Aunts -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Friendship -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
he would go through, and felt each time he left her, that she might
never see him again. But she showed her trouble as little as she could
until he was out of her sight, so that he might go on his way with a
good heart, and not be too much cast down at leaving us alone.
"Well, he got down to Portsmouth, and the convicts came on board,
looking at the first glance all very much alike, with their cropped
heads and their prison clothes. But this was not really so, there was a
great difference between them; for some were men of education and some
were ignorant; some were brutal and wicked by nature, and others only
weak and foolish; some were stupid, and others clever, and each of these
things stamps its own expression on the face and form.
"As my father stood on the quay watching the men as they passed him,
someone tapped him on the shoulder, and turning he saw a certain Major
Grose standing there.
"`Captain Enticknapp,' he said; `a word with you about one of those men.
Notice the one standing fourth from us now; his name is Birt. I know
him well and his father too. He can be trusted; it is misfortune rather
than vice which has brought him to this evil pass. If you can, allow
him some privileges, and show him kindness during the voyage. You will
do me a service if you will bear this in mind.'
"Now my father was a man only too ready to think well of others, and to
do them a kindness if possible, so he willingly promised, and observed
Birt closely that he might know him again. He was a slight young fellow
of about twenty, with delicate features and large melancholy eyes which
he bent on the ground; so shame-faced and sad looking, and such a
contrast in his bearing to the recklessness of many of the other men,
that my father's heart was at once touched with pity for him.
"On the voyage he took every possible occasion of being kind to Birt,
and allowed him the privilege of being on deck all day instead of only
two hours like the rest of the convicts. He also lent him books,
encouraged him to talk of his troubles, and by degrees learned the whole
story of his misfortunes. Now, in doing this my father became fond of
him, for to bestow benefits on anyone is a sure way to make a friendly
feeling towards them, and as for Birt he would have done anything to
serve the captain and show his gratitude. Very soon this chance was
given to him.
"At night the convicts were all locked down under hatches and sentinels
placed over them. The men lay six in a berth, and it so happened that
one of these disclosed to Birt a plot that forty of them had made and
signed with their blood. Would he join them and have his share of the
prize?
"Now Birt dared not say no, for he feared for his life amongst those
desperate men.
"`Before I say that I will,' he replied, `I must know your plan. How is
it possible to seize the ship when such a good look-out is kept?'
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