Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of MexicoBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
History
Roger the Bold: A Tale of the Conquest of Mexico
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Juvenile fiction
The argument was concise and clear, and Roger stood there, looking now
at the knight and then at the master, watching their troubled faces, and
wondering what action they would take. Would they spurn the advice thus
sought from their newly promoted lieutenant,--from him who had come
forward with his plan of cutting the masts of the galleon at such a
critical moment? Would they decide to take some opposite course than
that recommended them by the lad who but a few hours before had been a
raw crossbow youth, unused to war, inexperienced in action, and whose
sole recommendations were his height, his great strength, and his
valuable knowledge of the Spanish language? To Roger it was a moment in
his life. He had given thought to this question of escape from the
enemy; he saw that the brigantine was sadly crippled, that her crew were
badly hurt from the late action, and that refitting and rest were
essential to future success. More than that, like Sir Thomas, he
realized that a second action with an enemy who were fresh, and with a
galleon of even greater power, could end in but one way. The English
might beat off the Spaniards--might even, with superhuman gallantry,
capture this following galleon; but their numbers would be again
reduced, and probably very largely.
"Besides," he added, as if he had been speaking his thoughts aloud,
"even if we do not make for the island, this vessel will follow during
the following day, and she or other consorts will discover us. Were we
in the best condition all would be well, but we are crippled. Our men
are hurt, and, more than that, in the open sea the Spaniards can nearly
certainly laugh at us."
"The lad is right. He has seen farther than we have, and gives us sound
and good advice," said Sir Thomas, slowly, his brow all furrowed, as one
could see through the opening in his helmet. "Then you advise that we
make for this island of Cuba? Come, Sir Giant, set that brain to work
and aid us. We are not too proud to seek help and good counsel from even
the youngest, providing he has proved his ability. Often have I seen the
humblest soldier do service in this manner when at the wars. And,
besides, you have travelled. You have seen strange lands and people, and
there is nought like that to educate the mind. Some day, may be, you
will command an expedition like this, and look back upon this day when
your courage and good sense were put to the test."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account