The Ghost Ship Part 22

CHAPTER NINETEEN.

THE "MARQUIS DE POMME-ROSE."

"A pretty kettle of fish that!" exclaimed the skipper, pitching the b.u.t.t-end of his cigar through one of the stern ports as he got up from his seat and began to pace up and down the saloon in his usual quarter- deck fashion. "You must have been mad, colonel, to let them come aboard so quietly and in such a manner, too!"

"Stay, you have not heard all," said the other. "As the black rascals tumbled over the side, one of them called out something in the French tongue. This, sir, at once disarmed Captain Alphonse, who had prevented me from teaching them good manners, which I otherwise should have done, for I had my six-shooter ready, with the barrels all loaded, being always prepared for any such little unpleasantness by my experiences in Venezuela, where a man often carries his life in his own hands!

"But Captain Alphonse would not let me fire, though, by heavens! I would have accounted for half a dozen of them, I know, before they had advanced beyond the precincts of the ship!

"'No, no, be quiet!' cried he, knocking my arm up to prevent my taking aim at the leader of the gang, whom I had spotted dead in the eye.

'These are my countrymen!'

"It was no use my talking after that, sir. The sound of the French tongue, which these blacks of Hayti speak with a better accent than the gamins of Paris, gained over Captain Alphonse; while Madame Boisson declared the whole episode truly charming, her fat husband, who was entirely under her thumb, shrugging his shoulders and giving them both encouragement and a welcome.

"These charming compatriots of theirs, therefore, being allowed to take us by storm without let or hindrance, now advanced aft, when their ringleader, a plausible scoundrel who described himself as the 'Marquis de Pomme-Rose,' or some other similar shoddy t.i.tle belonging to the black peerage of Hayti, to which I did not give heed at the time, beyond in my own mind thinking it ridiculous and that it was probably a name made up for the occasion, this man came up to Captain Alphonse with a smile on his black face and told a wonderful story which he had calculated would excite our pity while allaying our fears.

"There had been another revolution at Port au Prince, he said, as Captain Alphonse had surmised. A band of patriots, of whom he, the speaker, had the honour to be the chief, had attempted to depose the reigning despot Salomon from his post of president, but that that astute gentleman got wind of the conspiracy in time, and as he had a very efficacious mode of quickly dealing with those opposed to him in political matters, the n.i.g.g.e.r marquis and his fellow-plotters thought it best to seek refuge in flight.

"Salomon, of course, at once despatched his myrmidons after them, but having a few hours' start of the pursuers the runaway revolutionists contrived to clear off from Port au Prince, concealing themselves in the mountain fastnesses at the eastern end of the island.

"Here, while in hiding, they saw the _Saint Pierre_ rounding Cape San Engano. Subsequently observing that she was becalmed, they waited for nightfall, when they stole a boat that lay on the sh.o.r.e and pulled out towards our ship, just avoiding capture in the nick of time; the regiment of black soldiers Salomon had sent after them having hit upon their trail and being so close up behind that they were able to open fire on them ere the boat got into deep water, two of the fugitive patriots being struck by the bullets that came whistling in their rear.

"The 'marquis' was of the belief that we were bound for Cuba, so he declared at all events at the moment, and he asked Captain Alphonse with the utmost indifference to give him and his companions a pa.s.sage thither, a.s.suring him that he would be handsomely rewarded for so doing by some of their friends belonging to the Haytian revolutionary party, who had established their headquarters at Havana.

"In reply to this request Captain Alphonse declared he was 'desolated,'

but that, unfortunately, the _Saint Pierre_ was bound for Europe and not to the greater Antilles; but, strange to say, for I was watching him keenly the while, our friend the 'marquis' did not appear either surprised or dismayed at his supposition as to our destination turning out to be so erroneous, as he would have been, so I thought, had he been speaking the truth in his original narrative, and acting in good faith towards us!

"From that moment, sir, something in my mind seemed to warn me against the black villain, though I had been previously rather prepossessed in his favour by his manner and bearing, in spite of a strong antipathy to republicans of his complexion!"

"Ah, colonel," whispered the skipper. "I suppose it comes from living amongst them too much, but I see you don't like negroes."

"No; you mistake my meaning greatly if you think that, Senor Applegarth.

