Leonard Lindsay ; $b or, the story of a buccaneerReach, Angus B. (Angus Bethune)
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Leonard Lindsay ; $b or, the story of a buccaneer
Reach, Angus B. (Angus Bethune)
Buccaneers -- Fiction; Historical fiction
‘Lindsay—Lindsay!’ he muttered, ‘I know not that name.’ He paused,
and then said loudly and clearly, ‘Death—my voice is for death. He
hath most foully betrayed his great trust, and the blood of the
saints crieth against him. By what law, sayest thou, shall we put him
to death? Even by that which gave Jericho and its people to the sword
of Joshua, the son of Nun.’
Listening to this, I saw that the mind of the dying man was running
upon the great action of his life, and forbore to disturb him. But
presently the delirium fit seemed to pass away, and he stirred
restlessly, and muttered that he was athirst. I looked round the
cottage, and finding a pitcher of water and a mug, held the latter
to his lips; when he had drunk he seemed revived, shut his eyes for
a moment, and then, opening them, fixed his gaze upon me, and smiled
faintly.
‘I know you now,’ he said; ‘how came you here?’
Feeling that his time was but short, I hurriedly replied, that having
arrived at Jamaica from Hispaniola, I had heard that he resided here,
and had lost no time in coming to see, and thank him.
‘You will see the last of me, then,’ he murmured; ‘I told you I
should rest in the wilderness, and I am fast going to that long home.’
I asked him if he had not had proper medicines and help in his fever.
‘No,’ he replied, ‘none; I did not wish to live. I left myself in the
hands of God. He has called my soul, and I obey the summons as firmly
as I can.’
‘But surely,’ quoth I, ‘you require help—attendance?’
‘None,’ says he—‘a man can die alone. When I felt the delirium coming
on, yesterday, and knew that my hour was at hand, I called together
my four slaves and gave them their liberty. They went singing and
shouting away, and I remained here waiting for the last moment with
contrition, and prayer, and praise.’
After this he was silent for a long time. Then he said, ‘Once I was
a judge at a great trial, now I go to be judged for my judgment.
Then, I did that which I believed to be right and good. I am of the
same mind still. Before an hour, I shall know whether my voice spoke
justly or no.’
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