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
As soon as the big mate, now the most tipsy of the party, had been got
on deck, Higson and Timmins went below, but not a bottle of rum could
they find. There were a few cocoa-nuts and gourds in the lockers, and
other provisions, but that was all. As the place was horribly
unsavoury, they were glad to get on deck again.
"Buckra ossifer no find rum--rum all gone!" said Quasho, with a
well-feigned sigh. The other negroes grinned, and the big mate looked
highly amused, but said nothing. The fire in the caboose having been
lighted, the black skipper acting as cook, the midshipmen sat down to
breakfast. Everything now went smoothly enough. Spider afforded a fund
of amusement. As the wind was aft, it was too hot to do anything else
than play with him. The black crew, with the exception of the man at
the helm, lay down forward, and were soon fast asleep. When it was time
to relieve him, Captain Quasho kicked up one of the sleepers and sent
him aft, expediting his movements by a pretty sharp bang on the head
with a frying-pan, observing, "Me know how to keep discipline aboard de
_Snapper_, I tink." Thus the day wore on--luncheon and dinner occupying
a good deal of time, for, in spite of the heat, the midshipmen retained
their appetites. The heat increased as the sun rose. If it was hot on
deck it was hotter still in the cabin, which the stifling air and the
cockroaches rendered almost insupportable. Towards evening they came in
sight of the curious island of Saba, having the appearance of a high,
barren, conical-shaped rock rising directly out of the ocean. As they
got nearer, a few huts were seen at the base of the mountain, and in
front a flight of steps hewn out of the solid rock leading to the very
summit. They ran in and anchored close to the shore in a little cove.
As there was still an hour or more of daylight they agreed to land at
once, and explore the place that evening, so that they might sail again
next morning. Up the steps they climbed, for it was evident that they
must lead somewhere. On reaching the top, what was their surprise to
find themselves on the rim of a large circular basin, and looking down
on a small town standing in its midst surrounded by vegetable gardens
and orchards. The inhabitants received them very cordially not often
being troubled by visitors, and offered them the best the island could
supply, chiefly vegetables and fish, with the promise of a kid if they
would stay till the next day. An unsophisticated race were these Saba
islanders. "The world forgetting--by the world forgot." As there would
be no little risk of breaking their necks should they attempt to descend
the steps at night, the adventurers wished their hospitable entertainers
good-bye and returned to the shore. It was hot on the top of the hill,
it was hot everywhere; so they agreed that it would be as well to sail
at once, so as to have a longer time to spend at Saint Kitts and Nevis.
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