Yet so it turned out, though the captain prophesied it notand this was the way of it.
Becalmed off the coast of Madagascar, and having, through leakage in one of the tanks, run short of water, the captain ordered a boat with casks to be got ready to go ashore for water. The young doctor got leave to land and take his gun for the purpose of procuring specimensfor he was something of a naturalistand having a ramble.
Dont get out of hail, Doctor, said the captain, as the boat shoved off.
All right, sir, I wont.
An take a couple o the men into the bush with you in case of accidents.
Ay ay, sir, responded Mark, waving his hand in acknowledgment.
And that was the last that Mark Breezy and the captain of the Eastern Star saw of each other for many a day.
Who will go with me? asked Mark, when the boat touched the shore.
Me, massa, eagerly answered the negro cook, who had gone ashore in the hope of being able to get some fresh vegetables from the natives if any were to be found living there. Seems to me deres no black mans here, so mays well try de woods for wild wegibles.
No no, Ebony, said the first mate, who had charge of the boat, youll be sure to desert if we let you gounless we send Hockins to look after you. Hes the only man that can keep you in order.
Well, Ill take Hockins also, said Mark, you heard the captain say I was to have two men. Will you go, Hockins?
Ay, ay, sir, answered the seaman, sedately, but with a wrinkle or two on his visage which proved that the proposal was quite to his taste.
All the men of the boats crew were armed either with cutlass or carbinein some cases with both; for although the natives were understood to be friendly at that part of the coast it was deemed prudent to be prepared for the reverse. Thus John Hockins carried a cutlass in his belt, but no fire-arm, and the young doctor had his double-barrelled gun, with powder-flask and shot-belt, but Ebonybeing a free-and-easy, jovial sort of niggerwent unarmed, saying he didnt want to carry no harms, seein he would need all harms he had to carry back de fresh wegibles wid.
Thus those three went into the bush, promising to keep well within ear-shot, and to return instantly at the first summons.
That summons camenot as a shout, as had been expected, but as a shotabout an hour after the landing. Our explorers ran to the top of a neighbouring mound in some surprise, not unmixed with anxiety. Before they reached the summit a volley from the direction of the sea, followed by fierce yells, told that some sort of evil was going on. Another moment, and they reached the eminence just in time to behold their boats crew pulling off shore while a band of at least a hundred savages attacked themsome rushing into the water chest-deep in order to seize the boat. Cutlass and carbine, however, proved more than a match for stone and spear.
The fight had scarce lasted a minute, and our trio were on the point of rushing down to the rescue, when a white cloud burst from the side of the Eastern Star, the woods and cliffs echoed with the roar of a big gun, and a shot, plunging into the crowd of natives, cut down many of them and went crashing into the bushes.
It was enough. The natives turned and fled while the boat pulled to the ship.
Uncertainty as to what should be done kept Mark Breezy and his companions rooted for a few seconds to the spot. Indecision was banished, however, when they suddenly perceived a band of thirty or forty natives moving stealthily towards them by a circuitous route, evidently with the intention of taking them in rear and preventing them from finding shelter in the woods.
It was the first time that the young students manhood had been put severely to the test. There was a rush of hot blood to his forehead, and his heart beat powerfully as he saw and realised the hopelessness of their case with such tremendous odds against them.
We can die but once, he said with forced calmness, as he cocked his gun and prepared to defend himself.
Is not a-goin to die at all, said the negro, hastily tightening his belt, Is a-goin to squatilate.
And you? said Mark, turning to the seaman.
Run, says I, of coorse, replied Hockins, with something between a grin and a scowl; ye know the old songhim wot fights an runs away, may live to fight another day!
Come along, then! cried Mark, who felt that whether they fought or ran he was bound to retain the leadership of his little party.
As we have seen, they ran to some purpose. No doubt if they had started on equal terms, the lithe, hardy, and almost naked savages would have soon overtaken them, but fortunately a deep gully lay between them and the party of natives who had first observed them. Before this was crossed the fugitives were over the second ridge of rolling land that lay between the thick woods and the sea, and when the savages at last got upon their track and began steadily to overhaul them, the white men had got fairly into the forest.
Still there would have been no chance of ultimate escape if they had not come upon the footpath down the precipice which we have described as having been partly carried away by falling rocks, thus enabling Hockins and his companions to make a scramble for life which no one but a sailor, a monkey, or a hero, would have dared, and the impossibility of even attempting which never occurred to the pursuers, who concluded, as we have seen, that the white men had been dashed to pieces on the rocks far below.
Whether they afterwards found out their mistake or not we cannot tell.
The reasonlong afterwards ascertainedof this unprovoked attack on the boats crew, was the old story. A party of godless white men had previously visited that part of the coast and treated the poor natives with great barbarity, thus stirring up feelings of hatred and revenge against all white menat least for the time being. In this way the innocent are too often made to suffer for the guilty.
We will now return to our friends in the tree.
Chapter Three.
Describes the Deed of an Amateur Matador and the Work of a Rough-and-Ready Shoemaker
When the day began to break Hockins awoke, and his first impulse was to shout hold on! Ebonys first action was to let go, thereby bringing himself to the ground with an awful thud, which would have told severely on any one less akin to india-rubber.
For a few minutes Mark Breezy, holding tight to his particular branch, looked down at his companions, yawned heavily, and smiled a little. Then a sudden impulse of memory caused him to look grave.
Come, he said, dropping lightly from his perch, these natives may have been searching for us all night, and are perhaps nearer than we suppose. I vote that we push on at once.
Agreed, said Hockins, stretching himself.
No fear, Massa, remarked the negro. If it wur moonlight dey might ave search, but whar de nights am dark dey knows better. De niggahs in dis yer island hab got skins an eyes an noses. If dey was to go troo such woods in de dark, dey hab no skins or eyes or noses in de morninleaswise nuffin wuth mentionin. Cause why? Deyd all git knocked into a sorter mush. Plenty ob time for breakfast fore we start.
Thats true, boy, said Hockins, but wheres the breakfast to come from?
What! you no bringed nuffin in your pockits? asked the negro with a look of visible anxiety on his expressive face.
Hockins turned his various pockets inside out by way of reply.