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
I tried to spring forward to throw myself before him, but the smugglers
held me back, though the action, instead of making them angry, seemed to
gain we more respect from them, as they held me less rudely than before,
and no longer amused themselves by twisting the handkerchief, Thug
fashion, round my gullet.
My uncle looked calmly at the smuggler and answered, "I came on shore in
pursuit of my lawful duty, to apprehend you, or any others, breaking the
revenue laws. Further than that, I have no feeling of ill-will against
you, or any of those connected with you."
"Very fine talking, Mr Lieutenant; but that won't do here. You came to
injure us; there's no doubt about that, from what you own yourself; and
you must take the consequences."
"You will suffer for it, if you injure me or any of my people!"
exclaimed my uncle, indignantly.
"We don't want to hurt any of your people; but you and that young cub of
an officer must be prepared to die this very night. Your man there we
don't intend to hurt; and he may, if he likes, join us, which he
probably will be glad enough to do; if not, we carry him away over the
water, far enough from this."
"No, that I won't, you cold-hearted scoundrels, you!" exclaimed Jack
Stretcher, vehemently. "My Commander there, I tell you, is a truer and
braver man than any one of you; and you to think of murdering him
because he is doing his duty, and that young innocent boy, his nephew--a
mere baby to any of you,--it just shows what a white-livered crew you
smugglers are; but, howsomdever, if you'll let them go without harm, you
may make a shot fast to my feet and heave me over the cliffs outside
here, or do what you like with me; you can but kill me, and I don't fear
you--so heave ahead, my hearties."
This address of Jack Stretcher created some considerable sensation among
the smugglers; but their chief seemed immovable. What surprised me most
was, that they were not in the slightest degree enraged at the abuse
showered so liberally on their heads; but, on the contrary, they
infinitely admired him for his fearlessness and fidelity to his
superior.
"What you say, my man, can't be done; those two die, for conspiring with
a traitor to betray us. We shall keep you shut up for some time, and
then carry you over to America, perhaps, or some distant part; but we
shan't take your life; so now you know what you have to expect. Take
those two off, and heave them over High-Peak Cliff. Be sharp about it,
now."
Before my uncle could speak a word or attempt to free himself, he was
dragged back and pinioned, and I was treated in the same way; our eyes
were tightly bandaged, as before; and we were forced out of the cavern
by a large body of the smugglers.
"Never fear, sir," shouted Stretcher. "They'll hang for it yet, and I
shall live to see you revenged."
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