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Updated: May 29, 2025
In fact he had pursued the former avocation entirely in the past, in company with the speculative growing of fruit and vegetables in his garden patch not to sell to his neighbours, the fishing folk of the tiny hamlet of Eilygugg, but to "swap" them, as he termed it, for fish.
But I don't know what some of our lads'll say." "Then I'd better tell my uncle that if anything happens to me he'd better get the Revenue cutter's men to hunt out the Eilygugg smugglers, because they pushed me off the cliff." "Nay, don't you go and do that," said the man, anxiously. "I didn't mean it." "Am I to believe that, Eben?" said the boy, sharply.
"Then we arn't got a glass at Eilygugg, of course, eh, and nobody left behind to look out for squalls and run across to tell us to look out when they see the wind changing? So, you see, clever as you think yourself, you're found out, my lad. Now do you see?" "I see that you're on the wrong tack, Eben," said the lad, scornfully, "and let me tell you that you've been talking a lot of nonsense.
Aleck watched the boats rowing shoreward and separating after a time, one of the sloop's making for the Eilygugg cove, the other rowing in the direction of the gap which led up to the depression in which lay the Den.
"Uncle! I shall be so disappointed," pleaded the boy. "Well! What of that? Do you good, boy. Life's all disappointments. Prepare you for what you'll have to endure in the future." "Very well, uncle, I won't go if you don't wish it." "Of course you won't, sir. There, run round and get one of the Eilygugg lads to help you with the boat." "Please, uncle, I'd rather not.
Perhaps, too, it would make him nurse up a feeling of spite against us, and he would set the Eilygugg people against us as well. So I won't do that, but I'm not going to have the nasty old imposter smiling at me and pretending to be so innocent. I just want him to understand that I'm not such a child as to be ignorant of his tricks.
It was about a fortnight later when Aleck Donne went down the garden directly after breakfast with the full intent, after thinking it over a good deal, of charging old Onesimus Dunning, the gardener, with being leagued with the Eilygugg smugglers. "If I told uncle," he argued, "he would be sent away at once; but that would be doing the poor fellow a lot of harm and perhaps make him worse.
Striking off gradually to his right, he attacked the great cliff wall in a perfectly familiar fashion, and climbed from ledge to ledge till he reached the top, glanced back to see that the gardener was not in sight, and then strode away over the short, velvety, slippery turf, with the edge of the cliff some fifty yards or so to his left, and the rough, rocky slope that led up to the scattered cottages of the Eilygugg fishermen to his right.
He paused for a few moments to think about getting help from Eilygugg. "There are no smugglers at home now," he said to himself, and his thoughts turned homeward. "Uncle couldn't climb up here and handle ropes," he muttered; "and as for Ness bah! he's a stupid muddling old woman. "I must get right round somehow and see where the opening is," said the lad, at last.
I've known for long enough that you people at Eilygugg do a lot of smuggling. I've stood with the captain, my uncle, of a night and seen you signal with a lanthorn, and then after a bit seen a light shown out at sea." "You've seen that, youngster?" "Lots of times; and the boats going and coming and the lights showing up against the cliff.
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