It would be uninteresting
to the reader to describe the journey of Harry and Ned Thomson to Blyth;
but before they arrived at Felton, Harry had overtaken Ned, and they rode
On arriving at Blyth, they
stopped at the door of an individual who was to receive forty kilderkins
of Hollands from the lugger, and a quantity of tobacco. It is well known
to be the first duty of an equestrian traveller to look after his horse,
and to see that it is fed; but, in this instance, Harry forgot the
established rulethe horses were given in charge of a girl to take them to
a stable, to see them fed, or otherwise, and Harry hastened into the
house, and breathlessly inquired of its owner"I hope to heaven, sir, ye
have heard nothing of the Swallow?"
[The lugger was called "The
Swallow?" from the carpenter in Cuxhaven, who built her, having warranted
that she "would fly through the water."]
"Why, nothing," replied
Harrys brother smuggler; "but we shall be on the look-out for her
"So far well," said Harry;
"but I hope you have no fear of any Kings lobsters being upon the coast,
or rats ashore?"
"I dont think we have
anything to fear from the cutters," said the other; "but I wont answer
for the spies on the shore; there are folk wi us here, as weel as wi ye,
that canna see their neighbours thrive and haud their tongues; and I think
some o them hae been gaun ower often about wi the spy-glass this day or
"Then," said Harry, "the
lugger doesna break bulk here, nor at Embleton outherthats flat. Get ye
a boat ready, neighbour, and we maun off and meet her, or ye may drink sma
yill to your venture and mine."
"It is growing too stormy
for a boat to venture out," answered the other.
"Smash, man!" rejoined
Harry; "wad you sit here on your hunkers, while your captial is in danger
o being robbed frae ye as simply as ye would snuff out a candle, and a
to escape a nights doukin! Get up manget a boatwe maun to seawe maun
meet the lugger, or you and I are done menclean ruined athegither. I hae
risked the better part o my Fannys fortune upon this venture, and,
Heaven! Ill suffer death ten thousandfold afore I see her brought to
poverty; sae get a boatget itand if ye daurna gang out, and if nane o
your folk daur gang, Ned and me here will gang our two sels."
"Surely ye wad be mad,
Harry, to attempt such a thing in an open boat to-night," said the Blyth
"Mad or no mad," answered
Harry, "I hae said it, and I am determined. There is nae danger yet wi a
man that knaws how to manage a boat. If ye gang pullin through thick and
thin, through main strength, and for bare life, as many o the folk upon
our coast dee, then there is dangerbut there is nae use for the like o
that. It isna enough to manage an oar; you must knaw how to humour the
sea, and to manage a wave. Dinna think Ive been at sea mair than thirty
years without knawing something about the matter. But I tell you what it
is, friendye knaw what the Bible saysThe race is not to the swift, nor
the battle to the strong; now, the way to face breakers, or a storm at
sea, is not to pull through desperation, as if your life depended on the
pulling; but when you see a wave coming, ye must back-water and
back-water, and not pull again until ye see an opportunity of gauin
forward. It is the trusting to mere pulling, sir, that makes our lifeboats
useless. The rowers in a life-boat should study the sea as well as their
oars. They should consider that they save life by watching the wave that
breaks over the vessel, as well as by straining every nerve to reach her.
Now, this is a stormy night, nae doubt, but we maun just consider
ourselves gaun off to the lugger in the situation o folk gaun off in a
life-boat. We maun work cannily aud warily, and Ill take the management
o the boat mysel."
"If ye dow that, master,"
said Ned Thomson, "then I gang wi ye to a dead certainty."
"Well, Harry," replied the
merchant, "if it maun be sae, it just maun be sae; but I think it a rash
and a dangerous undertaking. I wad sooner risk a that I have on board."
"Why, man, I really wonder
to hear ye," said Harry; "folk wad say that ye had been swaddled in lambs
wool a your life, and nursed on your mothers kneeget a boat, and let us
off to the lugger, and nae mair about it."
