog of Cornwall; but, marry, we are both Englishmen, and we
will come out of this scrape yet. 'Tis not the worst I have been in--but
more of that anon. Now to begin with, we will discuss our present
situation, and then, having determined our course of action, we will put
it into execution."
So we talked things over, and eventually came to these conclusions. We
were, so far as Pharaoh could reckon, about ten miles from land, and we
must reach the coast during the night if we wished to escape
observation. That accomplished, we must strike across country for
Acapulco, where it was possible we might meet with an English ship. The
distance was some three hundred miles in a bee-line, and the character
of the country rough; but that mattered little, for we should of
necessity be obliged to keep away from the roads and bridges. There was
no considerable town on our way, save Oaxaca, and that we must leave to
our left. If we fell in with Spaniards we were lost men, for they would
certainly carry us to Vera Cruz or to Mexico, and there hand us over to
the Inquisitors. As for wild beasts and Indians, we must take our
chance, trusting in God's mercy for protection and help.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account