The fact flashed upon me at once; our cable had been cut; it was the
spray of the breakers rebounding from the shore. The best bower anchor
was instantly let go, which brought us up; not however till we had
drifted within a cable's length of the breakers, which ramped and roared
all the night with maddening violence, as if eager to engulf us. The
alarm was given, and in a few minutes every thing was prepared for any
emergency that might occur.
I ordered Ramrod to clap a charge of grape into one of the bow-chasers
and let drive at the first object that came in sight. As I gave the
order the dip of oars could be plainly distinguished, receding from our
bows. Benjamin did not wait to see the marauders, but fired in the
direction of the sound. The fog was swept away before the mouth of the
gun, to some distance, and I caught a glimpse of a boat filled with men.
A deep groan told that the gun had been rightly directed.
There was now no doubt that we were surrounded by enemies. It was only
by the foreboding watchfulness of the gunner that we were prevented from
going ashore, where, doubtless, the pirates expected to have obtained an
easy victory over us.
About ten minutes after this incident I was startled by the faint voice
of Ponto, hailing me from under the schooner's side. I joyfully lowered
the man-ropes, and immediately had the adventurous boy beside me, on the
quarter-deck. He grasped my hand, and I felt him tremble all over with
eagerness.
"You heard that song; the voice was that of my own sister! That shriek,
too, was hers; do you wonder that I leaped overboard? I scarcely know
how I reached the rock from which she was dragged. I climbed up and up,
in the direction I supposed they must have taken, until I gained the
very summit of one of the hills. I looked down, and as it were floating
in the haze, many feet below me, saw the face of a rock reddened by the
blaze of a fire opposite. I clambered from cliff to cliff, clinging to
the branches of the trees, and letting myself down by the mountain
creepers that hung like thick drapery over the descent, till all at once
I dropped over the very mouth of a deep cavern. A massy vine fell in
heavy festoons down over the rugged pillars that formed its portal.
Securing a foothold among its tendrils, concealed by its luxuriant
foliage, I bent over and looked in. A large party of fierce-looking men,
with pistols in their belts and cutlasses lying by them, were seated
round a rude table, feasting and making merry over their wine beakers. I
paid little attention to them, for against the rough wall was an old
woman, and leaning upon her--as I live, it is true--was my own, my
beautiful sister, she whom I had left in England! I thought my heart
would have choked me, as I looked upon her pale, sorrowful face, and
heard her low sobs. In my tremor the vine shook; some loose stones were
started, and went clattering down into the very mouth of the cavern. Two
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