Our hearts beat audibly to each other. "May God take us into His safe keeping this hour," murmured the low earnest voice of our dear captain. "Amen," was fervently uttered by all that could speak.
Still the pirate captain wavered and hesitated; but what made our captain start? A body of pirates came forward, and drawing their chief away, began expostulating with him, and we heard a sound behind us. "For the love of God move not," said the captain; but every ear listened.
As the sun gilds one cloud after another in rapid succession, rising higher and higher, so did one face after another illumine with hope and deliverance as the sound became more audible. We had heard it before, but, oh, so long ago, could it have been in our dreams? It seemed so familiar, yet we had never heard it on the island. It sounded so homelike, though our own home was far inland. But to British ears and British hearts could such a sound be unknown? The long, measured, steady stroke of the oars of a man-of-war's boat broke upon our happy senses; and yet we were silent, as if turned to stone. The conviction of our safety and deliverance sent the once-burthened hearts in silent thankfulness to the foot of God.
"Avast there! keep under the shelter of this rock," said a man's deep voice, in a subdued tone, "it won't do to run right into the mouths of these blackguards without a little reconnoitering." Our captain crept silently to the side from whence the voice proceeded and hailed them. "Hollo! here's a fellow up here, we had better settle him at once, lest he gives the alarm," said the deep voice.
This made us all move quickly to the same place, and, as we caught sight of the gallant sailors, who, though strangers to us, seemed each to possess the features of dear and long-lost friends, our feelings could scarcely be restrained. An intuitive feeling that we might, by some rash movement, lose the heavenly chance just opening to our view, kept us in iron bounds. As it was, a sort of hub-bub did ensue, they not understanding who we were, and we caring for nothing on this near approach of delivery. But our captain swung himself down by the rope ladder into the boat, while we eagerly drank in every word of the precious voices and language we had thought never to hear again, while he explained our situation. "What, the missing family so long sought for, so deeply mourned? Now God be praised. Up there four days, battling it out. Well done! Those blackguards shall have it double-fold. What an innocent boy with his big hat; who is the pretty child? Is that all her own hair? I say, which is the Mother? She is tall enough for a grenadier. Poor things, poor souls; what sufferings, what privations. All by themselves. Hah! indeed, joined only the last year. Well, we are heart and soul at their service. Are they all ladies, or some servants? What rum dresses. They look very picturesque up there, and you, boatswain, must make a sketch of them for us to take home when we have settled these pirates. Is that a boy or a girl? she's a whopper if she is a female. That short one looks cool enough to face any danger. But don't let us waste more time, we are burning to be at them. How shall we manage? Blown to pieces in five minutes; I'm blowed if you shall. D——n those (ah, ladies, I beg pardon). No, no, we will attack them at once. Too few, not a bit; as if a dozen English sailors could not knock over two score of pirates, and eat them too. Well, just as you like, only be quick; as for restraining my men, I shall not be able to do that long, especially as I know I can't hold in much longer myself."
Such was the disjointed conversation that reached our ears, and which we drank in with such delight. Our captain swung himself up again, and said that another boat's crew were expected in a few minutes; and though the sailors in this boat scouted the notion of not being able to settle the pirates' business themselves, yet it would be as well to make assurance doubly sure, on account of the savage nature of the pirates. They might be driven to desperation when they saw what succour we had received.
Schillie.—"Captain, you must make haste, they are on board the vessel and loading the guns; in a few minutes we shall be scattered into a thousand pieces."
Captain.—"What I advise is, as there is no time to lose, hold out a flag of truce, and capitulate."
"Oh no, captain," said many of us.
"You must, indeed you must; make haste. Come, begin to go down at once. Those devildoms are only too rejoiced they have got their captain's consent, and are going to lose no time. Come, don't lose your courage at the last hour, you will be in their power but a few minutes. That's a sweet brave girl, now she is down you will all go."