The Maroon Part 85

His first thought was about something to eat, and his eyes fell upon the skillet, standing where he had left it, near the middle of the floor.

It still contained a quant.i.ty of the miscellaneous stew--enough for a meal.

"Woan do eat um cold," he muttered, proceeding to kindle a fire, "not fo' de second time. Gib me de ager chills, it wud. Mus' fortify de belly wi' someting warm--else a no be fit to do de work dat am to be done."

The kindling of the fire, the warming up of the pepper-pot, and its subsequent consumption, were three operations that did not take Chakra any very great amount of time. They were all over just as the darkness of night descended over the earth.

"Now fo' get ready de signal," soliloquised he, moving about over the floor of his hut, and looking into crannies and corners, as if in search of some object.

"As de good luck hab it, dar be no moon to-night--leastways, till atter midnight. Atter den a doan care she shine as bright as de sun hisseff.

Dare be plenty ob dark fo' Adam to see de signal, and plenty fo' de odder bizzness at Moun' Welc'm'. Dar'll be light 'nuf 'bout dat ere 'fore we takes leab o' de place. Won't dat be a blaze? Whugh!

"Wha hab a put dat ere tellemgraff lamp?" said he, still searching around the hut. "I'se fo'got all 'bout wha it am, so long since a use de darned ting. Muss be un'er de bed. Ya--hya it am!"

As he said this, he drew from under the bamboo bedstead a gourd sh.e.l.l, of nearly egg shape, but of the dimensions of a large melon. It had a long, tapering shank--part of the fruit itself, where the pericarp narrowed towards its peduncle--and through this a string had been pa.s.sed, by which the gourd could be suspended upon a peg.

Holding it by the handle, he raised the sh.e.l.l to the light of his lard lamp, already kindled, and stood for some time silently inspecting it.

The gourd was not perfect--that is, it was no longer a mere empty sh.e.l.l, but a manufactured article, containing within a most singular apparatus.

On one side appeared a hole, several inches in diameter, and cut in a shape nearly pyramidal, the base being above the thick end of the oval, and the apex, somewhat blunt, or truncated, extending towards the shank.

Up to the level of the opening the sh.e.l.l was filled with lard, in the middle of which appeared a wick of silk cotton staple; and behind this were two hits of broken looking-gla.s.s, set slanting to each other.

The whole apparatus bore some resemblance to a reflecting lamp; and that was in reality the purpose for which the rude contrivance had been constructed.

After a careful examination, its owner appeared to be satisfied that it was in good order; and having "trimmed" it, by adding a little fresh lard, and straightening up the wick, he set the lamp aside, and proceeded with the preparation of some other paraphernalia necessary for the night's expedition.

A stick, some four feet in length, and a piece of strong cord, were the next articles procured; and these were also put on one side.

To these succeeded a long-bladed knife, and a stout pistol, with flint lock, which the Coromantee loaded and primed with great care. Both were stuck behind a belt which he had already buckled around his ribs, under the skin kaross.

"A doan 'tic.i.p.ate," said he, as he armed himself with these formidable weapons, "dar a-gwine be much need fo' eider ob 'em. Dar ain't n.o.b'dy down dar am like show fight. Dat ere gran' buckra ob late come to Moun'

Welc'm' de say he be 'fraid ob de shadda ob danger; an' as fo' de brack folks, de look ob dese weapon be suffishient fo' dem. Ef dat woan do, den a trow off my mask. De sight ob ole Chakra, dat dribe 'em into fits. Dat send ebbery n.i.g.g.a on de plantashun into de middle ob next week. Whugh!"

Another weapon appeared to be wanting, in the shape of a large black bottle, containing rum. With this the Coromantee soon supplied himself, drawing one out from its secret hiding-place, and holding it before the light, to make sure that it was full.

"Dis bottle," said he, as he thrust it into a pouch in his kaross, "I hab kep fo' dis 'pecial 'casion; it am de bess weapon fo' my puppos.

When dem fellas get dar dose ob de rum, dar'll be no back out in 'em den. Golly!" he added, glancing out, and seeing that it was now quite dark, "a muss be gone fro' hya. By de time ole Adam sees de tellemgraff, an' gets 'cross dem 'ere mountains, it be late 'nuf for de bizness to begin."

Finishing with this reflection, the sable conjuror took up his "telegraphic apparatus," and, stepping over the threshold, hurried away from the hut.

Volume Three, Chapter XXVIII.

SETTING THE SIGNAL.

The short tropic twilight had pa.s.sed, and night had descended upon the Island of Jamaica. It promised to be a night of deepest darkness. The moon would not rise before midnight; and even then she might not be seen, as the canopy was covered with a thick curtain of black c.u.mulus clouds, through which neither star nor speck of blue sky was visible.

