The Boy Tar Part 9

But stay! I had something upon my person of some value. I had a watch.

It is true it was but a very common one--an old-fas.h.i.+oned silver watch, and not worth much, though it kept time well enough. It had been given me by my poor mother, though she had left me a much better one, which my uncle had appropriated to himself. The old one, of little value, I was allowed to carry about with me, and fortunately it was in my fob at that moment. Would not this bribe Waters, or some other of the sailors, to "smuggle" me aboard, and conceal me there till the s.h.i.+p got out to sea?

The thing was not unlikely. At all risks, I resolved to make trial.

Perhaps the chief difficulty would be to see Waters, or any of the sailors, apart from the rest, in order to communicate my wishes; but I resolved to hang about the s.h.i.+p, and watch till some one of them should come ash.o.r.e alone.

I was not without hopes that I might be able to steal on board of myself--perhaps after nightfall, when the men had "knocked off" work, and were below in the forecastle. In that case, I need not tell any of them of my design. In the darkness, I believed I might manage to crouch past the watch or clamber over the side and get down below. Once in the hold, I had no fear but that I should be able to secrete myself among so many barrels and boxes as they were stowing away.

There were two doubts that troubled me. Would the s.h.i.+p remain in port until night? Would my uncle and his people not be after me before then?

For the first time, I was not very uneasy. I saw that the vessel still carried the same placard as on the preceding day--"_The Inca, for Peru, to-morrow_!" It was not likely she would sail upon that day. Moreover, there were still many packages of merchandise lying on the quay--which I knew were intended as part of her lading, from the position in which they were placed. I had heard, moreover, that vessels, when bound for distant parts, are not very punctual in their time of starting.

Reasoning in this way, I felt a.s.sured that the s.h.i.+p would not sail on that day, and I should have the chances of boarding her in the night-time.

But then there was the other danger--of my being captured and carried back home. On reflection this did not appear imminent. They would not miss me on the farm before nightfall; or if they did, they would wait until dark before going in search of me, thinking, of course, that night would bring me home. After all, I had no reason to be apprehensive from this source; and ceasing altogether to think of it, I set about making preparations to carry out my design.

I had foresight enough to perceive, that when once in the s.h.i.+p, I should have to remain concealed for at least twenty-four hours--perhaps much longer. I could not live so long without eating. Where was I to get provisions? I had not, as already mentioned, one penny in the world, wherewith to purchase food, and I should not have known where or how to beg for it.

But an idea came into my head that promised to relieve me from this dilemma. I could _sell my sloop_, and thus obtain wherewith to buy something to eat.

The little vessel would be of no more use to me now; and why not part with her at once?

Without farther consideration, therefore, I made my way out from among the barrels, and proceeded along the quay to look out for a purchaser for my little craft.

I soon succeeded in finding one. A sort of marine toyshop offered itself; and after a little bartering with the proprietor, I closed the bargain for a s.h.i.+lling. My little sloop, neatly rigged as she was, was worth five times the amount, and, under different circ.u.mstances, I would not have parted with her for even that sum; but the Jew dealer evidently saw that I was in difficulties, and, like all his tribe, had no scruples about taking advantage of them.

I was now in ample funds for my purpose; and repairing to a convenient shop, I laid out the whole of the money on cheese and crackers. I bought sixpence worth of each; and having crammed my pockets with my purchase, I returned to my old place among the merchandise, and seated myself once more upon the box. I had grown somewhat hungry--for it had got to be after dinner hour--and I now relieved my appet.i.te by an attack upon the crackers and cheese, which considerably lightened the cargo in my pockets.

Evening was now approaching, and I bethought me that I might as well take a stroll along by the side of the s.h.i.+p, by way of a reconnaissance.

It would enable me to ascertain where I might climb over the side most easily, which knowledge would be of use to me when the hour should arrive for making the attempt. What if the sailors _did_ see me going about? They could not hinder me from walking along the quay, and they would never dream of my object in staying there. What if they should take notice of me, and taunt me as before? I could talk back to them, and thus gain a good opportunity for observation--the very thing I wanted.

Without losing another moment, I stepped forth from my resting-place, and commenced sauntering along, with an a.s.sumed air of indifference to all that was pa.s.sing around. I soon came opposite the stem of the big s.h.i.+p, where I paused and looked up. Her deck was nearly on a level with the pavement, because she was now heavily laden, and of course at full depth in the water; but the high bulwarks on her quarter prevented me from seeing the deck. I perceived that it would be easy to step from the quay, and after clambering up the bulwarks, get over by the mizen shrouds; and I at once made up my mind that this would be the proper way. Of course, I should have to creep through the shrouds with great caution. If the night should not prove dark enough, and I should be detected by the watch, it would be all up with me. I should get caught--perhaps suspected as a thief and punished. No matter; I was resolved to risk it.

Everything was quiet on board. I heard neither voice nor noises. Some of the merchandise was still lying upon the wharf, and therefore they could not have finished lading the vessel. But the men were no longer at work, for I was now near enough to have a view of both the gangway and the main hatch. Whither could they have gone?

I moved silently forward, until I stood by the very end of the staging.

I had now a full view of the hatchway, and a considerable portion of the main deck around it. I saw neither the blue jacket of the mate nor the greasy garments of the sailors. All the men must have gone away to some other part of the s.h.i.+p.

