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Updated: May 13, 2025
The owners had given up, so Captain Zeb said, and went on to enumerate the various accidents which might have happened typhoons, waterspouts, fires, and even attacks by Malay pirates though, added the captain, "Gen'rally speakin', I'd ruther not bet on any pirate gettin' away with Nat Hammond's ship, if the skipper was alive and healthy.
The top of that mountain is lost in the clouds, and when you reach it you will be in the awful Land of Naught, where the Gargoyles live." "What are Gargoyles?" asked Zeb. "I do not know, young sir.
It was too late for meeting, and besides I reckoned I could sleep better here." He finished with his jolly laugh. Zeb, meanwhile, sat hugging the dog and rolling his eyes from one face to another as if in utter bewilderment.
"To what do I owe this honour?" asked the stranger, gazing back at him. Zeb pulled out a great turnip-watch from his fob, and said "You'm dressin?" "Ay, for the wedding." "Then look sharp. You've got a bare five-an'-twenty minnits." "Excuse me, I'm not to be married till eleven." "Iss, iss, but they're comin' at ten, sharp." "And who in the world may 'they' be?" "The press-gang."
"Aye, a man that cruises in this land must always be ready to put a fire on," commended Skipper Zeb. "I'll remember that," said Charley. "'Twere a narrow shave we has," remarked Toby, "but you always gets out of fixes, Dad. When I looks through the snow and sees the white water rollin' over the reef right handy ahead, and the wind drivin' us on to un, I thinks, now here's a fix!
Zeb was given his breakfast on the door-stone, and Dan tried to teach him the use of a spoon, without much success; and afterwards he was brought in to family prayers.
A piece of this was offered to Leland, but, though a short time before he had felt keenly the pangs of hunger, the sight of food now filled him with loathing. "S'posen you offer dis pusson a few pounds, just to see if he'll take it," suggested Zeb, gazing wistfully toward the Indian who held it. Several pieces were given him, all of which he devoured voraciously and demanded more.
Abreast of Jefferson Barracks they heard the boom of a cannon, and a great ring of smoke drifted in their direction. They did not recognize it as a thunderous "Halt!" and kept on. Less than a minute later, a shell exploded directly in front of the pilot-house, breaking a lot of glass and damaging the decoration. Zeb Leavenworth tumbled into a corner. "Gee-mighty, Sam!" he said.
Skipper Twig was ready with his boat, in which he had stowed block and fall rigging, hammer, nails, pieces of plank and an ax, and without delay the three were off for the Duck's Head. With the block and fall they were able to haul the boat out of the water, and to their satisfaction, and the amazement of Skipper Zeb, discovered that no serious damage had been done.
Hundreds upon hundreds of the sleek, graceful animals, spreading over the hills and knolls beyond, were pawing away the hard snow and eating the thick growth of moss that lay beneath it, with some old bucks strolling among them as sentinels. "We're in fine shootin' range, and we'll be gettin' all we wants of un," said Skipper Zeb. "Go at un now!"
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