There She Blows! Or, The Log of the ArethusaMacy, William Hussey
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There She Blows! Or, The Log of the Arethusa
Macy, William Hussey
Sea stories; Whaling -- Fiction
"We'll stand close in under the weather-point here, and luff to in full
view of those devils on the beach there. Take that old traitor forward
to the cat-head! Haul the foresail up, so the audience can all get
their money's worth! I hope I sha'n't have to commit _regicide_," he
added, in his low dry tone, "but I want to scare him _almost_ to death."
We hove to, so as to bring our starboard "battery" to bear fairly upon
the landing-place. A plank was rigged out, the king was mounted upon it
in full sight of his subjects, and the slip-noose adjusted round his
neck. These operations produced a magical effect on shore; the savages
could be seen running distractedly about the beach, and the air was
vocal with wild yells. Presently a large party of them made a rush for
the mat-covered object up in the cocoanut-grove.
"That's the idea!" said the old man, who had his glass bearing upon
them. "Give them a shot, Mr. Dunham, to quicken their movements! We
can't afford to lie here long, waiting."
The smart report of the six-pounder rang out over the water, echoing
and re-echoing round the concave of the bay. Some thirty or forty of
the frightened barbarians picked up the boat, and started upon the run
for the beach.
"That makes them 'step lightly!'" said the old man. "Load up again, Mr.
Dunham! Powder and wad will be enough this time. Don't waste any balls
upon them."
At the second snap of the gun, our boat was coming out through the
rollers, and two canoes with her to take her in tow. The trembling
wretch was released, shorn of all his majesty for the time being. We
waifed his canoe, which was still hovering round, to come alongside.
Our boat was hoisted up on one side, while the king went down the other.
"Brail up the spanker!" said the captain. "Put your helm up there!
We'll run down to Hanarora now, and lie off and on for what we want. I
think I see Jim's canoe coming up along shore now."
It was indeed, the white man, Jim, who had come up to warn us against
treachery; but found he was too late as we had already left the
anchorage.
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