The war maker : $b Being the true story of Captain George B. BoyntonSmith, Horace Herbert
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The war maker : $b Being the true story of Captain George B. Boynton
Smith, Horace Herbert
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“Now, Captain, I have told you all. I am partly justified, if such a
vow as mine can be pleaded as justification, but why are you in this
business?”
Her sudden inquiry, following her bitter denunciation of pirates and
those who preyed on them, surprised and embarrassed me. I told her
that I was in it only because of the adventure of it; that I had been
attracted to the China Sea by Norton’s stories, and that once there I
had naturally fallen in with the exciting life and become a part of it;
and that all of my fighting blood was aroused and my soul glorified by
the fact that the great pirate chief had sworn to crush me.
“That is not a sufficient excuse,” she replied, promptly and
decisively. “I had some reason for my actions, but you have none.” A
moment later she added, gently: “I did not mean to pass judgment on
you, for I have no right to do that. We must all be governed by our own
consciences.”
Neither one of us cared to continue the conversation and I was glad
when she suggested that she would have a servant show me to a smaller
bungalow, a short distance away, where I was to stay, though taking
my meals at the “palace.” She advised a walk through the village and
around the lake during the forenoon, and said we would walk toward the
top of the mountain after lunch. I looked over my comfortable quarters
and then walked back to the lake and went in a boat, with Deverell and
Fennell, the “Queen’s” second officer, to the entrance, in which I was
much interested. I found it to be just as it had been described. There
were two gates, one on each side, about twenty-five feet high, above
low water, and fifteen feet wide. They ran on small wheels in grooves
cut in the solid rock and had been put in place, evidently, by building
a cofferdam around the entrance. Below the water line they were built
of heavy iron lattice work, so as to give the tides free ingress and
egress. Above the water they were constructed of thick timbers, covered
on the seaward side with iron plates. When they were open they ran
back into nests cut into granite rock. When they were closed they came
together diagonally, in the shape of a wide V, with the apex facing
outward, so that the action of the waves only locked them more firmly.
It was possible for two men to operate each gate, though six made
quicker work of it. Their construction was as fine a piece of elusive
engineering as I have ever seen. Their height was so arranged that
there was no break in the coast line and they were, as the Queen had
said, indistinguishable at a very short distance. There was just room
enough over the sill to admit the “Queen” at low tide, and a larger
ship could not have gotten through the gates or over the bar.
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