Chapter I Out to
Sea 0
I 1
had this story from
one who had no business to tell it to
me 1
, or to
any other 3
2
.
I 1
may credit the seductive influence of an old vintage upon
the narrator 2
for the beginning of it , and
my 1
own skeptical incredulity during the days that followed for the balance of the strange tale .
When
my 1
convivial host 2
discovered that
he 2
had told
me 1
so much , and that
I 1
was prone to doubtfulness ,
his 2
foolish pride assumed the task the old vintage had commenced , and so
he 2
unearthed written evidence in the form of musty manuscript , and dry official records of
the British Colonial Office 4
to support many of the salient features of
his 2
remarkable narrative .
I 1
do not say the story is true , for
I 1
did not witness the happenings which it portrays , but the fact that in the telling of it to
you 5
I 1
have taken fictitious names for
the principal characters 6
quite sufficiently evidences the sincerity of
my 1
own belief that it MAY be true .
The yellow , mildewed pages of the diary of
a man long dead 7
, and the records of
the Colonial Office 4
dovetail perfectly with the narrative of
my 1
convivial host 2
, and so
I 1
give
you 8
the story as
I 1
painstakingly pieced it out from these several various agencies .
If
you 9
do not find it credible
you 10
will at least be as one with
me 1
in acknowledging that it is unique , remarkable , and interesting .
From the records of
the Colonial Office 4
and from
the dead man 7
's diary
we 11
learn that
a certain young English nobleman 12
, whom
we 13
shall call
John Clayton 12
,
Lord Greystoke 82
, was commissioned to make a peculiarly delicate investigation of conditions in
a British West Coast African Colony 14
from whose
simple native inhabitants 15
another
European power 16
was known to be recruiting
soldiers 17
for
its 16
native army 18
, which
it 16
used solely for the forcible collection of rubber and ivory from
the savage tribes along
the Congo 20
and
the Aruwimi 21
19
.
The natives of
the British Colony 14
22
complained that many of
their 22
young men 23
were enticed away through the medium of fair and glowing promises , but that few if any ever returned to
their 23
families 24
.
The Englishmen in
Africa 26
25
went even further , saying that
these poor blacks 22
were held in virtual slavery , since after
their 22
terms of enlistment expired
their 22
ignorance was imposed upon by
their 22
white officers 27
, and
they 22
were told that
they 22
had yet several years to serve .
And so
the Colonial Office 4
appointed
John Clayton 12
to
a new post in
British West Africa 29
28
, but
his 12
confidential instructions centered on a thorough investigation of the unfair treatment of
black British subjects 30
by
the officers of
a friendly European power 16
27
.
Why
he 12
was sent , is , however , of little moment to this story , for
he 12
never made an investigation , nor , in fact , did
he 12
ever reach
his 12
destination 29
.
Clayton 12
was
the type of
Englishman 31
that one likes best to associate with
the noblest monuments of historic achievement upon
a thousand victorious battlefields 33
32
86
--
a strong , virile man 85
-- mentally , morally , and physically .
In stature
he 12
was above the average height ;
his 12
eyes were gray ,
his 12
features regular and strong ;
his 12
carriage that of perfect , robust health influenced by
his 12
years of army training .
Political ambition had caused
him 12
to seek transference from
the army 34
to
the Colonial Office 4
and so
we 35
find
him 12
, still young , entrusted with a delicate and important commission in the service of
the Queen 36
.
When
he 12
received this appointment
he 12
was both elated and appalled .
The preferment seemed to
him 12
in the nature of a well-merited reward for painstaking and intelligent service , and as a stepping stone to posts of greater importance and responsibility ; but , on the other hand ,
he 12
had been married to
the Hon. Alice Rutherford 37
for scarce a three months , and it was the thought of taking
this fair young girl 37
into the dangers and isolation of
tropical Africa 26
that appalled
him 12
.
For
her 37
sake
he 12
would have refused the appointment , but
she 37
would not have it so .
Instead
she 37
insisted that
he 12
accept , and , indeed , take
her 37
with
him 12
.
There were
mothers 38
and
brothers 39
and
sisters 40
, and
aunts 41
and
cousins 42
to express various opinions on the subject , but as to what
they 43
severally advised history is silent .
We 44
know only that on a bright May morning in 1888 ,
John 12
,
Lord Greystoke 12
, and
Lady Alice 37
sailed from
Dover 45
on
their 46
way to
Africa 26
.
A month later
they 46
arrived at
Freetown 47
where
they 46
chartered
a small sailing vessel 87
,
the Fuwalda 53
, which was to bear
them 46
to
their 46
final destination 48
.
And here
John 12
,
Lord Greystoke 12
, and
Lady Alice 37
,
his 12
wife 83
, vanished from the eyes and from the knowledge of
men 49
.
Two months after
they 46
weighed anchor and cleared from
the port of
Freetown 47
50
a half dozen British war vessels 51
were scouring
the south Atlantic 52
for trace of
them 46
or
their 46
little vessel 53
, and it was almost immediately that the wreckage was found upon
the shores of
St. Helena 55
54
which convinced
the world 56
that
the Fuwalda 53
had gone down with
all on board 57
, and hence the search was stopped ere it had scarce begun ; though hope lingered in longing hearts for many years .
The Fuwalda 53
,
a barkentine of about one hundred tons 84
, was
a vessel of the type often seen in coastwise trade in
the far southern Atlantic 52
88
,
their crews 58
composed of
the offscourings of
the sea 0
59
--
unhanged murderers and cutthroats of every race and
every nation 60
89
.
