CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
A POISONED ARROW.
"Better run out toward the reef and approach from that side," said thedoctor, after considering for a few moments the difficulties of theirposition.
For they were literally in the dark, and did not know but what theymight be running into danger--that from the canoes which must beattacking the crew, or that of getting into their friends' line of fire.
As the doctor kept a sharp look-out, he helped to lay the wounded man ina more easy position, and bathed his head and face with thecomparatively cool water; but the poor fellow showed no sign of revival,and Jack's face grew more anxious, the doctor's graver and more stern.
At the end of a few minutes they had passed out of the smoke cloud,which was still increasing from the firing going on and the fumesrolling out of the funnel, and they could now grasp the position ofaffairs.
The steamer still lay at anchor, and she was engaging half-a-dozen longcanoes, whose occupants were raining arrows upon the deck, and every nowand then, with terrible temerity, they were paddled rapidly near enoughto hurl their spears at any one they could see.
"Well, we must risk it, and get on board somehow," said the doctor."Give way, my lads, and pull for your lives. I'll steer as well undercover as I can. Jack, lad, keep on bathing the poor fellow's face."
The men began pulling with all their might, and the nearer they drew tothe yacht, naturally the better cover they secured, though, as Jack satdipping his handkerchief in the sea from time to time, and laying itupon Ned's burning head, he wondered that one or other of the canoes didnot come round to meet them and cut them off.
Probably they were too much occupied by their own troubles, for, stungat last by the vicious attack into fierce reprisals, the yacht wasgiving the savages ample proof of her power.
"Don't fire at them with rifles," Sir John had said, "it is onlyslaughtering the poor ignorant wretches. Give them some good sharplesson that shall teach them to respect an English vessel come upon apeaceful mission."
"There is only one, sir," said the captain quietly. "Sink two or threeof the canoes with round-shot."
"You feel that it is absolutely necessary?" asked Sir John.
"So necessary, that if we do not do that they will for certain board us,and as they are about fifty to one, we shall not be here to-morrow totell the tale."
Sir John hesitated no longer, and just as the boat was racing for theyacht, the firing had begun, the former shots having been with blankcartridge, in the vain hope of scaring the enemy away.
The boat was now sighted from the yacht's deck, and a faint cheerreached Jack's ears as they sped over the water. But while they werestill some three hundred yards from the gangway, one of the great canoessuddenly started away from the others, and with the paddles making thewater flash and foam, came round the yacht's bows and made a dash forthe solitary little boat to cut her off.
"Cease rowing," cried the doctor; but every piece was already charged,and giving the order now for the rifles to be laid ready to seize at amoment's notice, they began pulling now for the yacht's bows.
"If they don't give us some help soon from the yacht, Jack," said thedoctor rather despondently, "it will go rather badly with us."
"Oh, don't say that," cried the boy, whose face was flushed withexcitement.
"I am compelled to, my lad. If anything happens to me, keep the menrowing for the yacht. They must send help soon."
"I don't see them lowering down a boat," replied Jack. "Oughtn't we tofire?"
"I'm afraid that it would be no good. But we must not let them masterus without striking a blow to save our lives."
"Striking a blow to save our lives," thought Jack, as he glanced roundhim and saw their helpless position, for to have tried to escape byrowing, if they were cut off from the yacht, seemed to be folly.
But, as is often the case when things look blackest, a ray of lightsuddenly gleamed out. There had been no signs of help from the yacht,but all the same those on board had not been neglectful, and as soon asthe danger the returning boat ran was seen, Sir John and the captainprepared the needed help.
All at once there was a white puff of smoke seen to dart from theyacht's bows. The water close to the middle of the great canoe was sentflying, and as the roar of a gun echoed from the mountain side, thecanoe was seen to be cut right in two, and slowly settling down, withhalf her men in the water.
"That was a charge of grape-shot, I know," growled Lenny. "Round-shotwouldn't ha' done it."
"Hah!" ejaculated the doctor. "Pull, my lads, as you've never pulledbefore."
The crew gave a cheer, and the cutter almost leaped to their vigorousstrokes, every man being now at the oars.
A minute or two later they were alongside, having nothing to fear fromthe half-sunken canoe, whose occupants were struggling to keepthemselves afloat till they could urge the portions of the damagedvessel on to the sands.