Black, white or yellow, the colour makes no difference to me, providing the individual I may have to deal with be a man in the true sense of the word! In the old days, before our war, I had a good deal to do with n.i.g.g.e.rs, for my father and his father before him owned a large plantation in Louisiana, and long before President Lincoln issued his proclamation of emanc.i.p.ation every hand on our estate was a free man; so, you see, sir, I do not advocate slavery at all events. But between slavery and unbridled liberty there is, Senor Applegarth, a wide margin; and though I do not look upon a n.i.g.g.e.r in the abstract as either a brute beast or a human chattel, still I do not consider him quite fit to govern himself, nor do I regard him in the light of my brother, sir, nor even as my equal in any way!"

The skipper laughed.

"'What's bred in the bone,' colonel--you know the rest!" said he. "Your old experience in the Southern States prejudices you against the race."

"Pardon me," rejoined Colonel Vereker warmly, "I don't dislike them at all. On the contrary, I have found some negroes more faithful than any white man of my acquaintance, being true to the death; and I know that if I came across, to-morrow, any of the old hands on our Louisianian plantation whom my father made free, I should be as glad to see them as they would be to meet me. But, sir, at the same time, allowing all this, I cannot admit the negro to be on an equality with the white races. They are inferior, I am certain, alike in intelligence, disposition and nature, and I hold him as little qualified for self- government on the European system as a child is fit to be entrusted with a case of razors for playthings. Hayti is an ill.u.s.tration of this, sir!"

"All right, my dear sir," said the skipper good-humouredly, glad to see the colonel taken out of himself and forgetting his grief about his little daughter for the moment in the discussion. "Carry on; we're listening to you!"

His enthusiasm, however, did not last very long.

"Heavens! Senor Applegarth, and you, too, gentlemen," he went on in a changed tone. "I have cause to love those Haytian scoundrels well, I tell you! Well, sirs, to proceed with my story, the terrible end of which I have nearly reached, this dog of a black rascal, the so-called marquis, seemed quite content, much to my surprise, when Captain Alphonse told him we were not bound for Cuba, but for Liverpool.

"It was all the same to him, he said, and as they were going the longer voyage, perhaps Captain Alphonse would allow him and his companions to work out their pa.s.sage by a.s.sisting the crew in the navigation of the ship.

"Captain Alphonse was delighted at this, for we had only half a dozen good seamen on board, the rest of the hands being a lot of half-bred mulattoes and n.i.g.g.e.rs--some of the scourings of South America whom he had picked up at La Guayra, most of whom knew how to handle a cutla.s.s better than a rope--so the proposed addition to the strength of our ship's company was a very acceptable one, particularly as the 'Marquis'

pointed out two of his companions as being expert sailors and qualified pilots and navigators."

"Ha! You kept your eye on those gentry, colonel, I bet you did?"

"Yes, sir. They were the first I spotted when the row began; but I'm antic.i.p.ating matters."

"The divvle a bit, sor," interposed Garry O'Neil. "Let me jist change the dressin' of your leg, an' ye can polish off the rist of the rascals as soon as ye plaize."

"A thousand thanks," returned the other, shifting his position to allow his leg to be attended to. "They did not disclose their purpose, though, or 'show their hand,' as they say at the game of monte, all at once; for, moved by their voluntary offer to help work the ship, Captain Alphonse promised the 'marquis,' who when making this offer had urged a request to that effect, calculating on the captain's generosity to put in and leave the lot at Bermuda, should they make a fair pa.s.sage up to the parallel of that island, but in the event of their being delayed by foul winds or the voyage appearing as if it must be a long one, the Haytians must be contented to cross the ocean.

"The bargain was struck at once, this proviso being accepted with alacrity as it just suited their purpose, and never saw I men work as those Haytians worked in the way of tumbling up at all hours and pulling and hauling, shaking out reefs and setting fresh sail, the next day or two when the weather was contrary, and we had to tack about a good deal to windward in getting out into the open Atlantic.

"Heavens! How they exerted themselves; so much so that I quite shared Captain Alphonse's admiration for them, but, unlike him, I watched them, and I noticed that they and the coloured men of our crew who had been picked up at La Guayra seemed on a more friendly footing than was altogether warranted by the short time they had been on board. Captain Alphonse and the other pa.s.sengers, however, would not see this.

"But, sir, I had an old negro servant on board with me, who had followed my fortunes from the States to Venezuela after the war, Louisiana then being no longer a fit place for a white man to live in. Poor old Cato; he was the most faithful soul the Almighty ever put breath into!

