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CHAPTER XVI (Continued.)
An hour after sunrise next morning
ths frail boat, which WRS the lout- hnna
of these four human beings, drifted with
me outgoing current toward the mouth
of the harbor. When first launched she
had come nigh swamping, being over
loaded, and it was found necessary to
leave behind a great portion of the dried
meat. They made -tedious way with
their rude oars; a light breeze from- the
northwest sprung up with the dawn, and,
hoisting the goat-skin sail, they crept
along the coast. It ni resolved that
the two men should keep watch and
warcn; and Frere, for the second time,
enforced his authority by giving the first
watch to Rufug Dawes. "I am tired,"
he said, "and shall sleep for a little
while."
That nieht the wind fell.
had to take their oars. Rowing all night,
uiey made but little progress, and Rufus
Dawes suggested that they should put
In to the shore, and wait until the breeze
sprung up. But, upon getting under the
lee of a long line of basaltic rocks
which rose abruntlv out of the ana. thev
found the waves breaking furiously upon
a norsesboe reef, six or seven miles in
length. There was nothing for it but to
coast again.
They coasted for two days, without a
sign of a sail, and on the third day a
great wind broke upon them from the
southeast and drove them back thirty
miles. The coracle began to leak, and
required constant bailing. What was
almost as bad. the best Dart of their
water had leaked away also.
lne position of the four poor creatures
was now almost desperate. Mrs. Vlck
ers, Indeed, seemed completely prostrat
ed, and it was evident that, unless some
help came, she could not long survive
the continued exposure to the weather.
The child was In somewhat better case.
Kurus Dawes had wrapped her In his
Woolen shirt, and. nnknnwn rn Vrera
had divided with her dally his allowance
or meat. She lay In his arms at night,
and In the day crept by his side for shel
ter and Protection. As nnir she was
near Win she felt -.nti. They spoke lit
tle to eaea otner, but when-Jtufus Dawes
felt the pressure of hnr tiny hand In
his, or rustalned t'- weight of her head
npon his shoulder, he almost forgot the
cold that froze hln aud the hunger that
gnawed him.
I CJ.. . .
.--j two mote aajs passed, and yet no
sail! On the tenth day after their de
parture from Macqnarie Harbor they
came to the end of their provisions. To
add to their distress, the child was seis
ed with fever. She was hot and cold by
turns, and In the Intervals of moaning
talked deliriously. Rufus Dawes, hold
ing her In his arms, watched the suffer
ing he was unable to alleviate, with
a savage despair at his heart. Was she
to die, after all?
So another day and night passed, and
the eleventh morning saw the boat yet
alive, rolling In the trough of the same
deserted sea. The four exiles lay In
her ahnost without breath. All at once
Dawrs uttered a cry, and selling the
sheet, put the clumsy craft about. "A
sal!! a call!" ho cried. "Do you not
eo her?"
"There Is no sail," said Frere. "You
mor-k us!"
The boat, no Ior.gi.-r following the line
of tbo c .-ipt, v an running nearly due
south, straight. uto the groat sonthern
ocean. Frere tried to wrest the thong
from the hand of the convict, and bring
the boat hack to her course. "Are you
mad," he asked, in fretful terror, "to
run us ont to sea?"
"Sit down," returned the other, with
a menacing gesture, and staring across
the gray water. "I tell you I see a
sail!"
The day had broken, and the dawn,
In one long pale streak of sickly saffron,
lay low on the left hand. Between this
streak of saffron-colored light and the
bows of the boat gleamed for an instant
a white speck.
Frere, utterly confounded, looked,
with his heart in his mouth, and again
did the white speck glimmer.
"Sylvia!" cried Rufus Dawes, "Syl
via! My darling! You are saved!"
She opened her blue eyes and looked
at him, but gave no sign of recognition.
Delirium had hold of her, and In the
hour of safety the child had forgotten
her preserver. Rnfus Dawes, overcome
by this last cruel stroke of fortune, sat
down In the stern of the boat, with the
child In his arms speechless. Frere
thought that the chance he had so long
ed for had come. With the mother at
the point of death, and the child deliri
ous, who could testify to this hated
convict's sklllfulness? No one but Mr.
Maurice Frere, and Mr. Maurice Frere,
as commandant of convicts, could not but
give up an "absconder" to Justice.
The ship a brig, with American "col
ors flying came within hall of them.
Frere could almost distinguish figures
on her deck. lie made his way aft to
where' Dawes was sitting, unconscious,
with the child In his arms, - and stirred
mm rougniy with bis root.
"Oo forward,' ho said, In tones of
command, "and give the child to me."
Rufus Dawes raised his head, and,
seeing the approaching vessel, awoke to
the consciousness of his dnty. With a
low laugh, full of unutterable bitterness,
he placed the burden he had borne so
tenderly In the arms of the lieutenant.
The brig was close upon them. Her
canvas loomed large and dusky, shadow,
lng the sea. Her wet decks shone In
the morning sunlight From her bul
wark peered bearded and eager faces,
looking with astonishment at this boat
T
and its haggard company, alone on that
barren and stormy ocean.