"Quick, all of you," cried the captain, "and look out for the arrows.What! wounded man! Here, two of you."
A couple of the crew ran to him, and poor Ned was lifted over the sideand borne down into the cabin.
"Keep in shelter, Jack, my boy," cried Sir John, as he caught his son'shand. "The arrows are coming in like hail. You are sure you are notwounded?"
"Quite, father; I'm all right," said Jack, as he stepped on deck.
"Is Edward much hurt?"
"Here's Doctor Instow, ask him," said the boy, as the doctor came up outof the boat, the last man but those who were hooking on the falls, to berun up.
"Ned? I can't say yet. Don't stop me. I'm not sneaking out of thefight, Meadows. I must go down to the poor lad."
"Speared?"
"An arrow. For goodness' sake keep in shelter, for I'm afraid they'repoisoned."
"Glad to see you back safe," cried the captain, hurrying up to him. "Ican talk to the miserable wretches now. Hi! there, forward. Come awayfrom those guns. Capstan-bars, all of you. Keep in shelter, and downwith every one who tries to get on board; but mind the spears."
A few more orders were given, a tub to buoy the cable thrown over theside, and the yacht began to glide steadily with the tide, as the engineclanked, and the motion of the shaft produced its regular vibrationthrough the graceful vessel, with only two men visible to those in thecanoes--the captain and the man at the wheel, and they both shelteringthemselves from the black marksmen as well as they could, the sailorkneeling on the grating.
The savages in three canoes uttered a furious yelling, and plunged theirpaddles over the sides to attack in front and on both quarters, but onewas a little late in crossing the yacht's bows, and the next minute,with full steam ahead, and in obedience to movements of the captain'shands, the sharp prow of the swift vessel struck the sluggish canoe fullin the side about 'midships. Then a dull crashing sound, but noperceptible shock. The _Silver Star_ cut the canoe cleanly in two, andthe portions of the destroyed vessel floated by on either side, comingin collision with the others, which after closing in with a vain attemptto board, grated against the yacht and were then left far astern.
It was all the matter of a minute. A few black heads appeared above thebulwarks, as their owners leaped up and tried to climb on deck, but asharp blow, rarely repeated, sent them back into the lagoon with asplash, to swim to the floating canoes, and the fight was over, savethat an arrow or two came whizzing to stick in the white planks; but theenemy was too much engaged in picking up the swimming warriors tocontinue their assault.
"There," cried the captain, rubbing his hands. "Your men-of-war maycarry the biggest guns they like, and their crews may be drilled to thegreatest perfection, but to my mind nothing comes up to the managementof the craft under a good head of steam. Now, Sir John, shall we givethem a few rounds of grape-shot, or let the poor wretches study thelesson they have had?"
"No, no," cried Jack eagerly, "they're beaten; let them go."
Sir John nodded his approval, saying nothing, for he seeme
d eager to lethis son come well to the front.
"Very good," said the captain. "Then I think we'll run outside andlie-to a mile or so beyond the reef, and see what they mean to do, for Isuppose you don't want to give up the island to the enemy!"
"No, it would be a pity," said Sir John, "just when we are getting on sowell. But what do you say, Bradleigh, will not this be a sufficientlesson for them?"
"It ought to be, sir; but we are dealing with savages, and I will notventure to say."
The steward came hurrying up at that moment, to give a sharp look-outfor danger, but seeing the enemy far astern, and the yacht glidingswiftly along toward the open sea, he walked confidently to where thegroup stood by the wheel.
"Doctor Instow would be glad if you would come into the cabin, SirJohn."
"It's about, Ned," cried Jack. "I'd forgotten him."
He ran to the cabin hatch, and Sir John followed quickly.
"Hah!" cried the doctor. "I'm glad you've come. He's very bad, Jack.Yes, very bad, Meadows, poor lad."
"But from a wound like that?" said Sir John, and he and his son bentover the poor fellow where he lay on one of the cabin settees, with hiseyes wide open, and looking very fixed and strange.
"Yes, from a wound like that," replied the doctor. "It would be nothingin an ordinary way, but I saved the head of the arrow which passedthrough his arm, and it and the top of the shaft had been well smearedwith some abominable preparation. The poison is affecting his system ina very peculiar manner."
"Can he hear what you say?" whispered Jack anxiously.
"No; he is quite insensible. He was talking wildly a few minutes ago,but he could not understand a word."