His orders were obeyedand
about an hour after sunset, himself, with Ned Thomson, the merchant, and
four others, put off to sea. They had indeed embarked upon a perilous
voyagebefore they were a mile from the shore, the wind blew a perfect
hurricane, and the waves chased each other in circles like monsters at
play. Still Harry guided the boat with unerring skill. He ordered them to
draw back from the bursting wave--they rose over it he rendered it
subservient to his purpose. Within two hours he descried the lights of the
lugger. He knew them, for he had given directions for their use, and
similar lights were hoisted from the coble which he steered.
"Alls well!" said Harry,
and, in his momentary joy, he forgot the tempestuous sea in which they
laboured. They reached the luggerthey gained the deck.
"Put back, friendput
back," was the first salutation of Harry to the skipper; "the camp is
blown, and there are sharks along shore."
"The devil!" replied the
captain, who was an Englishman; "and what shall we do?"
"Back, back," answered
Harry, "that is all in the meantime."
But the storm now raged
with more fiercenessit was impossible for the boat to return to the
shore, and Harry and his comrades were compelled to put to sea with the
lugger. Even she became in danger, and it required the exertions of all
hands to manage her.
The storm continued until
near daybreak, and the vessel had plied many miles from the shore; but as
day began to dawn, and the storm abated, an enemy that they feared more
appeared within a quarter of a mile from them, in the shape of a
cutter-brig. A gun was fired from the latter as a signal for the lugger to
lie to. Consternation seized the crew, and they hurried to and fro upon
the deck in confusion.
"Clear the decks!" cried
the skipper; "they shant get all without paying for it. Look to the guns,
"Avast! Master Skipper,"
said Harry; "though my property be in danger, I see no cause why I should
put my neck in danger too. It will be time enough to fight when we canna
better dow; and if we can keep them in play a day there will be sma
danger in wur gien them the slip at night."
"As you like, Mr.
Teasdale," said the skipper; "alls one to me. Helm about, my lad," added
he, addressing the steersman, and away went the lugger as an arrow,
scudding before the wind.
The cutter made all sail,
and gave chase, firing shot after shot. She was considered one of the
fastest vessels in the service; and though, on the part of Harry and his
friends, every nerve was strained every sail hoisted, and every manoeuvre
used, they could not keep the lugger out of harms way. Every half-hour he
looked at his watch, and wished for night, and his friend, the skipper,
followed his example. There was a hot chase for several hours; and though
tubs of brandy were thrown overboard by the dozen, still the whizzing
bullets from the cutter passed over the heads of the smugglers. It ought
to be mentioned, also, that the rigging of the lugger had early sustained
damage, and her speed was checked. About sunset a shot injured her rudder,
and she became, for a time, as Harry described her, "as helpless as a
child." The cutter instantly bore down upon her.
"Now for it, my lads,"
cried the skipper"there is nothing for it but fighting nowI suppose that
is what you mean, Master Teasdale?"
Harry nodded his head, and
quietly drew his pistols from the breast-pocket of his greatcoat, and then
"Now lads, this is a bad
job, but we must try to make the best ont, and, as we hae gone thus far,"
(and he discharged a pistol at the cutter as he spoke) "ye knaw its o
nae use to think o yieldingit is better to be shot than hanged." In a
few minutes the firing of the cutter was returned by the lugger, from two
large guns and a number of small arms. Harry, in the midst of the smoke
and flame of the action, and the havoc of the bullets, was as cool and
collected as if smoking his pipe upon the beach at Embleton.
"See to get the helm
repaired, lad, as fast as ye can," said he to the carpenter, while in the
act of reloading his pistols; "let us fight away, but mind ye your awn
Harrys was the philosophy
of courage, mingled with the calculations of worldly wisdom.
The firing had been kept up
on both sides for the space of half an hour, and the decks of both were
stained with the blood of the wounded, when a party from the brig, headed
by her first mate, succeeded in boarding the lugger. Harry seized a
cutlass, which lay unsheathed by the side of the companion, and was the
first who rushed forward to repel them.
"Out o my ship, ye
thieves!" cried he, while, with his long arm, he brandished the deadly
weapon, and, for a moment, forgot his habitual discretion. Others of the
crew instantly sprang to the assistance of Harry, and, after a short, but
desperate encounter, the invaders were driven from the deck, leaving their
chief mate, insensible from wounds, behind them.