Frere, with Sylvia In his arms, waited
for her.
CHAPTER XVIL
"Society in Hobart Town, in this year
of grace 1838, Is, my dear lord, compos
ed of very curious elements." So ran
a passage In the sparkling letter which
the Rev. Mr. Meekin, newly appointed
chaplain, and seven days' resident in
Van Dlemen's Land, was carrying to the
postofflce. Clad In glossy black, of the
most fashionable clerical cut, with dandy
boots, and gloves of lightest lavender
a white silk overcoat hinting that Its
wearer was not wholly free from sensi
tiveness to sun and heat the Reverend
Meekin tripped daintily to the postofflce,
and deposited his letter. Two ladies met
him as he turned.
Mr. Meekin's elegant hat was raised
from his intellectual brow and hovered
In the air, like some courteous blackbird,
for an instant. "Mrs. Jelllcoe! Mrs.
Protherick! My der leddies, this is
an unexpected pleasure! And where,
pray, are you going on this lovely after
noon? To stay In the house Is positive
ly Blnful. Ah! what a climate; but the
trail of the serpent, my dear Mrs. Proth
erick the trail of the serpent " And
he sighed.
"Why, you are going our way, said
lira. Jeiiicou. "We cau walk together."
"Delighted! I am going to call on
Major Vlckers."
"And I live within a stone's throw,"
returned Mrs. Protherick. "What a
charming little creature his daughter.
A sad thing. Quite a romance If It were
not so had, you know. His wife, poor
Mrs. Vlckers!"
"Indeed! What of her?" asked Meek
in, bestowing a condescending bow on a
passer-by. "Is she an Invalid?"
"She Is dead, poor soul, returned Jolly
Mrs. Jelllcoe, with a fat sigh. "You
don't mean to say that you haven't
heard the story, Mr. Meekin?"
"My dear leddies, I have only been in
Hobart Town a week, and I have not
heard the story."
"It's about the mutiny, you know, the
mutiny at Macquarle Harbor. The pris
oners took the ship and put Mrs. Vlck
ers and Sylvia ashore somewhere. Cup
tain Frere was with them, too. The
poor things had a dreadful time, and
nearly died. Captain Frere made a boat
at last, and they were picked up by a
ship. Poor Mrs. Vlckers only lived a
few hours, and little Sylvia she was
only twelve years old then was quite
lightheaded. They thought she wouldn't
recover She's quite strong now; but her
memory's gone. She doesn't remember
anything about the three or four weeks
they were ashore at least not distinct
ly." "It's a great mercy," Interrupted Mrs.
Protherick, determined to keep the post
of honor. "Who wants her to remem
ber these horrors? From Captain Frere's
account, It was positively awful. A
'bolter' that's what we call an escaped
prisoner, Mr. Meekin happened to be
left behind, and he found them out, and
Insisted on sharing the provisions the
wretch! Captain Frere was obliged to
watch him constantly for fear he should
murder them. Even In the boat he tried
to run them out to sea and escape. He
was one of the worst men In the Harbor,
they say. But you should hear Captain
Frere tell the story."
"And where Is he now?" asked Mr.
Meekin, with Interest.
"Captain Frere V
"No, the prisoner."
"Oh, goodness, I don't know at Port
Arthur, I think. I know that he was
tried for bolting, and would have been
hanged but for Captain Frere's exer
tions." "Dear, dear! a strange story, Indeed,"
said Mr. Meekin. "And so the young
lady doesn't know anything about It?"
"Only what she's been told, of course,
poor dear. She's engaged to Captain
Frere."
"Really! To the man who saved her.
How charming quite a romance! Her
girlish love clings to her heroic protec
tor. Remarkable and beautiful. Quite
the hem! the ivy and oak, dear led
dies. Ah, in our. fallen nature, what
sweet spots I think this Is the
gate."
A smart convict servant he had been
a pickpocket of note In days gone by
left the clergyman to repose In a hand
somely furnished drawing room, whose
sun blinds revealed a wealth of bright
garden flecked with shadows, while he
went In search of Miss Vlckers. The
major was out, his duties as superin
tendent of convicts rendering such ab
sences necessary; but Miss Vlckers was
in the garden, and could be called In at
once. The Reverend Meekin, wiping
his heated brow, and pulling down his
spotless w'rlstbands, laid himself back
on the soft sofa, soothed by the elegant
surroundings no less than by the cool
ness of the atmosphere. He was dis
turbed by the sound of voices In the gar
den; and going outside saw a young
girl talking to one of the servants. She
turned, and Mr. Meekin, bowing his
apologies, became conscious that the
young lady was about seventeen years of
age, that her eyes were large and soft,
her hair plentiful and bright, and that
the hand which held the little book she
had been reading was white and small.
"Miss Vlckers, I think. My name Is
Meekin the Rev. Arthur Meekin."
"How do you do, Mr. Meekin?" said
Sylvia, putting out one of her small
hands, and looking straight at him.
"Papa will be in directly."
