The Three LieutenantsKingston, William Henry Giles
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The Three Lieutenants
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Officers -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
"I couldn't bear the thought of being left behind, and though I knew
that I should be reduced to a pancake, and bitten into one mass of
blisters, I determined to follow you," he answered, "but it has been
trying work, I can assure you. I have lost three stone already, so Dick
Spurling, my coxswain, who is a good judge of weight, declares, and I
have made him hoist me up on his back every morning to try. And then
those abominably greedy mosquitoes! I should have thought after
feasting on the hides of two hundred fellows or more, they might have
had the conscience to let me alone, the gluttons! I had to tell the men
off into watches to wave branches over me at night, or there wouldn't
have been an ounce of blood left in the morning, even if they hadn't
carried me off bodily, and really, considering the size of their wings
and the strength of their proboscises, I thought that more than
probable. Now after all I have gone through, I only hope that the enemy
will hold out and give us something to do."
As Captain Hemming was unwilling to displace Murray, he directed the
sorely-tried commander to take charge of the heavier boats, while he and
the lieutenant proceeded on ahead with the lighter ones, to endeavour,
before commencing hostilities, to try and settle matters by pacific
measures. The order was now given to move ahead.
"Faith, it's easy enough to say that same," exclaimed Adair, "but it's
much harder to do it. However, give way, my lads; we shall see the
noses of the Dons before long, if they stop to show them, and if not, we
shall chance to get sight of their coat-tails."
A hearty laugh from his boat's crew, as they bent lustily to their oars,
followed this sally.
As the crews of the heavier boats laboured with all their strength they
made good way, and for some time kept the two light gigs in sight. They
now entered a reach of a mile and a half in length, at the head of
which, according to the consul's description, the fort would be found.
The captain and Murray pulled on for some distance, though the mist
which still hung over the river hid them from sight of the fort. Not a
breath of air stirred the leaves of the forest; the monkeys, as before,
chattered among the branches, and bright-coloured macaws flew screaming
overhead. At length, far in the distance, on the summit of a bold point
projecting into the river, the stockade they might have to attack came
into sight.
The rays of the rising sun shining on the fort brought it into bold
relief against the dark woods, and above the deep shadows cast across
the stream.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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