The rudder being repaired,
so as to render her manageable, the lugger kept up a sort of retreating
fight, until night set in, when, as Harry said, "she gave the cutter the
slip like a knotless thread."
But now a disagreeable
question arose amongst them, and that was, what they should do with the
wounded officer, who had been left as a prize in their handsthough a
prize that they would much rather have been without. Some wished that he
might die of his wounds, and so they would get rid of him, for they were
puzzled how to dispose of him in such a way as not to lead to their
detection, and place their lives in jeopardy. Harry was on his knees by
the side of the officer, washing his wounds with Riga balsam, of which
they had a store on board, and binding them up, when one desperate fellow
cut short the perplexity and discussion of the crew, by proposing to fling
their prize overboard.
On hearing the brutal
proposal, Harry sprang to his feet, and hurling out his long bony arm, he
exclaimed"Ye savage!" and, dashing his fist in the face of the ruffian,
felled him to the deck.
The man (if we may call one
who could entertain so inhuman an idea by the name of man) rose, bleeding,
growling, and muttering threats of revenge.
"Yell blab will ye?" said
Harry, eyeing him fiercely"threaten to dow it again, and theres the
portion thats waiting for yur neck!"and, as he spoke, he pointed with
his finger to the cross-tree of the lugger, and added, "and ye knaw that
the same reward awaits ye if ye set yur weel faurdface
ashore!Out o my sight, ye scape-the-gallows."
For three days and nights,
after her encounter with the brig, the lugger kept out to sea; and, on the
fourth night, which was thick, dark, and starless, Harry resolved to risk
all; and, desiring the skipper to stand for the shore, all but run her
aground on Embleton beach. No light was hoisted, no signal given. Harry
held up his finger, and every soul in the lugger was mute as death. A boat
was lowered in silence, and four of the crew being placed under the
command of Ned Thomson, pulled ashore. The boat flew quickly, but the oars
seemed only to kiss the water, and no sound, audible at the distance of
five yards, proceeded from their stroke.
"Now, pull back quietly,
mates," said Ned, "and Ill be aboard wi some o wur awn folks in a
It was between one and two
in the morning, and there was no outward sign amongst the fishermen of
Embleton that they were on the alert for the arrival of a smuggler. The
party who gave information to the cutter having missed Harry for a few
days, justly imagined that he had obtained notice of what they had done;
and also believed that he had ordered the cargo to be delivered on some
other part of the coast, and they, therefore, were off their guard. Ned,
therefore, proceeded to the village; and at the houses of certain friends,
merely gave three distinct and peculiar taps with his finger upon their
shutterless windows, from none of which, if I may use the expression,
proceeded even the shadow of light; but no sooner was the last tap
given upon each, than it was responded to by a low cough from within. No
words passed; and at one window only was Ned detained for a space
exceeding ten seconds, and that was at the house of his master, Harry
Teasdale. Fanny had slept but little since her father left; when she
sought rest for an hour, it was during the day, and she now sat anxiously
watching every sound. On hearing the understood signal, she sprang to the
door. "Edward!" she whispered eagerly, "is it you?where is my
father?what has detained him?"
"Dont be asking questions,
now, Miss Fannysure it is very foolish," replied Ned, in the same tone;
"Master will be here by and by; but ye knaw we have bonny wark to dew
afore daylight yet. Gude night, hinny."
So saying, Ned stole softly
along the village; and, within half an hour, half a dozen boats were
along-side the lugger; and, an hour before daybreak, every tub and every
bale on board was safely landed and stowed away.
Yet, after she was a clean
ship, there was one awkward business that still remained to be settled,
and that was how they were to dispose of the wounded officer of the
cutterbrig. A consultation was heldmany opinions were given.
"At ony rate we must act
like Christians," said Harry.
Some proposed that he
should be taken over to Holland and landed there; but this the skipper
positively refused to do, swearing that the sooner he could get rid of
such a customer the better.
"Why, I canna tell," said
Ned Thomson; "but what dow ye say, if we just take him ashore, and lay him
at. the door o the awd rascal that gied information on us?"