"His daughter more than compensates
for Us absence, my dear Mis Vlckers."
"I don't like flattery, Mr. Meekin, so
don't use it' At least," she added, with
a delicious frankness that seemed born
of her very brightness and beauty, "not
that sort of flattery. Young girls do
like flattery, of course. Don't you think
so?"
This rapid attack quite disconcerted
Mr. Meekin, and be could only bow and
smile at the self-possessed youug lady.
"Yon have not been here long, Mr.
Meekin," said Sylvia, after a pause.
"No, only a week; and I confess I am
surprised.. A lovely climate, but, as I
said just now to Mrs. Jullicoe, the trail
of the serpent the trail of the serpent
my dear young lady."
"If you send all theta wretches here,
you must' expect the trail of the ser
pent," said Sylvia. "It isn't the fault
of the colony. But don't let us talk
about this, Mr. Meekin," she added,
pushing back a stray curl of golden hair.
"Papa says that I am not to talk about
these things, because they are all doue
according to the rules of the service, as
he calls it."
"An admirable notion of papa'B," said
Meekin, much relieved as the door open
ed, and Vlckers and Frere entered.
Vlckers' hair had grown white, but
Frere carried his thirty years as easily
as some men carry two-and-twenty.
"My dear Sylvia," began Vickers,
"here's an extraordinary thing!" And
then, becoming conscious of the presence
of the agitated Meekin, he paused.
"You know Mr. Meekin, papa?" said
Sylvia. "Mr. Meekin, Captain Frere."
"I have that pleasure," said Vickers.
"Glad to see you, sir. Pray sit down."
Upon which Mr. Meekin beheld Sylvia
unaffectedly kiss both gentlemen; but be
came strangely aware that the kiss be
stowed upou her father was warmer than
that which greeted her affianced hus
band. "Warm weather, Mr. Meekin," said
Frere. "Sylvia, my darling, I hope you
have not been out In the heat You
have! My dear, I've begged you "
"It's not hot at all," said Sylvia, pet
tishly. "Nonsense! I'm not made of
butter I sha'n't melt Thank you, dear;
you needn't pull the blind down." And
then, as though angry with herself for
her anger, she added, "You are always
thinking of me, Maurice," and gave him
her hand affectionately.
"It's very oppressive, Captain Frere,"
said Meekm; "and, to a stranger, quite
enervating."1
"Ay, to be sure," repeated Vickers.
"I hope Sylvia has not been attacking
you with her strange theories, Mr.
Meekin?"
"Oh, dear, no; not at all," returned
Meekin, feeling that this charming young
lady was regarded as a creature who was
not to be judged by ordinary rules. "We
got on famously, my denr major quite
famously."
"That's right," said Vickers. "She is
very plain-spoken, is my little girl, and
strangers can't understand her some
times. Can they, Poppet?" .
Poppet tossed her head saucily. "I
don't know," she said. "Why shouldn't
rthey? But yon were going to say some
thing extraordinary when you came in.
What is It, dear?"
"Ah," said, Vickers, with grave face.
"Yes, a most extraordinary thing.
They've caught those villains."
"What, you don't mean No,
papa!" said Sylvia, turning round with
alarmed face.
In that little family there were, for
conversational purposes, but one set of
villains in the world the mutineers of
the Osprey.
'They've got foiir of them In the bay
at this moment Rev, Barker, Shiers and
Lesly. They are on board the Lady
Jane. The most extraordinary story I
ever heard in my life. The fellows got
to China, aud passed themselves off as
shipwrecked sailors. The merchants in
Canton got up a subscription and sent
them to London. They were recognized
there by old Tine, who had been surgeon
on board the Bhip they came out In."
Sylvia sat down on the nearest chair,
with heightened color. "And where are
the others?"
"Two were executed In England; the
other six have not been taken. These
fellows have been sent out for trial."
"To what are you alluding, dear sir?"
asked Meekin.
"The piracy of a convict brig five
years ago," replied Vlckers. "The scoun
drels put my poor wife and child ashore
and left them to starve. If It hadn't
been for Frere God bless him! they
would have died. They ,shot the pilot
and a soldier and but It's a long story
to tell now."
"I have heard of it already," said
Meekin, "and of your gallant conduct,
Captain Frere."
"Oh,, that's nothing," said Frere, red
dening. Sylvia was staring at the strip of sun
shine between the veranda and the blind,
as though the bright light might enable
her to remember something. "What's
the matter?" asked Frere, bending over
her.
"I was trying to recollect, but I can't,
Maurice. It Is all confused. Ionly re
member a great shore and a great Bea,
and two men, one of whom that's you,
dear carried me In his arms. Maurice,"
asked she suddenly, "what became of
the other man?"
"Poor Bates?"
"No, not Bates. The prisoner. What
was his name?"
"Oh, ah the prisoner," said Frere,
as If he, too, had forgotten. "Why, you
know, darling, he was seut to Port Ar
thur." "Ah," said Sylvia, with a shudder.
"And is he there still?"
"I believe so," said Frere, with a
frown. .
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