"Surely you don't think it will prove fatal?" said Sir John.
The doctor was silent.
"Oh, Doctor Instow," cried Jack in agony, "this is too terrible. Thepoor fellow came out for what he looked upon as a pleasure-trip, and nowhe is like this. Oh, pray do something."
"My boy," said the doctor gravely, "I have done everything possible."
"But try something else," cried Jack angrily. "I thought doctors coulddo anything with medicine."
"I wish they could," said his father's friend sadly; "but it is at timeslike this, Jack, we doctors and surgeons find out how small our powersare."
"But only this morning he was so happy and full of life and fun," criedJack, as he sank on his knees by the couch to take the poor fellow'scold hand in his. "It seems too hard to believe. Ned! Ned! you canhear what I say?"
There was no reply, and the boy looked wildly from one to the other.
"Oh, father," he cried, as he saw their grave looks, "is he dying?"
Sir John was silent, and Jack caught at the doctor's hand.
"Tell me," he cried. "But it can't be so bad as that. It would be toodreadful for him to die."
"He is very bad," said the doctor slowly, "but I have not given up allhope. It is like this, Meadows. The poison is passing through hissystem, and in my ignorance of what that poison really is, I am sohelpless in my attempts to neutralise it. Even if I knew it would bedesperate work."
"Then you can do nothing?" cried Jack in agony.
"I can do little more, my lad, but help him in his struggle against it.The battle is going on between a strong healthy man and the insidiousenemy sapping his life. Nature is the great physician here."
Jack uttered a piteous groan, and still knelt by the couch, holding thepoor fellow's hand, watching every painful breath he drew, and notingthe strange change in his countenance, and the peculiar spasms whichconvulsed him from time to time, but without his being conscious of thepain.
As Jack knelt there it seemed to him that it was in a kind of confuseddream that he heard his father's questions and the doctor's replies, as,after some ministration or another, they walked to the end of the cabin.
Then the captain came down softly.
"The enemy's coming out to sea," he said, "and making north; they'll bein a fix if the wind rises, for they are clustering in their canoes likebees. How's the patient?"
"Bad," said Sir John.
"Tut--tut--tut!" ejaculated the captain. "I am sorry. But you'll pullhim through, doctor?"
"If I can," said Doctor Instow coldly.
"That's right. I have been so full up with my work that I seem to havetaken hardly any notice of him. Wound through his arm. You have wellcleansed it, of course?"
"Of course, and injected things to neutralise the poison."
"Ah!" cried the captain, angrily, "it takes all one's sympathy with themiserable savages away when one finds that they fight in so cowardly, sofiendish a fashion. I was ready to be sorry for them when I wascrushing their boat. But this makes me feel as if one ought to lose noopportunity for sweeping the venomous wretches off the face of theearth. They have no excuse, you see. It is our lives or theirs. Weare inoffensive enough surely; and they would have gained by ourpresence if they had been friendly. But they're nearly all alike."
"Have you seen cases like this before?" asked the doctor.
"Oh yes, several."
"And after a few hours' struggle the strength of the poison dies out,and the sufferer recovers?"
The captain glanced in the direction of Jack, and seeing that hisattention was apparently entirely taken up by the sufferer, he said in alow tone--"Yes, sir, the strength of the poison died out, but thewounded man died too;" and every word went through Jack like some keenblade, and for the moment he drew his breath with as much difficulty asthe man before him.
"In the cases I saw there was no doctor near at hand, and we whoattended the poor fellows could do no more than try to draw the poisonfrom the wounds and burn them out. But it seemed to me that the poisonacted like the bite, of a snake, and altered the blood, while at lastthe symptoms were like those I have heard of when the patient haslock-jaw."
"Tetanus," said the doctor gravely.
"But it can't be so hopeless here. You were with him and attended himfrom the first."
"Yes; I have done all I can for him, poor fellow, and with his finephysique he may fight through it."
"Would amputation have saved him?" asked Sir John.
"I do not believe it would have had any effect upon a wound like that,even if it had been performed ten minutes after the injury," said thedoctor. "The circulation is so rapid that the poison is running throughthe system at once, and to proceed to such an extremity seems to begiving the patient another terrible shock to fight against when hisstate is bad enough without."
"Then you have done everything you can?"
"Everything. He is beyond human aid."
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