"Capital!" cried two or
three of the conclave; "thats just the ticket, Ned!"
Harry, "its nae such thing. Man, Ned, I wonder that sic a clever chap as
ye aye talks like a fool. Why ye might as weel go and ask them to take you
and me off to Morpeth before dinner time, as to lay him at their door this
"Well, Master Teasdale,"
said the skipper, who was becoming impatient, "what would you have us do
"Why, I see theres
naething for it," answered Harry, "but I maun take the burden o him upon
my awn shouthers. Get the boat ready." So saying, and while it was yet
dark, he entered the cabin where the wounded officer lay, but who was now
conscious of his situation.
"I say, my canny lad," said
Harry, approaching his bedside, and addressing him, "ye maun allow me to
tie a big handkercher owre your een for a quarter of an hour or sae. Ye
needna be feared, for theres naething shall happen yebut only, in
looking after yur good, I mauna lose sight o my awn. You shall be taen
ashore as gently as we can."
The wounded man was too
feeble to offer any resistance, and Harry, binding up his eyes, wrapt the
clothes on the bed around him, and carried him in his arms upon deck. In
the same manner, he placed him in the boat, supporting him with his arm,
and on reaching the shore, he bore him on his shoulders to his house.
"Now, sir," said he, as he
set him down from his shoulders on an arm-chair, ye needna be under the
smallest apprehension, for every attention shall be paid ye here; and, as
soon as ye are better, ye shall be at liberty to return, safe and sound,
to your friends, your ship, or wherever ye like." Harry then turned to his
daughter, and continued "Now, my bird, come awa in by wi me, and I will
let ye knaw what ye have to dow."
Fanny wondered at the
unusual burden which her father had brought upon his shoulders into the
house; and at his request she anxiously accompanied him into her own
apartment. When they had entered, and he had shut the door bebind them, he
took her hand affectionately, and, addressing her in a sort of whisper,
"Now, Fanny, love, ye maun
be very cautiousas I knaw ye will be--and mind what I am telling ye to
dow." He then made her acquainted with the rank of their inmate, and the
manner in which he had fallen into their hands, and added"Now, darling,
ye see ye maun be very circumspect, and keep his being here a secret frae
everybody; he maun remain ignorant o his awn situation, nowther knawing
where he is, nor in whose hands he is; for if it were found out, it wad be
as much as your fathers life is worth. Now, he maun stop in this room, as
it looks into the garden, and he can see naething frae it, nor will
onybody be able to see him. Ye maun sleep wi the lass in the kitchen, and
yur sampler, and every book, or onything that has a name ont,
maun be taken out o the room. It winna dow for onybody but you and me
ever to see him, or to wait on him, and, when we dow, he mauna be allowed
to see either yur face or mine; but I will put my awd mask on, that I used
to wear at night sometimes when there was onything particular to dow, and
I thought there wad be danger in the way; and," continued he, as the
doting parent rose in his bosom, "it wadna be chancy for him to see
my Fannys face at ony rate; and when ye dow see him, ye maun have your
features so concealed, that, if he meet you again, he wadna knaw ye. Now,
hinny, yell attend to a that Ive saidfor ye remember your fathers
life depends on itand we maun be as kind to the lad as we can, and try to
bring him about as soon as possible, to get clear on him."
Fanny promised to obey her
fathers injunctions; but fears for his safety, and the danger in which he
was placed, banished every other thought. The books, the "sampler,"
everything that could lead the stranger to a knowledge of the name of his
keepers, or of the place where he was, was taken out of the room.
Harry, muffling up his
face, returned to the apartment where the wounded man was, and, supporting
him on his arm, he led him to that which he was to occupy. He then took
the bandage from his eyes, and placing him on the bed, again desired him
to keep himself easy, and wished him "good morning," for day was now
beginning to dawn.
