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The Quest of the 'Golden Hope': A Seventeenth Century Story of Adventure

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 1185    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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orner of the room, while its owner began to force his

shill

ded jerk, but still

lings and

shill

n the table, the hammer desce

a short, bull-necked man, with clean-shaven, red complexioned features, closely cropp

appointment, the stranger backed his way

erk the amount of the purchase money, my father took possession of the painting and the naut

t a walking pace, the youth panting at ou

d in so doing I caught sight of a man stealing cautiously along in the shadow of the trees

is steed, he trotted back to the edge of the clump of pines that stand betwixt the

and the far side of the hillock a

s burden. Though I felt certain on the point, I refrained from insisting that I was right, and without further happening

no time to his purchase until the evening, though I was burning with impatien

sguised delight, when he saw the painting. "Now, Cap

hillings, and 'tis a pity to spoil it for the sake of being overhasty

ere removed from the frame a musty piece of parchmen

my, pointing with his yellow finge

a representation of the mariner's compass. Three strange-looking vessels, with towering forecastles and poops, and a veritable network of rhumb-lines, covered all the portion of the chart that was supposed to represent the ocean. In the bottom left-hand corner,

enough for our purpose. Even Generals Penn and Venables, when they to

nks you said the position was known only to you? How comes it, t

there lieth the treasure. Now, what say you, Captain Hammond? Will you join with me in prosecuting a search? for freely in my gratitude will I share the gains with you. Yet 'tis but fair to give you full warning, though I heed it not. 'T

should the treasure be yet undiscovered, there arises the question of the cost of fitting out a ship. Were

in Jeremy, with a grim smile. "Yet, as I have said heretofore, I have hidden a certain sum. This, though 'tis my

should I have touched upon a tender spot. Now, I pray you, ex

I fear, to my father's displeasure, though he made no sign on 't), he proceeded to point out the characteristics of the island, the

ut, greatly to my disappointment, just as Captain Miles was about to e

ord, therefore bid us go

upon the scene, as the two bronzed-faced seamen bent eagerly over the musty parchment, the key

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The Quest of the 'Golden Hope': A Seventeenth Century Story of Adventure
The Quest of the 'Golden Hope': A Seventeenth Century Story of Adventure
“Excerpt: ...we lay under a heavy fire from all the vessels. Evidently the buccaneers did not wish to sink us, for they directed their fire principally at our spars and cordage. Once we were captured they would remove our stores and other valuable gear, and scuttle the ships, so as to leave no trace of their fiendish handiwork. Such has been the fate of many unfortunate merchantmen in West Indian waters, with hardly a fragment left afloat to tell the tale. \"Stand to it, my lads,\" shouted Captain Jeremy encouragingly. \"Spars can be replaced and cordage refitted. They'll get tired of that game ere long. Lie down, all of you.\" It was indeed a trying ordeal. We had already lost our foreyard, which had tumbled down across the fo'c'sle, bringing with it a litter of ropes, blocks, and torn canvas. Our spritsail yard, broken in two places, dangled from the bowsprit; while our mainmast was splintered from the futtock-shrouds to within ten feet of the deck. Several shots had torn gaping holes in our sides, and as a result four more dead men lay on our decks, while nearly a dozen badly wounded were carried below. Nor was our consort in a better plight. Her fore topmast had been shot away early in the cannonade, her poop lanterns and part of the taffrail had disappeared, and several ominous dark holes were visible in her bulging yellow sides. \"How much longer are we to stand this?\" asked Touchstone, as he bound his wrist with a kerchief. \"Patience, man, patience!\" was Captain Jeremy's only reply, as he calmly surveyed the scene of destruction--the blood-stained deck littered with the prone figures of seamen, whether they were dead, or wounded, or unhurt; and the tangle of shattered spars and cordage--and the smoke-enshrouded outlines of our ferocious attackers. Ever and anon a shrill cry of pain or an exclamation of rage would be heard, as a mass of timber dislodged from aloft came hurtling through the air and struck some unfortunate man crouching near the guns; and...”
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