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Tessa - Chapter 12 Tessa - Chapter 12

Tessa - Chapter 12
CHAPTER XIISoon after they had left Harvey the Manhikian and Huka parted, each preferring to take his own way, Roka laughingly telling his comrade that although he, Roka, had no spear, he would bring back a turtle. "In my land of Manihiki we trouble not about spears. We dive after the turtle and drag them ashore." "Thou boaster," replied the Savage Islander good-naturedly, as he stepped briskly down the hard, white sand towards the water, his sturdy, reddish-brown body naked to the waist, and his brawny right arm twirling the heavy turtle-spear about his head as if it were a bamboo... Long Stories - Post by : Keyser - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1565

Tessa - Chapter 11 Tessa - Chapter 11

Tessa - Chapter 11
CHAPTER XIThe two canoes were manned by some of the crew of the _Motutapu together with six natives of Pikirami; one was steered by Harvey, the other by Huka the Savage Islander; and as they paddled along within a few feet of each other the crews laughed and jested in the manner inherent to all the Malayo-Polynesians when intent on pleasure. That morning Harvey, tiring of the inaction of the past three days, had eagerly assented to a proposal made by Huka that they should make a trip round the lagoon, and spend a day or two away from the village,... Long Stories - Post by : Keyser - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1514

Tessa - Chapter 10 Tessa - Chapter 10

Tessa - Chapter 10
CHAPTER XThat night as the second mate and his companions were sleeping peacefully under the thatched roofs of the little native village, with nought to disturb their slumbers but the gentle lapping of the waters of the lagoon on the sandy beach, and the ceaseless call of the reef beyond, Hendry and his companion in crime were sitting in their boat talking earnestly. The captain was steering; Chard sat on the after-thwart, facing him. "I tell you that I don't care much what we do, Louis," said the supercargo, with a reckless laugh, as he looked into the captain's sullen face.... Long Stories - Post by : Keyser - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1239

Tessa - Chapter 9 Tessa - Chapter 9

Tessa - Chapter 9
CHAPTER IXAll that day over a gently heaving sea the boat sped steadily onward before the soft breath of the dying trade wind, and when night fell Harvey and Atkins reckoned that they could not be more than twenty miles from Pikirami. About midnight, therefore, the sail was lowered, and the boat allowed to drift, as otherwise she might have run past the island in the darkness. Two of the natives were placed on the look-out for indications of the land, and the rest of the people, except Harvey, laid down and slept, for after one or two rain squalls early... Long Stories - Post by : Keyser - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 3498

Tessa - Chapter 8 Tessa - Chapter 8

Tessa - Chapter 8
CHAPTER VIIIAn exclamation of horror burst from Harvey as the boat, with its panting crew, dashed up alongside that of the chief mate. "For God's sake, Tessa, do not look!" he cried hoarsely. For the half-sunken boat was a shambles, and of her nine occupants only three were alive--the second steward Jessop, Morrison, and Oliver himself. The latter lay in the stern sheets with a bullet hole through his chest, and a smashed hip; he had but just time to raise his hand in mute farewell to Harvey and Atkins, and then breathed his last. Morrison, whose spine was broken by... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 559

Tessa - Chapter 7 Tessa - Chapter 7

Tessa - Chapter 7
CHAPTER VIIAll that day the three boats made excellent progress, for though the wind was but light, the sea was very smooth, and a strong northerly current helped them materially. As night approached heavy white clouds appeared on the eastern horizon--the precursors of a series of heavy rain squalls, which in those latitudes, and at that season of the year--November to March--are met with almost nightly, especially in the vicinity of the low-lying islands of the Marshall and Caroline Groups. Then, as the sun set, the plan of murder that was in the hearts of the captain and supercargo began to... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 3397

Tessa - Chapter 3 Tessa - Chapter 3

Tessa - Chapter 3
CHAPTER IIIFive days out from Drummond's Island Carr had so much improved in health that he was able to take his seat at the saloon table for breakfast, much to the annoyance of Chard, who had been making the best of his time in trying to produce a favourable impression upon Tessa Remington. He pretended, however, to be delighted to see the trader mending so rapidly, and was most effusive in his congratulations; and Hendry, of course, followed suit. Harvey responded civilly enough, while Tessa, who had learned from the chief mate of the treacherous part they were playing towards her... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 3247

Tessa - Chapter 2 Tessa - Chapter 2

Tessa - Chapter 2
CHAPTER IIFrom his boyhood Harvey Carr had been a wanderer among the islands of the Southern Seas. Before he was sixteen his father, who was owner and master of a Hobart Town whaleship, had perished at sea in one of the ship's boats after the loss of his vessel upon an uncharted reef in the South Pacific. And though another sixteen years had almost passed since that dreadful time of agony and hunger, and thirst and madness, when men looked at each other with a horrid meaning in their wolfish eyes, the boy had never forgotten his dying father's words, spoken... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 2322

Tessa - Chapter 1 Tessa - Chapter 1

Tessa - Chapter 1
CHAPTER IA small, squat and dirty-looking trading steamer, with the name _Motutapu painted in yellow letters on her bows and stern, lay at anchor off the native village of Utiroa on Drummond's Island in the Equatorial Pacific. She was about 800 tons burden, and her stained and rusty sides made her appear as if she had been out of port for two years instead of scarcely four months. At this present moment four of her five boats were alongside, each one piled high over the gunwales with bags of copra, which the steam winch was hoisting in as quickly as possible,... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1572

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 19 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 19