"Him I acquainted with my suspicions, and sent amongst the blacks, to gather what information he could of their designs, for I was confident, sirs, they had not boarded us for nothing, and were hatching some deep plot with a view, very probably, of getting possession of our ship in order the better to further the interests of the revolutionary party, to which they belonged, that was opposed to Salomon, the president in power.

"Whatever their object might be, however, I distrusted them in every way, believing them, indeed, actuated by other motives than such as might be prompted by their political aspirations, my suspicions being confirmed by the looks and bearing of the gang, who seemed capable of any atrocity, judging them by their villainous faces and generally hang- dog appearance, besides which they were continually whispering together amongst themselves, and consorting and confabbing with the mulattoes and other coloured men belonging to the crew.

"In addition to that, Senor Applegarth, and you too, gentlemen, I noticed that our friend 'the marquis,' although he gave himself great airs, on account of the aristocratic blood and descent to which he lay claim, pretending to think himself much superior in position to both Captain Alphonse and myself, and regarding poor Cato, my servant, as mere dirt under his feet, albeit the faithful negro was of a like colour to himself--did not esteem it beneath his high dignity to a.s.sociate with the sc.u.m of the forecastle and bandy ribald obscenities, when he believed himself un.o.bserved, with his fellow scoundrels.

"Aye, I watched my gentleman carefully, and so, too, did my poor faithful Cato!"

CHAPTER TWENTY.

THE SEVENTH OF NOVEMBER.

"My faithful negro, however," continued the colonel, pausing at this point to puff out another cloud of smoke from his fragrant cigar,--"well, he was unable to learn anything of the Haytians, though he tried to make friends of them, for they always stopped their talk amongst themselves on his approach, and would only reply to his overtures in monosyllables expressive of distrust, accompanied by contemptuous gestures that angered poor Cato greatly, for, as he considered that he belonged to me, he felt the insult to be directed not only at himself but at the whole family.

"'Golly, ma.s.sa!' he said to me after a couple or so of attempts that proved fruitless to ingratiate himself into the confidence of the gang, 'you just wait; I catch dem black raskils nappin' by-an'-bye, you see, ma.s.sa. You see, "speshly dat tarn markiss!"'

"He managed this sooner than he thought, and pretty smartly too, for the very next day he caught the n.o.ble scoundrel, who was his particular aversion, walking off with a pair of pistols from Captain Alphonse's cabin. On Cato coming up and stopping him in the very act, the 'marquis' put down the pistols quickly, saying in his off-hand manner that he was merely examining the locks, remarking how well they were made. 'But,' said Cato, 'guess he no bamboozle dis chile!'

"The following day, sirs, was the seventh of November, last Friday, that awful, that terrible day!

"Cato, who had been away forward early in the morning to see about our breakfast, came back aft with a terrified face.

"'Yay, ma.s.sa,' said he, 'guess dose tam n.i.g.g.ars up to sumfin'! I'se hear um say dey smell de lan' an' de time was 'rive to settle de white trash, dat what dey say, an' take ship. One ob de tam raskel see me come out of gully, an' say cut um tongue out if I'se tell youse, ma.s.sa!'

"Of course on hearing this I put Captain Alphonse immediately on his guard, and we locked up all the spare arms and ammunition until we should require the same, excepting our own revolvers and three other pistols, which we served out to the two mates and the boatswain, all of whom were good men and brave Frenchmen. Monsieur Boisson, when he was asked if he would have one, shrugged his shoulders and said he was a simple pa.s.senger, he did not understand fighting--it was not his affair; while little Mr Johnson said he was an Englishman and preferred using his fists. Don Miguel had a pistol of his own.

"Jingo! The emergency we dreaded came soon enough, sir; indeed, sooner than we expected, and it was fortunate we had been forewarned!

"It was just after the noontide hour, I recollect that well, for Captain Alphonse had just taken the alt.i.tude of the sun to ascertain our position, when, as he came up from his cabin where he had gone to consult his chronometers and work out 'the reckoning,' as you sailors call it, that that black devil the 'marquis' mounted the p.o.o.p with a simpering and fawning air.

"'Ah well, captain,' said he, with a very polite bow, 'where do you make us out to be, monsieur? Near the Bermudas yet?'