Jack Manly His Adventures by Sea and Land
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"^fc BJ m 5M*'J IMf' aAORGE -ROUTLEDGrE.. AMD JOhil ^ |AMESg.-|^RAFF, BALTIMORE •x.m r\C/ NOVELS AT TWO SH\LLmGS.—Continued. By FIELDING and SMOLLETT. FIELDING. SMOLLETT. Tom Jones. Roderick Random. Joseph Andrews. Humphrey Clinker. Amelia. Peregrine Pickle. By AMELIA B. EDWARDS. The Ladder of Life. | My Brother's Wife. | Haifa Million of Money, By Mrs. CROWE. By Miss FERRIER. Night Side of Nature. Marriage. Susan Hopley. Inheritance. Linny Lockwood. Destiny. By CAPTAIN CHAMIER. Life of a Sailor. | Ben Brace. | Tom Bowling. | Jack Adams. By CHARLES LEVER. By S. LOVER. Arthur O'Leary. Rory O'More. Con Cregan. Handy Andy. By CAPTAIN ARMSTRONG. Two Midshipmen. | Medora. I War Hawk | Young Commander By Mrs. GORE. By Lady C. LONG. Mothers and Daughters. First Lieutenant's Story. Soldier of Lyons. Sir Roland Ashton. By Rev. G. R. GLEIG. Country Curate. I Waltham. I The Hussar. By GERSTAECKER. A Wife to Order. 1 Feathered Arrow. Two Convicts. Each for Himself. By W. H. MAXWELL. Stories of Waterloo. Hector O'Halloran. Wild Sports in tiie Brian O'Linn; or, Stories of the Penin Highlands. Luck is Everything. sular War. Wild Sports in the Captain Blake. Captain O'SuUivan. West. The Bivouac. Flood and Field. By LANG. By EDMUND YATES. Will He Marry Her, Running the Gauntlet. The Ex-Wife. Kissing the Rod. By THEODORE HOOK. Peregrine Bunce. The Widow and the I'assion and Principle. Cousin Geoffry. Marquess. Merton. Gilbert Gurney. Gurney Married. Gervase Skinner. Parson's Daughter. Jack Brag. Cousin William. All in the Wrong. Maxwell. Fathers and Sons. Man of Many Friends. Published by George Routledge and Sons. ROBERTW.WDDDRUFF LIBRARY JACK MANLY. BY JAMES GRANT Price 2s. each, Fancy Boards. THE ROMANCE OF WAR. THE AIDE-DE-CAMP. THE SCOTTISH CAVALIERS. BOTHWEIiL. JANE SETON ; OR, THE KING'S ADVOCATE. PHILIP ROLLO. LEGENDS OF THE BLACK WATCH. MARY OF LORRAINE. OLIVER ELLIS; OR, THE FUSILIERS. LnCT ARDEN ; OR, HOLLYWOOD HALL. FRANK HILTON ; OR, THE QUEEN'S OWN. THE YELLOW FRIGATE. HARRY OGILVIE ; OR, THE BLACK DRAGOONS. ARTHUR BLANE. 1.4.UBA EVERINGHAM ; OR, THE HIGHLANDERS OiF GLENORA. THE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD. LETTY HY-DE'S LOVERS. THE CAVALIERS OF FORTUNE. SECOND TO NONE. THE CONSTABLE OF FRANCE. THE PHANTOM REGIMENT. THE GIRL LIE MARRIED. FIRST LOVE AND LAST LOVE. DICK RODNEY. THE WHITE COCKADE. THE KING'S OW.N BORDERERS. LADY WEDDERBURN'S WISH. ONLY" AN ENSIGN. JACK MANLY'. THE ADVENTURES OF ROB ROY. THE QUEEN'S CADE-r. GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND SONS, THE BEOABWAT, LUDOATE. JACK MANLY: |:s 3ito,eaiiim 1)]) M TOIJ f anlJ. JAMES GRANT, AUTHOE OF "IHB EOMANCB OF WAB," " OHVEB ELLIS,'* ETC. ETC. LONDON: GEORGE BOUTLEDGE AND SONH, THE BIlO--i.DWAY, LUDGATE. NEW YOEK: 416, BEOOJIE STEEET. LONDON : ;ftV:i,r., ED-.VARDS AND CO., PRINTERS, CHANDOS STREET, COVENT GARDEN. CONTENTS. CHAP. SAGE I. WHY I WENT TO SEA. , 1 II. ADVENTURE IN A CASK . 11 III. THE NAEEOWS OF ST. JOHN 21 IV. THE BEJO " LEDA" . , 29 V. EIDD THE PIEATE . 39 VI. THE " BLACK SCHOONEE" . 55 VII. THE CHASE 64 VIII. OUE EEVENGE SCIIEJIED . 71 IX. OUE EEVEXGE EXECUTED 77 X. THE SEAL-EISHEES . 87 XI, COMBAT WITH A SEA-HOESE 95 XII. ON AN ICEBEEG .... 105 Kill. ON THE ICEBEEG—THE MASSACEE AT HIEEEO 113 XIV. ESCAPE FEOM THE ICEBEEG 12o XV. UiNDEE WEIGH ONCE MOEE 133 XVI. BESET WITHOUT HOPE 139 SVII. THE DEATH'SHIP , . , 148 VI CONTENTS. CUAP. PAGE XVIII. LEAVES EEOM THE LOG ...... 156 SIX. THE GBAVES ON THE STAEBOAED BOW . 165 XX. ADEIFT ON THE DEAD FLOE .... 173 XXI. CAPE FAEEWELL ......... 177 XXII, THE MUSK-OX ...„,.... 182 9 XXIII. THE FOUE BEABS 191 XXIV. WOLMAE FTNBOE . -v . 198 XXV. ADIEU TO THE EEGION OF ICE . , . 205 XXVI. A SHAEK , 212 XXVII. THE FATAL VOYAGE OF THE HEEE VAN ESTELL 219 XXVIII. THE FATAL VOYAGE — HOW THEY CAST LOTS 227 XXIS. ADVENTUEE WITH A WHALE . - . 237 XXX. LOSS OF THE " LEDA" 242 XSXI. THE CEY 252 XXSII. THE TWELFTH DAY. ....... 263 XXXIII. WHAT FOLLOWED . 269 XXXIV. THE SAILOE'S POST-OFFICE . ... 277 XXXV. MS. LEGEND OF EL CABO DOS TOEMENTOS 2S5 XXXVI. LEGEND CONTINUED—THE CATASTEOPHE 294 XXXVII. LEGEND CONCLUDED—THE SEQUEL 29S XXXVIII. WE LAND IN AFEICA .... 305 XXXIX. THE KING OF THE SNAKE EIVEE 312 XL. THE GABON CLIFF 319 XLI. now THE CAPTAIN PEEISHED . 326 XLII. A:.IOO 331 CONTENTS. vii CHAP. PAGE SLIII. THE EESCUE OF HIS CHILD . i ,. 338 XLIV. THE GEATITUDE OF HIS WIFE . , . 344 XLT. 351 XLVI. FLIGHT CONTINUED . s . 357 XLVII. SLVIII. 