"We were, on a certain day, to have great inspection; so de fag, and
work, and drill, become double for some time before we expect de
general. De idle dogs say, 'What use dis? we quite perfect; no white
regiment can manoeuvre better den we.' But I say, 'Never mind, will
soon be over, so rest content.'--'Ah,' say one bitter bad fellow--Ogly
Jack, dem call him--not wery genteel name, gentlemen, but can't help
dat--'Ah,' say Jack, 'if de rest of de regiment was like me, you should
see! Soon we should have our own way; and plenty tousand of de poor
field-people would soon join us.'--'Ho, ho!' say I, Quacco, 'mutiny
dis;--bloody murder and sudden death dis is;--so, Master Ogly Jack, I
shall take de small liberty to wash you.' However, de inspection pass
over; noting particular happen until de evening, about nine o'clock.
De tattoo beat done long time, and I was eating my supper, at de end of
de long gallery of de easternmost barrick, wery comfortable; looking
out on de white platform below, where de sentries were walking backward
and forward, singing negro song; de clear arms every now and den
sparkling bright, cold, and blue, in de moonlight; and den I look
beyond all dis out upon de smoot shining water of de harbour, which
stretch away, bright as polished silver, until it end in de lights at
Port Royal, and on board of de men of war, at anchor under de batteries
dere, dat twinkle and wanish, twinkle and wanish, until de eye rest on
de spark at de flag-ship's mizen-peak, dat shone steady as one Wenus
star. Suddenly I start--'What is dat?' I say, for I see canoe steal
gently along; de paddle seem of velvet, for no noise it make, none at
all. Presently de parapet hide him, and de two peoples I sees in de
canoe, from Quacco's sight. 'How de sentry don't hail?' say I,
Quacco--'What it can mean he don't hail?' again say I. But, just as I
tink about de wonder of dis, one loud laugh of de young buccra officer
come from de mess-house, and I say, 'Ah ha! de claret begin to work
dere--de brandy and water begin to tell; so I will take my grog too,
and turn in.'--'Hillo!' I say again; for just at dis time I hear one
footstep behind me; 'who go dere?' No one speak for long time; but I
see one person, wid him head just above de level of de gallery,
standing on de stair. I seized my fuzee. 'Come up, whoever you
is.'--'Ha, ha!' laugh some one. 'What, broder Quacco, are you afeard?
don't you know me Jack? You know we are countrymen: so here I have
brought you a drop of grog.'--'Oh ho!' say I Quacco, 'Jack, is it you?
Come in; I shall strike a light.'--'No, no,' say Jack; 'I don't want de
oder men to see I am here.' I tink dis wery strange, but I say noting.
All quiet; de rest of my company were at de oder side of de barrick,
most of dem in der hammock already, and I was not wery fond to be alone
wid Jack after what I overhear. Yet de grog was very good. I take
anoder pull; it grew better, so I take one small drop more. 'Now,
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