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
"You have done us valuable service," he said, "and already the gold
obtained pays for the expedition. We shall not forget your courage, nor
your resource, and shall find a responsible place for you in the
future."
Nor was it long before Roger's services were again in requisition, with
what result we shall presently see.
CHAPTER VI
A Stranger comes Aboard
Three weeks passed rapidly in the little cove to which the brigantine
had sailed when she had given the big Spaniard the slip; and those three
weeks had worked wonders for the men under Sir Thomas's command, and for
the vessel. The latter had been run close into the shore, which was
sandy and free from rocks. Then a couple of stout trees had been
selected, growing close to the edge of the water, and to these ropes
were passed from the caps of the lower masts. The whole crew then set to
work at the capstan, and hove at the ropes through a block till the ship
careened over and lay gently on her side. That done, those who had
training as carpenters prepared to mend the shot-rents in her side,
while others, less accomplished, went to the forest with a few of the
natives and felled trees which had been selected. Meanwhile, precautions
against surprise were not neglected.
"We must hope that no one has been able to communicate the news of our
coming here," said Sir Thomas, as he walked on the sands with Roger, for
since the capture of the mine he had become very friendly with our hero.
"But in case the tale has gone to Santiago, which is their main port
farther east, we must keep a guard at the mine. I give you the conduct
of it, and you may take whatever natives you like, and doubt not that
Tamba will accompany you. The fellow is like a dog. He follows you
everywhere. But to return to the mine. You had better make your own
arrangements there, and I think I would counsel you to despatch men into
the forest, so as to have timely warning of an enemy's approach. Here we
shall watch for their coming by sea, and my guards will be stationed on
the point of the cliff."
And so for three weeks the work continued undisturbed. A fort was formed
on the cliff, and there all the wounded and sick from the brigantine
were sent to recuperate, while Roger and Philip, and the ever-faithful
Tamba, went to the mine and passed their days in the forest. Then came
the time for departure.
"All our rents are mended, and for the past three days we have been
busily loading water and fruit on the ship," said Roger to Philip, as
the two sat before a fire which blazed in front of one of the huts, for
though the heat was not required, the smoke served to keep the myriad
insects away. "To-morrow we sail for the unknown, for this Terra Firma,
this New Spain, the goal of our ambitions."
"And we sail not empty-handed, eh, Roger?" laughed his friend. "Why,
already we have a king's ransom below our decks, and that in itself is a
prize."
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