371 XLIX. L. WE EEACH THE CAPITAL . , , . 382 LI. AN OLD FEIEND IN A NEW PLACE . 390 LIT. HAETLY'S STOEY 398 LIII. LIV. LV. , 416 LVI. 422 iiVII. PURSUIT AGAIN—CONCLUSION . 429 JACK MANLY CHAPTER I. AVHT I WENT TO SEA. IT was the evening of the sixteenth of March. Exactly six months had elapsed since I left my father's snug' villa at Peckham, with its walls shrouded by roses and honeysuckle; and now I found myself two thousand three hundred miles distant from it, in his agent's counting-room, in the dren.ry little town of St. John, in Newfoundland^ writing in a huge ledger, and blowing my fingers from time to time, for snow more than ten feet deep covered all the desolate country, and the shipping in the harbour was imbedded in ice at least three feet in thickness; while the thermometei', at which I glanced pretty often, informed me that the mercury had sunk twelve degrees below the freezing point. While busily engrossing quintals of salted fisb. 2 JACK MANLT. by the thousand, barrels of Hamburg meal and Irish pork, chests of bohea, bales of shingles, kegs of gunpowder, caplin nets, anchors and cables, and Indian com from the United States, with all the heterogeneous mass of everything which usually fill the stores of a wealthy merchant in that terra nova, I thought of the noisy world of London, from which I had been banished, or, as tutors and guardians phrased it, " sent to learn something of my father's business—i.e., practically to begin life as he had begun it;" and so I sighed impatiently over my monotonous task, while melting the congealed ink, from time to time, on the birch- wood fire, and reverting to v/hat March is in England, where we may v/atcli the bursting of the new buds and early flowers; where the birds are heard in every sprouting hedge and tree, and as v,-e inhale the fresh breeze of the morning, a new and unknown delight makes our pulses quicken and a glow of tenderness fill the heart—for then we see and feel, as some one says, " what we have seen and felt only in childhood and spring." "Belay this scribbling business, Jack," said a hearty voice in my ear ; " come, ship on board my brig, and have a cruise with me in the North Sea. I shall have all my hands aboard to-morrow." WHY I WENT TO SEA. 3 I looked up, threw away my pen, closed the gigantic ledger with a significant bang, and shook the hand of the speaker, who was my old friend and schoolfellow, Bob Hartly, whose face was as red as the keen frost of an American winter evening could make it, albeit he was buttoned to the throat in a thick, rough Flushing coat, and wore a cap with fur ear-covers tied under his chin—a monk-lik« hood much worn in these northern regions during the season of snow. " I don't think your cruise after seals and blubber will be a very lively affair, Bob," said I, rubbing my hands at the stove, on which he was knocking the ashes of his long Havannah. " Lively! if it is not more lively than this quill- driving work, may I never see London Bridge again, or take, ' Instead of pistol or a dagger, a Desperate leap down the falls of Niagara !'" " I am sick of this Cimmerian region!" said I, stamping with vexation at his jocular mood, when contrasted to my own surly one. " Cimmerian—ugh ! that phrase reminds me of school-times, and how we used to blunder through Homer together, for he drew all his images of Pluto V. 2 4 JACK MANLT. and Pandemonium from the dismal country of the Cimmerii. By Jove! I could give you a stave yet from Virgil or Ovid, hand over hand, on the same .-iubject; but that would be paying Her Majesty's colony a poor compliment." " Well, Bob, I am sick of this place, in which evil fate, or rather bad luck, has buried me alive— this frozen little town of wood and tar, without outlet by sea or land in winter, without amusement, and, at this time, seemingly without life." " It forms a contrast to London, certainly," said Hartly, assisting himself, uninvited, to the contents of a case-bottle of Hollands which stood near; " but there is a mint of money to be made in it." " The first English folks who came here were re duced to such straits, we are told, that they killed and ate each other; and those who returned were such skeletons that their wives and mothers did not know them." Hartly laughed loudly, and said— " But that was in the time of King Henry YIII., and people don't eat each other here now. But to resume what we were talking about " " Old Uriah Skrew, my father's agent, and I are on the worst terms; he keeps a constant watch over WHY I WENT TO SEA.