Part 45 (1/2)
”Iss, fegs, he did, not a pistol-shot from us; and I saw reat shakes of a ht better here, to plase me, and as disappointed, we lads, for we surely expected to see oolden crown on, and a sceptre to a's hand, we did, and the shi+p o' loory And Iout over the bar, when he found the Bona Speranza, and sailed round it to the Indies Ah, that was the als, it was!And our crew told what they seen and heerd: but nobody s 'Twas dark parts, and Popish, then; and nobody knowed nothing, nor got no schooling, nor cared for nothing, but scrattling up and down alongshore like to prawns in a pule Iss, sitting in darkness, as, and the shadow of death, till the day- spring froh arose, and shi+ned upon us poor out-o' -the-way folk--The Lord be praised! And now, look to mun!” and he waved his hand all round--”Look to mun! Look to the works of the Lord! Look to the captains! Oh blessed sight! And one's been to the Brazils, and one to the Indies, and the Spanish Main, and the North-West, and the Rooshi+as, and the Chinas, and up the Straits, and round the Cape, and round the world of God, too, bless His holy na of it; and I'll see the end of it too, I will! I was born into the old times: but I'll see the wondrous works of the new, yet, I will! I'll see they bloody Spaniards swept off the seas before I die, if my old eyes can reach so far as outside the Sound I shall, I knows it I says ht; don't I, Mary? You'll bate ht for ye Nothing'll stand against ye I've seed it all along--ever since I ith young master to the Honduras They can't bide the push of us! You'll bate mun off the face of the seas, and be masters of the round world, and all that therein is And then, I'll just turnto his word
”Dearywith you, here've this littleyou some more,” said Amyas; whohs than laughter
”Will ye, then? There's a good soul, and coentle to and fro in their shi+ps, like Leviathan, and taking of their pastirand tiar?”
”You were up the Plate with Cabot?” said Cary, after a pause ”Do you mind the fair lady Miranda, Sebastian de Hurtado's wife?”
”What! her that was burnt by the Indians? Mind her? Do you mind the sun in heaven? Oh, the beauty! Oh, the ways of her! Oh, the speech of her! Never was, nor never will be! And she to die by they villains; and all for the goodness of her! Mind her? I ht else when she was on deck”
”Who was she?” asked Ael, Amyas”
”Humph!” said Amyas ”So much the worse for her, to be born into a nation of devils”
”They'em not all so bad as that, yer honor Her husband was a proper gallant gentleman, and kind as a s”
”His wife”Where did you hear of these black swans, Cary?”
”I have heard of the to stir sad recollections
”And little enough,” said Arohite because he has trod in a liel black because she came down a chimney,” said Cary; and so the talk ended, or rather was cut short; for the talk of all the groups was interrupted by an explosion from old John Hawkins
”Fail? Fail? What a ? Who , white- livered son of a corby-crow?”
”Heaven help us, Admiral Hawkins, who has put fire to your culverins in this fashi+on?” said Lord Howard
”Who? my lord! Croakers! my lord! Here's a fellow calls himself the captain of a shi+p, and her , as if he were a Barbican loose-kirtle trying to keep her apple-squire ashore! Blurt for him, sneak-up! say I”
”Admiral John Hawkins,” quoth the offender, ”you shall answer this language with your sword”
”I'll answer it with my foot; and buy ht a croaker? Fight a frog, an owl! I fight those that dare fight, sir!”
”Sir, sir, entleman will show himself as brave as any, when it co before so fearful a chance as this?”
