Short stories; United States -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
During the two weeks that followed the crew of the _Algier Rose_ worked
zealously at recovering the wealth that the Spaniards had taken such
pains to garner from the mountain range just back of the coast. A
shallow net-work bag was hitched together by the seamen for the purpose
of holding the bars of silver that the divers would throw into it. Those
manning the float that had been constructed would lower the rope cradle
until it rested on the bottom; then the diver would thrust his feet
into a pair of heavy lead slippers and drop through the hole in the
centre of the raft which was anchored above the wreck. An instant later,
when the bed of sand was reached, the diver would quickly select and
throw a brick of metal into the basket, drop his clumsy foot-gear into
the same receptacle, and then, relieved of the weight which had held him
down, he would shoot up to the surface of the water. Accepting his
reappearance as a signal, the men on the float would haul up the net,
lift out the treasure, and pass it into the small boats to be carried to
the ship. At the end of a fortnight, when the divers reported that the
last bar had been gathered, the Captain calculated that he had recovered
fully thirty tons of pure silver.
The stone in the lower hold was thrown overboard to make room for the
noble ballast, which was carefully stowed and wedged in its mean and
gloomy quarters under the decks. The _Algier Rose_ now sailed for
England, where she arrived safely five weeks from the day that her
anchor had been hove up from its resting-place on the white coral bed
off the treasure island.
Captain Phipps’s share of the profits was very large, but the exact
amount is unknown. In addition to a princely revenue, the King was so
much pleased with him for bringing such wealth into the country that he
conferred on him the honor of knighthood, and to reward him still
further for having beaten off the Spanish man-of-war, his Majesty was
pleased to grant him a commission as Captain in the Royal Navy.
Sir William soon sailed for Boston in command of a fine frigate, and a
reunion with the now-envied Charity was speedily followed by the tying
of a true-lover’s knot before the altar of the old meeting-house near
the fort. A few months later the former blacksmith’s boy redeemed his
promise by presenting to my lady “a fair brick house in one of the green
lanes of Boston.” This residence, which was erected on Salem Street,
stood until a few years ago, being last used as an orphan asylum for
boys. In 1690 Sir William was named by the King, Captain-General and
Commander-in-Chief of Massachusetts Bay, and several years later
received a royal patent as Governor of Massachusetts.
VII
THE GIRL CAPTAIN OF CASTLE DANGEROUS
How Three Children Fought the Iroquois in 1692
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