Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the MidshipmanKingston, William Henry Giles
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Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the Midshipman
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"You must know, D'Arcy," said he, "that the young Reefian informs me
that the _Ariadne_ was driven inshore by a heavy gale; and that before
she had time to haul off, a calm came on, when several boats, manned by
his people, pulled off to her. The master, who seems to have been a
brave fellow, had no notion of yielding without a blow, and, arming his
crew, gave them a warm reception. Several of the Reefians were killed
and wounded before they could make good their footing on board. The
gallant master was killed, and so were more than half his crew. Major
Norman and the rest of the people escaped without a wound, though they
expected to be cut to pieces; but their defence had so excited the
admiration of their captors, that they were, instead, treated with
considerable kindness, though ultimately marched off as prisoners. Miss
Norman was discovered in the cabin; but when it was known who was her
father, he was allowed to accompany her. The people who captured the
brig belong to a tribe ruled over by a powerful chief, who resides some
miles along the coast. He seems to have claimed the brig as his own
perquisite; and this youth, who is a relation of his, was living on
board to take care of her. Miss Norman and her father likewise became
his property, but I cannot speak my gratitude to Heaven, on finding that
she is treated with the most perfect respect, while her father is
employed in the gardens of the Kaid. His young nephew describes him as
a fierce, despotic old fellow, not at all likely to give up his
captives, unless compelled by force. He says that he is so very
wealthy, that no temptation of a high ransom will influence him. This,
however, I am resolved, without delay, to ascertain, and to employ every
means in my power to liberate my friends. He seems to owe no allegiance
to the Emperor of Morocco, or to any other acknowledged potentate; so
that I will not attempt the long business of negotiation, which would,
too probably, end in disappointment. At first I thought of taking the
lad with me, but then I considered that he would be of more service as a
hostage on board; and I have promised him that, if his information be
correct, and I succeed in recovering my friends, I will give him an
unerring rifle and a silver-mounted dagger, so that I have won him over
completely to our interest. As I speak Arabic as well as any Turk, I
have resolved to assume the character of a Turkish jewel-merchant on a
journey to buy precious stones for the Sultan. I feel that I can act
the part very well. How does the plan strike you?"
"Very good; capital, sir," I answered, the romance of the thing taking
my fancy immensely. "But, as I do not speak a word of Arabic, or any
Eastern language, I do not see how I am to help you."
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