”Let s to himself, then,abroad fire and death, and saying, it is only in sport There is more than one of his kidney, your lordshi+p, who have not been ashamed to play Mother shi+pton before their own sailors, and da before they're hurt, and this is one of them I've heard hih I'm no church-warden”
”If this is really so, Admiral Hawkins--”
”It is so, ht, down in a tavern below, such unbelieving talk as made me mad, my lord; and if it had not been after supper, and my hand was not oversteady, I would have let out a pottle of Alicant froeon, to wrap the babies as they are Marry come up, what says Scripture? 'He that is fearful and faint-hearted ao and'-- what? son dick there? Thou'rt pious, and read'st thy Bible What's that text? A mortal fine one it is, too”
”'He that is fearful and faint-hearted ao back,'” quoth the Complete Seaman ”Captain Merryweather, as my father's co your challenge, I shall repute it an honor to entertain his quarrelat your choice”
”Well spoken, son dick!--and like a true courtier, too! Ah! thou hast the palabras, and the knee, and the cap, and the quip, and the innuendo, and the true town fashi+on of it all--no old tarry-breeks of a sea-dog, like thy dad! My lord, you'll let theht?”
”The Spaniard, sir; but no one else But, captains and gentlemen, consider well my friend the Port Adives him, let hiovernue to hide his fears in his own boso to ribalds and women For if the sailor be not cheered by his conorant man find coht worthily?”
”There is no croaking aboard of us, arrant,” said twenty voices, ”and shall be none, as long as we co blown off his steam, went back to Drake and the bowls
”Fillfellow's made me let it out, of course! Spoil-sports! The father of all manner of troubles on earth, be they noxious trade of croakers! 'Better to meet a bear robbed of her whelps,' Francis Drake, as Solomon saith, than a fule who can't keep his ht Mr Andrew Barker to his death but croakers? What stopped Fenton's China voyage in the '82, and lost your nephew John, and lory and hard cash too, but croakers? What sent back my Lord cumberland's arth, too, sixty o' als and Indians; and yet wern't ashamed to turn round and come home empty-handed, after all my lord's expenses that he had been at? What but these saarly croakers, that be only fit to be turned into yellow-hammers up to Dartymoor, and sit on a tor all day, and cry 'Very little bit of bread, and no chee-e-ese!' Marry, sneak-up! say I again”
”And what,” said Drake, ”would have keptround the world, but these sa, John Hawkins, , and I threatened a week after to hang thirty more; and I'd have done it, too, if they hadn't clapped toht, Frank My old father always toldHal (bless hisa thousand;-- 'And, my son,' says he ton There's Scripture for it,' says he (he was a hty man to his Bible, after bloody Mary's days, leastwise), 'and 'tis written,' says he, 'It's expedient that one man die for the crew, and that the whole crew perish not; so show you no mercy, son Jack, or you'll find none, least-wise in they manner of cattle; for if you fail, they stamps on you, and if you succeeds, they takes the credit of it to theoes to heaven in your shoes' Those were his words, and I've found , as I'? Is he tired of life, that he coainst h seas, now this very last year Is the fellow host? Look to mun!”
”I think so, truly,” said Drake ”His eyes are near out of his head”
The , who had just burst in fro a draith all his glasses, and now cah ad! I saw theood sir, who seem to have left your manners behind you”
”The Armada, your worshi+p--the Spaniard; but as for my manners, 'tis no fault of mine, for I never had none to leave behind me”
”If he has not left his entleh, and very bad ones they be, when he coer”
”If I stole Flushi+ngers' wines, I never stole negurs' souls, Jack Hawkins; so there's your answer My lord, hang me if you will; life's short and death's easy 'specially to seamen; but if I didn't see the Spanish fleet last sun-down, co to wing, within a four mile of me, I'm a sinner”
”Sirrah,” said Lord Howard, ”is this no fetch, to cheat us out of your pardon for these piracies of yours?”
”You'll find out for yourself before nightfall,says is, that this is a poor sort of an answer to a man who has put his own neck into the halter for the sake of his country”
”Perhaps it is,” said Lord Howard ”And after all, gentleain by a lie, which must be discovered ere a day is over, except a ?”
”Very true, your lordshi+p,” said Hawkins, --ilt drain, man? Hippocras or Alicant, Sack or John Barleycorn, and a pledge to thy repentance and amendment of life”
”Ad”
”Why not, then, ood wine Frank, send down to the sexton, and set the bells a-ringing to cheer up all honest hearts Why, ravity of alliard for joy!”