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 19
BOOK II CHAPTER XIXDarkness had fallen upon the little island, as with the girl Serena and her infant charge, Mrs. Man-ton was walking back to the house. Lilo had not yet returned, but as they emerged from the breadfruit grove, they heard the sound of many voices, and then came a cry that made their hearts thrill-- "_Te vaka nui, Te vaka nui!_" ("A ship! a ship!") and almost at the same moment Lilo and a score of natives came rushing along the path in search of the white lady. "A ship! aship!" shouted Lilo, who was almost frantic with excitement,... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 2581

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 18 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 18

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 18
BOOK II CHAPTER XVIIIA hot, blazing, and windless day, so hot that the branches of the coco-palms, which at early morn had swished and merrily swayed to the trade wind, now hung limp and motionless, as if they had suffered from a long tropical drought instead of merely a few hours' cessation of the brave, cool breeze, which for nine months out of twelve for ever made symphony in their plumed crests. On the shady verandah of a small but well-built native house Amy Marston was seated talking to an old, snowy-haired white man, whose bright but wrinkled face was tanned... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 3381

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 17 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 17

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 17
BOOK II CHAPTER XVIITwo days later the schooner came sweeping round the western point of Samatau Bay and then hove-to abreast of the house. Villari at once went on shore, found his passengers ready to embark, and in half an hour they were all on board and the _Lupetea was spinning along the southern shore of Upolu at a great rate, for the wind was fresh and the sea very smooth. At midnight she was nearly abreast of a beautiful little harbour called Lotofanga, and Villari, who was on deck, told the mate to haul the head sheets to windward and... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1050

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 16 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 16

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 16
BOOK II CHAPTER XVIA few days later the _Lupetea (White Pigeon) ran into the bay and Raymond boarded her. He greeted Villari in a friendly manner, and tried to put him at his ease by at once remarking that the ladies would be very glad to see him again when he had time to come up to the house. The schooner was loaded with a general cargo for the various traders and planters on the south side of the island, and that for Raymond consisted principally of about forty tons of yams for the use of the numerous local labourers already... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 525

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 12 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 12

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 2 - Chapter 12
BOOK II CHAPTER XIITwelve months had come and gone, and Frewen, now "Captain" Frewen, was seated in the office of Ramon Mercado, the Valparaiso agent of the late captain and owner of the _Esmeralda_, which had arrived in port the previous day. The worthy merchant--a little stout man with merry, twinkling eyes--was listening to the detailed story of the capture of the ship by the mutineers, her subsequent recapture, and of all that had occurred since she had been brought to an anchor in front of Raymond's house in Samatau Bay. Mercado himself, four months previously, had received a letter from... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 2945

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 11 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 11

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 11
BOOK I CHAPTER XISix bells struck, and then once more the stars went out, and the sky changed from blue to dull grey. "Very heavy rain will fall again presently," said Raymond to the leader of the mutineers, "and as the ship is well now in the counter current and out of danger, the chief would like to call his men alongside for a rest. But we'll tow you for another mile or so after the rain ceases--if you wish it." Ryan was keenly anxious to put as much distance between the land and the _Esmeralda as possible, for he was... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 3031

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 10 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 10

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 10
BOOK I CHAPTER XClosely followed by the five native boats, that in which Raymond was seated with Malie, and which was steered by Randall Cheyne, first came alongside, and the latter called out to Foster, who was standing in the waist, to pass down the end of the tow line. This was at once done, and then, as Malie and Raymond left the boat and ascended to the deck, Cheyne went ahead with his tow line, and was soon joined by the native craft, and within a quarter of an hour the _Esmeralda was moving through the water. The instructions given... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 2792

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 9 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 9

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 9
BOOK I CHAPTER IXSoon after Raymond and the old chief with his followers had set out for the ship, and when the swift tropic night had closed in upon the island, Captain Marston died. He was conscious when his kindly host and Randall Cheyne had returned, and before he passed away, thanked the planter sincerely for all that he had done for his wife, his crew, and himself; for he well knew that his end was near. "I fear that nothing will ever be heard of my ship again," he said, in a whisper. "They will scuttle or burn her. My... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1052

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 8 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 8

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 8
BOOK I CHAPTER VIIIFrewen seemed to think for a moment or two ere he replied; then he looked at Raymond inquiringly. "How long would it take to send to Falealili,{*} and ask Tom Morton, the trader, to come with his two boats and help the captain?" he asked. * A large native town on the south side of Upolu. "A day at least--too long altogether with such a strong current setting the ship towards the reef." "Ah, yes, I daresay it would," he said meditatively; then, as if struck with a sudden inspiration, he added quickly, "What about Malie? He has... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 835

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 7 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 7

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 7
BOOK I CHAPTER VIIIt was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the decks of the _Esmeralda gleamed dazzlingly white under the burning rays of the Samoan sun, as she lay motionless upon a sea as calm as some sheltered mountain lake or reed-margined swamp hidden away in the quiet depths of the primeval forest. Twenty miles away to the south and east of the ship, the purple-grey crests of the mountains of Savai'i rose nearly five thousand feet in air, and, nearer the long verdant slope of beautiful Upolu stretched softly and gently upwards from the white beaches of the western... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 2748

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 6 John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 6

John Frewen, South Sea Whaler - Book 1 - Chapter 6
BOOK I CHAPTER VIMalie, the supreme chief of the district, was indeed, as Raymond said, one of the most renowned fighters, not only on Upoln, but in all Samoa, and Frewen, as he shook hands with him, thought he had never seen so noble and imposing a figure. He was a man of about sixty years of age, with closely-cropped white hair and thick moustache, but so youthful was he in his carriage, and so smooth was the bright copper-red of his skin, that he seemed more like a man of thirty whose hair and moustache had become prematurely blanched. The... Long Stories - Post by : brettslane - Date : May 2012 - Author : Louis Becke - Read : 1083