Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of MexicoBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of Mexico
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Juvenile fiction
All stared out across the water, but though they watched for many hours,
nothing was seen save the land in the distance. And as evening came the
latter became larger, and those gifted with the best sight could make
out hills and mountain chains. Roger even thought that he caught the
white sheen of a sail. But it was getting dusk, and he could not be
certain.
"As like as not it was one," said Sir Thomas, when our hero brought the
report to him, "for I have information that the Spaniards keep many
ships here, and that they are making large preparations to reinforce
this Fernando Cortes with men and ships. But we shall be far along the
coast by to-morrow, and our course will take us out more. Did you think,
Roger de Luce, that we should have accomplished so much in one single
month from our sailing from the port of London?"
"I had expected to be many weeks on the voyage, sir, though I am
ignorant of the time usually taken. But I remember that while in Spain
it was told me that the great Columbus had taken a very long time, and
that when in these parts his men had begged of him to turn back, for
they thought that they had gone so far that to proceed would make return
impossible."
"And yet he persevered against their wishes, and discovered Hispaniola,
and afterwards Cuba. And he took many weeks, while we are but four from
London. We are fortunate, and in two weeks from this should be on the
coast for which we aim. Then we must search for natives, and a captive
Spaniard would be of service, for then you could question him."
Roger made his salute, and retired to the lower deck, where he soon
turned in. At midnight he and Philip came on the deck again, to take
their watch, and strolled up and down. A fine moon was up, and the sea
could be observed for miles around them, looking silvery white in the
rays.
"Wait," said Roger, after they had trudged up and down for nearly an
hour, both busy with their thoughts, "I fancied that I saw another ship.
Perhaps it is the light given by the moon, which is rather deceptive,
but--look yonder. Is that a sail?"
"I also thought so," was the hesitating answer. "But I could not be
certain, and now there seems to be nothing. Listen! Did you hear a
call?"
They stood at the rail, staring out at the water and listening. But it
must have been their fancy, for though an hour passed and still found
them attentive, they neither heard nor saw anything to arouse their
suspicions.
"We imagined the whole thing, then," said Roger, "though I fancy still
that I actually caught sight of a sail. Suppose these Spanish fellows
had heard of our coming, and were lying in wait."
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