The name of our smugglers
wounded prisoner was Augustus Hartley. He was about twenty-four years of
age, and the son of a gentleman of considerable property in Devonshire;
and, at the period we speak of, he was in expectation of being removed
from his situation as second officer of the brig, and promoted to the
command of a revenue cutter. The wounds which he had received on the deck
of the lugger were severe, and had reduced him to a state of extreme
feebleness; but they were not dangerous. He knew not where he was, and he
marvelled at the treatment he experienced; for it was kind, yea, even
roughly courteous, and unlike what he might have expected from the hands
of such men as those into whose power he had fallen. Anxiety banished
sleep; and when the risen sun had lighted up the chamber where he lay, he
stretched forth his hand, and drew aside the curtains, to ascertain
whether the appearance of the apartment would in any way reveal the
mystery which surrounded his situation. But it rather increased it. In the
window were the flowersaround the walls the curious needle-work; the
furniture was neatly arrangedthere was an elegance over all; and, to
increase his wonder, in a corner by the window, was a small harp, and a
few pages of music lay upon a table near him.
"Surely," thought Augustus,
"this cannot be the habitation of a half uncivilized smuggler; and yet the
man who brought me here seemed such."
He drew back his head upon
his pillow, to seek the explanation in conjectures which he could not
otherwise obtain; and while he lay conjuring up strange fancies, Harry,
with the mask upon his face, his hair tied up and concealed, and his body
wrapt in a greatcoat, entered the room.
"Well, how art thou now,
lad?" said the smuggler, approaching the bed; "dost think ye can take
Augustus thanked him, but
the appearance of Harry in his strange disguise, increased his curiosity
Harry withdrew, and again
returned with the breakfast, and though an awkward waiter, he was an
attentive one. Few words passed between them, for the questions which
Augustus felt desirous to ask, were checked by the smuggler saying"Now,
my canny lad, while ye are here, I maun lay an embargo on your asking ony
questions, either at me or onybody else. Ye shall be gude taken care onif
ye want onything, just tak that bit stick at your bed-side, and gie a rap
on the floor, and Ill come to ye. Ye shall want for naething; and, as
soon as ye are better, ye shalt be at liberty to gang where ye like. But I
maun caution ye again, that ye are to ask nae questions."
Augustus again thanked him,
and was silent.
At the end of eight days,
he was able to rise from his bed, and to sit up for a few hours. Harry now
said to him--
"As thou wilt be dull,
belike thou wilt have nae objections to a little music to cheer thee."
Thus saying, he left the
room, and, in a few minutes, returned with Fanny. He was disguised as
before, and her features were concealed by several folds of black crape,
which covered her head and face, after the fashion of a nun. She curtsied
with a modest grace to the stranger as she entered.
"That cannot be the
daughter of a rude and ignorant smuggler," thought Augustus; "and how
should such a creature be connected with them?" He noted the elegance of
her form, and his imagination again begun to dream. The mystery of his
situation deepened around him, and he gazed anxiously on the thick and
folded veil that concealed her features.
"Wilt thou amuse the poor
gentleman with a song, love, said Harry, "for I fear he has but a dull
Fanny took the harp which
stood in the cornershe touched the trembling chordsshe commenced a
Scottish melody; and, as Augustus listened to the music of her clear and
silvery voice, blending with the tones of the instrument, it
"Came oer the ear like the sweet
Breathing upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odour."
It seemed the sweetest
strain to which he had ever listened; and, romance and mystery lent it
their magic. His eyes kindled at the sounds; and when Harry saw the change
that was produced in him he was well pleased to observe it, and he was
proud also of his daughters performance, and in the simplicity and
fulness of his heart, he said
"Thou mayst amuse the
gentleman with thy music every day, child, or thou mayest read to him, to
make him as comfortable as we can; only he must ask thee no questions, and
thou must answer him none. But I can trust to thee."
From that moment Augustus
no longer wearied for the days of his captivity to pass away; and he
retired to rest, or rather to dream of the veiled songstress, and to
conjure up a thousand faces of youth and beauty which might be like her
facefor he doubted not but her countenance was lovely as her form was
handsome; and he pictured dark eyes where the soul beamed, and the raven
hair waved as the snowy temples, with the soft blue eyes where affection
smiled, and the flaxen tresses were parted on the brow; but he knew not
which might be like hers on whom his imagination dwelt.
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