Our passage, till we sighted the coast of Jamaica, was very rapid.
Captain Helfrich had made some arrangement with the pirates as to their
future course. I do not know what it was. Some were to go away in
their boats in different directions; some wished to land, and others to
be put on board homeward-bound vessels. They wanted to take the
schooner, but, of course, he could not willingly let them have her, as
she was not his property. I suspect that they had formed a plan to take
her; but their designs, if such existed, were defeated.
Among the cargo were some small casks of rum. A knowledge of this fact
the captain wished to keep concealed from everybody on board.
Unhappily, however, the pirates discovered them, and, in spite of
Captain Helfrich's remonstrances and warnings, they very soon had them
up and broached on deck. Every minute they became more and more riotous
and inclined to quarrel among themselves. Again the captain warned them
that they would betray themselves; but laughingly they answered that
they knew him well, and that he would take care that they got into no
mischief.
The wind heading us, we had to stand in-shore, so as to beat up towards
Kingston. There was a little sea on, but not enough to prevent our
observing objects some way below the surface. Peter and I were looking
over the side--one of the other men being at the helm--when we noticed a
dark pointed object floating alongside; another came up near it.
Looking down, we with a shudder discovered the long tapering bodies of
two sharks swimming just on our quarter. Nothing is so hateful to a
sailor, even when he has a sound plank under his feet, as a sight of
those tigers of the deep. Happening shortly after to go over to the
other side, and glancing my eye over the bulwarks, with almost a thrill
of horror I saw two others precisely in the same relative position. At
first I thought they must be the same, but going back to the other side,
there were those first seen just as they had been before.
"I don't like the look of those brutes," said Peter. "I am not
superstitious, but I never have seen sharks swimming along as those are
but what some mischief or other has happened--a man has fallen
overboard, or something of that sort!"
I, as may be supposed, shared fully in Peter's feelings, and set to work
wondering what the harm would be.
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