Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand WarHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand War
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Juvenile fiction; New Zealand -- History -- Juvenile fiction
"We must keep watch then also," Mr. Atherton said decidedly. "I will
speak to Mr. Ryan and ask him to tell the steward that two of us will
require something put on the table for them after the others have done.
I do not think that he himself is likely to leave the deck when the
captain is below, and the two of us who happen to be on duty can have
our meals when he does. Of course whenever those on duty come down for
this purpose the others will take their places until they return. We
will change about each day. This is supposed to be your watch, Allen,
from four to eight. Wilfrid and I will begin the work at that hour. You
will relieve us at twelve, and we shall take the watch from four to
eight. To-morrow we will take the early watch, and so on."
"I will tell the Grimstones," Wilfrid, who had always gone for a daily
chat with the men forward, said; "they will be glad to join us in the
watch, and I should think the other men forward would do so too. I know
they all find it very hard work to get through the day."
The Grimstones at once agreed to keep watch, as did the other three men
who occupied the fore cabin with them. Mr. Atherton got muskets and
ammunition for them from Mr. Ryan, and the two Grimstones were
appointed to his watch, the other men to that of the Allens.
At seven bells most of the passengers came on deck to enjoy the fresh
morning air for an hour before breakfast.
"You are not going to enjoy the pleasure of Wilfrid's or my company at
breakfast, Mrs. Renshaw," Mr. Atherton said, smiling, to that lady as
she stood with the three girls round her on the poop.
"Why not, Mr. Atherton?" she asked in surprise.
"He and the Allens and myself are going to do amateur sentry work as
long as we lie here, Mrs Renshaw. The crew will be all busy refitting
the ship, and so I have volunteered to undertake, with their assistance,
the duty of keeping a sharp eye on those tricky gentlemen ashore."
"Are you in earnest, Mr. Atherton?"
"Quite in earnest that we are going to do so, Mrs. Renshaw. There may be
no absolute occasion for it, but there is nothing like keeping on the
safe side; and as we cannot go ashore, and one cannot talk continuously
for fifteen or sixteen hours, we may just as well pass a portion of our
time in playing at sentinels."
"But when will you get breakfast?" Marion asked. "Shall I bring it up to
you, Mr. Atherton?"
"No, thank you, Miss Renshaw. We have arranged to have it with Mr. Ryan
afterwards. I am much obliged to you for your offer just the same. It is
a very kind one, especially since you will, for once, particularly enjoy
your breakfast, as you will have room for your elbows."
"You are laughing at me again, Mr. Atherton. One would really think
that you take me to be about ten years old."
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