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If we can fall in with a vessel which does not sail from or to a southern port, I should have some hopes, especially as we have money enough now to pay our passage." "How much have you, Dan?" "Two hundred dollars," replied Dan, exhibiting the roll of bills which the planter had given him. "Colonel Raybone is generous, but this would not half pay us for the services we have rendered him."
Midshipman Raybone, he had thoroughly mastered the art of boating, not only in its application to row boats, but also in reference to sailing craft; and there was no person on the place more skilful in the management of the schooner than the body-servant of Master Archy.
"I did not mean to kill you, sir, and I am sorry you compelled me to fire upon you," added Dan, in respectful and sympathizing tones. "I am wounded and in your power now; I can do nothing more, and you may finish me as soon as you please," groaned Colonel Raybone, completely subdued by weakness and the fear of death.
"Tie him up quick, Tom," said Colonel Raybone. "It has been more work to flog this young cub than a dozen full-grown niggers." Long Tom fastened the straps around Dandy's wrists, and passed them through a band around the tree, about ten feet from the ground. He then pulled the victim up till his toes scarcely touched the earth. "Now, lay them on well," said the planter, vindictively.
"Colonel Raybone is not a bad man, after all," said Dan, as the Isabel filled away. "He wouldn't be, if he wasn't a slaveholder," replied Lily. "Possifus! I feel 'tickler sorry for ole massa, when he lay dar and couldn't help hisself," added Cyd. "If he could have helped himself, he wouldn't have lain there. I never saw such a change come over a man.
He informed Lily of the altered state of things on deck, and the devout girl was happy in the reflection that her prayers had been so promptly answered. "But we haven't seen the end of it yet, Lily. O, no," added Dan, "Colonel Raybone will never give us up. He would spend more money than we are all worth for the pleasure of flogging me for running away; but he shall never have that satisfaction.
He had several times repeated the request; but Colonel Raybone was inflexible till the crime had, in his opinion, been fully expiated. Long Tom unloosed the straps, and the body of the culprit dropped to the ground, as though the vital spark had for ever fled from its desecrated tabernacle. "De boy hab fainted, Massa Raybone," said the driver.
Colonel Raybone, who, in spite of his years and his habits, was an active man, seized the bowsprit of the sail-boat, as it bore his frail bark beneath the waves; and while Dan and Cyd were eagerly gazing into the water astern of them in search of their dreaded master, he climbed upon the forecastle of the Isabel, thus saving himself from the wreck and the water.
As we have before observed, he had not been in the habit of doing his own thinking, and, consequently, he was not skilled in reasoning from effect to cause. "Suppose we had left the boats, Cyd," added Dan. "Den we shouldn't hab em wid us, keepin de boat back." "At six o'clock in the morning, Colonel Raybone will be ready to start on his trip.
"Any news below?" shouted Dan, hailing the steamer as she approached. "By Heaven! that's my boat and my boy!" exclaimed a gentleman on the boiler deck, as the steamer glanced by the Isabel. "Stop the boat! Stop her!" It was Colonel Raybone! Dan heard the words of the gentleman on the boiler deck of the Terre Bonne, for that was the name of the steamer, and at once recognized his master.
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