Alike lay valleys and mountains shrouded in amorphous darkness; and even the Jumbe Rock--the highest and most conspicuous summit for miles around--was wrapped in complete obscurity. Its vitreous flanks no longer sparkled in the light, since there was none; and its dark ma.s.s was so dimly outlined against the equally sombre background of the sky, as to be invisible from the valley below.

The form of a man, groping his way up the narrow ravine that debouched upon the summit of the rock, could not have been distinguished, much less the black hue of his skin, the deformity that marked his figure, or the hideous aspect of his countenance. And yet a man so characterised climbed up there, about half-an-hour after the going down of the sun.

It need scarce be said that that man was Chakra, the Coromantee. Who else would be seeking the Jumbe Rock at that hour?

What was his errand up there? Let the sequel declare.

On setting foot upon the platform, he undid the knot that fastened the skin mantle over his shoulders; and then taking off the garment, he spread it out upon the rock.

The stick he had brought up with him he placed along one edge, and there made it fast with some pieces of string. When this was accomplished, he lifted both stick and cloak from the rock, and, proceeding to the palm, he laid the stick transversely across the stem, at about the height of his own hand, and then lashed it fast to the tree.

The kaross now hung down the stem, in a spread position, the transverse stick keeping it extended to its full width.

While arranging it thus, Chakra evidently had an eye to the direction-- that is, the plane represented by the spread garment had one face fronting the valley of Mount Welcome and the cultivated lowlands between that and Montego Bay, while the reverse side was turned towards the "black grounds" of Trelawney--a tract of wild country in which not a single estate, plantation, or penn had been established, and where no such thing as a white settlement existed. In this solitude, however, there were _black_ colonies of a peculiar kind; for that was the favourite haunt of the absconded slave--the lurking-place of the outlaw--the retreat of the runaway.

There, even might the a.s.sa.s.sin find an asylum, secure from the pursuit of justice. There had he found it: for among those dark, forest-clad mountains more than one murderer made his dwelling.

Robbers there were many--even existing in organised bands, and holding the authorities of the Island at defiance.

All these circ.u.mstances were known to Chakra; and some of the robbers, too, were known to him--some of the fiercest who followed that free calling.

It was to communicate with one of these bands that the preparations of the myal-man were being made. Chakra was preparing the signal.

Satisfied that the skin cloak was extended in the proper direction, the Coromantee next took up his reflector-lamp; and having attached it against that side of the kaross facing towards the mountains, he took out his flint, steel, and tinder, and, after striking a light, set the wick on fire.

In an instant the lamp burned brightly, and the light, reflected from the bits of looking-gla.s.s, might have been seen from the back country to the distance of many miles; while, at the same time, it was completely screened from any eye looking from the side of the plantations. The projecting edges of the calabash hindered the rays from pa.s.sing to either side; while the interposed disc of the spread kaross further prevented the "sheen" that otherwise might have betrayed the presence of the signal.

It was not meant for the eyes of honest men in the direction of Montego Bay, but for those of the robbers among the far hills of Trelawney.

"Jess de sort ob night fo' dem see it," muttered the myal-man, as with folded arms foe stood contemplating the light. "De sky brack as de Debbil's pitch-pot. Ole Adam, he sure hab some 'un on de look-out. De sure see 'im soon."

Chakra never looked more hideous than at that moment.

Stripped of the ample garment, that to some extent aided in concealing his deformity a scant shirt, of coa.r.s.e crimson flannel, alone covering the hunch; most part of his body naked, exposing to the strong light of the reflector his black corrugated skin; the aspect of his ferocious features compressed by the snake-encircled turban upon his temples, the long-bladed knife and pistol appearing in his waist-belt--all combined to produce a fearful picture, that could not fail to strike terror into whoever should have the misfortune to behold it.

Standing immovable under the glare of the lamp, his misshapen figure projected across the surface of the summit platform, he might easily have been mistaken for a personification of the fiend--that African fiend--after whom the rock had been named.

In this situation he remained, observing perfect silence, and with his eyes eagerly bent upon the distant mountains, dimly discernible through the deep obscurity of the night. Only for a few minutes was this silence preserved, and the att.i.tude of repose in which he had placed himself.

"Whugh!" he exclaimed, dropping his arms out of their fold, as if to set about some action. "I know'd dey wud soon see um. Yonner go' de answer!"

As he spoke, a bright light was seen suddenly blazing up on the top of a distant eminence, which was suddenly extinguished.

After a short interval another, exactly similar, appeared in the same place, and in a similar manner went out again; and then, when an equal interval had elapsed, a third.

All three resembled flashes produced by powder ignited in a loose heap.

The moment the third response had been given to his signal, the Coromantee stepped up to his reflector and blew out the light.

"Dar's no use fo' you any mo'," said he, apostrophising the lamp; "dar _am_ some danger keepin' you dar. B'side, it am a gettin' cold up hya.

A want my ole cloak."