I paused and listened. Indistinctly, I could hear the hum of voices coming from the forward part of the vessel. I knew they were the voices of the crew in conversation with each other.

Just at that moment, I observed a man pa.s.s by the opening in the gangway. He was carrying a large vessel that steamed at the top. It contained coffee or some other hot viand. It was the evening meal for the people of the forecastle, and he who carried it was the cook. This accounted for the cessation of the work, and the absence of the sailors from "amids.h.i.+ps." They were about going to supper. Such was my conjecture.

Partly impelled by curiosity, but as much by a new idea that had entered my mind, I stepped upon the staging and glided cautiously aboard. I caught a glimpse of the sailors far off in the forward part of this s.h.i.+p--some seated upon the windla.s.s, others squatted upon the deck itself, with their tin plates before them, and their jack-knives in their hands. Not one of them saw me--not one was looking in my direction: their eyes were too busy with the cook and his steaming copper.

I glanced hastily around; there was no one in sight. The new idea to which I have referred became more fully developed. "Now or never!"

whispered I to myself; and under the impulse, I stepped down upon the deck, and crouched forward to the foot of the main mast.

I was now on the edge of the open hatchway; and it was into this I intended to go. There was no ladder, but the rope by which the goods had been lowered, still hung from the tackle, reaching down into the hold.

I caught hold of this rope; and pulled on it, to find if it was securely fastened above. It proved to be so; and, grasping it firmly with both hands, I slid downward as gently as I could.

It was a close shave that I did not break my neck--and as it was, I had a tumble at the bottom--but I soon got to my feet again; and, scrambling over some packages that were not yet stowed in their places, I crawled behind a huge b.u.t.t, and there ensconced myself in darkness and silence.

CHAPTER NINETEEN.

HURRAH! WE ARE OFF!

As soon as I had screened myself behind the b.u.t.t, I squatted down; and, in five minutes after, was so fast asleep; that it would have taken all the bells of Canterbury to have waked me. I had got but little sleep on the preceding night, and not a great deal the night before that; for John and I had been early up for the market. The fatigue, moreover, experienced in my cross-country journey, and the excitement of twenty-four hours' suspense--now somewhat allayed--had quite done me up, and I slept as sound as a top, only that my nap lasted as long as that of a thousand tops.

There had been noises enough to have awaked me much sooner, as I afterwards ascertained. There had been the rattling of pulleys and banging of boxes close to my ears, but I heard nothing of all this.

When I awoke, I knew by my sensations that I had been a long while asleep. It must be far into the night, thought I. I supposed it was night-time, by the complete darkness that enveloped me; for on first squeezing myself behind the b.u.t.t, I noticed that light came in by the aperture through which I had pa.s.sed. Now there was none. It was night, therefore, and dark as pitch--that, of course, behind a huge hogshead down in the hold of a s.h.i.+p.

"What time of night? I suppose they have all gone to bed, and are now snug in their hammocks? It must be near morning? Can I hear any one stirring?"

I listened. I had no need to listen intently. I soon heard noises.

They were evidently caused by heavy objects striking and b.u.mping, just as if the sailors were still busy lading the vessel. I could hear their voices, too, though not very distinctly. Now and then certain e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.ns reached me, and I could make out the words "Heave!"

"Avast heavin'!" and once the "Yo-heave-ho!" chanted by a chorus of the crew.

"Why, they are actually at work loading the vessel _in the night-time_!"

This, however, did not greatly surprise me. Perhaps they wished to take advantage of a tide or a fair wind, and were hurrying to complete the stowage of the s.h.i.+p.

I continued to listen, expecting to hear a cessation of the noises; but hour after hour pa.s.sed, and still the clinking and clanking kept on.

"How very industrious!" thought I. "They must be pressed for time, and determined to start soon. True, the placard '_For Peru--to-morrow_!'

did not keep faith to-day, but no doubt it will do so to-morrow, at a very early hour. So much the better for me; I shall the sooner get out of my uncomfortable situation. It's rather a hard bed I've had, and I am growing hungry again."

With this last reflection, I was very willing to make a fresh onset upon the cheese and crackers, and I accordingly did so. I had found a fresh appet.i.te during my sleep, and I ate heartily, though it was the _middle of the night_!

The noise of the lading still continued. "Oh! they are going to keep at it all night. Hard work it is, poor fellows; but no doubt they will receive double wages for it."

All at once the sounds ceased, and there was profound silence in the s.h.i.+p--at least I could hear no one stirring about.

"At last they have knocked off," thought I; "they are now gone to bed; but surely it must be near daybreak, though day has not yet broken, else I should see some light through the aperture. Well! I shall try to go to sleep again myself."

I laid me down as before, and endeavoured to compose myself to sleep.

In about an hour's time I had well-nigh succeeded in doing so, when the thumping of the boxes re-commenced, and roused me up afresh.

"What? they are at it again! Surely they cannot have been to sleep?--an hour--it was not worth their while to lie down for an hour."

I listened to a.s.sure myself that they had really set about work again.

There could be no doubt of it. I could hear the clinking and clanking, and the creaking of the pulley-blocks just as before, only not quite so loud.

"Well," thought I, "it is a strange crew, working thus all night long.

Ha! on second thoughts, perhaps it is a fresh set who are at it--another watch that has relieved the former one?"