Not the least anxious of the many anxious hours they had passed on board
the _Venus_ were those they had now to endure. Jack Rogers, however,
kept close to them, so that they had no fear about their lives. It was
with no slight satisfaction, therefore, that at length they heard the
cry from the foretopmast head of the _Felicidade_, Jack's prize, of
"land ahead," and soon afterwards the high cape of Sierra Leone hove in
sight. They ran up the river above five miles, when they came to an
anchor off Freetown, the picturesque capital of the colony. It is
backed by a line of lofty heights of different shapes and sizes, which
are covered to their summits with trees, and add much to the beauty of
the scenery, the Sugarloaf rising in the distance behind them. The
river immediately in front of the town forms a bay, which affords good
anchorage to vessels of all classes. The town rises with a gentle
ascent from the banks of the river, and presents a very good appearance
for nearly a mile long, and the streets are broad and intersect each
other at right angles. The town is open to the river on the north, but
on the east, south, and west it is hemmed in by the wood-crowned hills,
which are about a mile or so from it, the intervening space being filled
up with undulating ground, forming altogether a scene of great beauty.
Here and there in the distance could be seen the palm-thatched roofs of
the cottages, which form several villages scattered about on the sides
of the hills, and all united by good roads.
"What a pleasant place this would be to live in if it wasn't for the
yellow fever, and the coast fever, and a few other little
disagreeables," observed Adair to Murray, as they stood on the deck of
the _Venus_ waiting for Jack Rogers, who was coming to take them on
shore. Meantime Needham and the rest of the crew were still hard at
work at the pumps, to keep the craft afloat. The schooner's sails being
stowed, Rogers was soon alongside. With no little satisfaction they
stepped into his boat. Just as they were shoving off, Queerface, who
had hitherto been looking over the side, chattering in the most voluble
manner, made a spring and leaped in after them, and took his seat aft as
if he thought himself one of them, as Paddy remarked. He looked about
him in so comical a way that they all burst into fits of laughter, and
when they tried to catch him to put him on board again, he leaped about
so nimbly, that they were obliged to give up the chase and allow him to
accompany them on shore.
"If Master Queerface was asked, I have not the slightest doubt but that
he would say there were four of us in the boat now," said Paddy,
laughing. "Just see what a conceited look the little chap puts on; eh,
Master Queerface, you think yourself a very fine fellow now."
"Kack, kack, kack," went Queerface, looking about him in the most
self-satisfied manner.
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