The Fuwalda 53
was no exception to the rule .
Her 53
officers 61
were
swarthy bullies , hating and hated by
their 61
crew 90
.
The captain 62
, while
a competent seaman 91
, was
a brute in
his 62
treatment of
his 62
men 63
92
.
He 62
knew , or at least
he 62
used , but two arguments in
his 62
dealings with
them 63
-- a belaying pin and a revolver -- nor is it likely that
the motley aggregation 63
he 62
signed would have understood aught else .
So it was that from the second day out from
Freetown 47
John Clayton 12
and
his 12
young wife 37
witnessed scenes upon
the deck of
the Fuwalda 53
64
such as
they 46
had believed were never enacted outside the covers of printed stories of
the sea 0
.
It was on the morning of the second day that the first link was forged in what was destined to form a chain of circumstances ending in a life for one then unborn such as has never been paralleled in the history of
man 65
.
Two sailors 66
were washing down
the decks of
the Fuwalda 53
64
,
the first mate 67
was on duty , and
the captain 62
had stopped to speak with
John Clayton 12
and
Lady Alice 37
.
The men 66
were working backwards toward
the little party who were facing away from
the sailors 63
68
.
Closer and closer
they 66
came , until
one of them 69
was directly behind
the captain 62
.
In another moment
he 62
would have passed by and this strange narrative would never have been recorded .
But just that instant
the officer 62
turned to leave
Lord 12
and
Lady Greystoke 37
, and , as
he 62
did so , tripped against
the sailor 69
and sprawled headlong upon
the deck 64
, overturning the water-pail so that
he 62
was drenched in its dirty contents .
For an instant the scene was ludicrous ; but only for an instant .
With a volley of awful oaths ,
his 62
face suffused with the scarlet of mortification and rage ,
the captain 62
regained
his 62
feet , and with a terrific blow felled
the sailor 69
to
the deck 64
.
The man 69
was small and rather old , so that the brutality of the act was thus accentuated .
The other seaman 70
, however , was neither old nor small --
a huge bear of
a man 71
, with fierce black mustachios , and a great bull neck set between massive shoulders 93
.
As
he 70
saw
his 70
mate 69
go down
he 70
crouched , and , with a low snarl , sprang upon
the captain 62
crushing
him 69
to
his 69
knees with a single mighty blow .
From scarlet
the officer 62
's face went white , for this was mutiny ; and mutiny
he 62
had met and subdued before in
his 62
brutal career .
Without waiting to rise
he 62
whipped a revolver from
his 62
pocket , firing point blank at
the great mountain of muscle towering before
him 62
70
; but , quick as
he 62
was ,
John Clayton 12
was almost as quick , so that the bullet which was intended for
the sailor 70
's heart lodged in
the sailor 70
's leg instead , for
Lord Greystoke 12
had struck down
the captain 62
's arm as
he 12
had seen the weapon flash in the sun .
Words passed between
Clayton 12
and
the captain 62
,
the former 12
making it plain that
he 12
was disgusted with the brutality displayed toward
the crew 63
, nor would
he 12
countenance anything further of the kind while
he 12
and
Lady Greystoke 37
remained
passengers 72
.
The captain 62
was on the point of making an angry reply , but , thinking better of it , turned on
his 62
heel and black and scowling , strode aft .
He 62
did not care to antagonize
an English official 73
, for
the Queen 36
's mighty arm wielded a punitive instrument which
he 62
could appreciate , and which
he 62
feared --
England 75
's far-reaching navy 74
.
The two sailors 66
picked
themselves 66
up ,
the older man assisting
his 69
wounded comrade 70
to rise 69
.
The big fellow , who was known among
his 70
mates 63
as
Black Michael 70
70
, tried
his 70
leg gingerly , and , finding that it bore
his 70
weight , turned to
Clayton 12
with a word of gruff thanks .
Though
the fellow 70
's tone was surly ,
his 70
words were evidently well meant .
Ere
he 70
had scarce finished
his 70
little speech
he 70
had turned and was limping off toward the forecastle with the very apparent intention of forestalling any further conversation .
They 46
did not see
him 70
again for several days , nor did
the captain 62
accord
them 46
more than the surliest of grunts when
he 62
was forced to speak to
them 46
.
They 46
took
their 46
meals in
his 62
cabin 76
, as
they 46
had before the unfortunate occurrence ; but
the captain 62
was careful to see that
his 62
duties never permitted
him 62
to eat at the same time .
The other officers 77
were
coarse , illiterate fellows 94
, but little above
the villainous crew
they 77
bullied 63
, and were only too glad to avoid social intercourse with
the polished English noble 12
and
his 12
lady 37
, so that
the Claytons 46
were left very much to
themselves 46
.
This in itself accorded perfectly with
their 46
desires , but it also rather isolated
them 46
from the life of
the little ship 53
so that
they 46
were unable to keep in touch with the daily happenings which were to culminate so soon in bloody tragedy .
There was in the whole atmosphere of
the craft 53
that undefinable something which presages disaster .
Outwardly , to the knowledge of
the Claytons 46
, all went on as before upon
the little vessel 53
; but that there was an undertow leading
them 46
toward some unknown danger both felt , though
they 46
did not speak of it to each other .
On the second day after the wounding of
Black Michael 70
,
Clayton 12
came on
deck 64
just in time to see
the limp body of
one of
the crew 63
78
78
being carried below by
four of
his 78
fellows 63
79
while
the first mate 67
,
a heavy belaying pin in
his 67
hand 80
, stood glowering at
the little party of
sullen sailors 63
81
.