James Braithwaite, the Supercargo: The Story of his Adventures Ashore and AfloatKingston, William Henry Giles
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James Braithwaite, the Supercargo: The Story of his Adventures Ashore and Afloat
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Great Britain -- History, Naval -- 19th century -- Fiction
"By all means--very happy to see them," answered the nabob, as all civil
servants of the Company were called in those days if they were well up
the tree, and had made money. "Bring them down at once."
"I have not a gun, sir, or I might do it; but I'll hail them, which will
answer the purpose," answered Master Toby, with a twinkle in his eye.
We scarcely waited for his call, but tumbling down one after the other,
we stood before the assembled company, to whom Toby, looking as grave as
a judge, introduced us formally by name, finishing off with "Sam Kelson,
boatswain's mate of his Britannic Majesty's frigate _Phoebe_."
"The very ship we spoke the day before we were captured," observed our
friend the judge. "She was on the look-out for Captain La Roche and his
merry men, and if she falls in with them, they will have a hard matter
to escape; but sit down, gentlemen, we are very glad to make your
acquaintance. We are companions in misfortune, though in some respects
you have the advantage over us, by being at liberty."
We found that the passengers were allowed to live as before on board the
Indiaman, and were under no sort of restraint, they having given their
word not to attempt to escape from the island while the French had
possession of it. We were treated in the most friendly manner by all
the party, Sam Kelson finding a companion in a corporal, the servant of
a military officer going out to rejoin his regiment Trundle soon let out
to our new friends the intention we had entertained of trying to release
them. They thanked us, but said that the attempt would have been
useless, as the mouth of the harbour was strongly guarded. There were a
good many other people on board the ships, while the officers and seamen
remained strictly guarded, and were not allowed to visit the shore,
except when the _Mignonne_ or some other privateer ship of war was in
the harbour. Their only fear was that they might run short of
provisions before they were released, or that at all events they should
have to live on very coarse and scanty food. They advised us to keep
out of the Frenchmen's sight, lest we should be pounced on and treated
as seamen and belligerents; this we very readily promised to do.
Altogether we had a very pleasant and merry meeting, and were sorry when
our friends told us that the hour for their return on board had arrived.
It was arranged that they should have another picnic party in the same
spot in three days, and they kindly invited us to join them. On our way
back we had, as may be supposed, plenty of subjects for conversation.
"That Miss Mary Mason," said Toby, "is a sweetly pretty girl. I would
go through fire and water to serve her."
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