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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: John Corwell, Sailor And Miner; and, Poisonous Fish + 1901 + +Author: Louis Becke + +Release Date: January 28, 2008 [EBook #24446] +Last Updated: March 8, 2018 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK JOHN CORWELL, SAILOR AND *** + + + + +Produced by David Widger + + + + + +</pre> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> + <h1> + JOHN CORWELL, SAILOR and MINER <br /><br /> and POISONOUS FISH + </h1> + <p> + <br /> + </p> + <h2> + By Louis Becke + </h2> + <p> + <br /> + </p> + <h4> + T. Fisher Unwin, 1901 + </h4> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <h2> + Contents + </h2> + <table summary="" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto"> + <tr> + <td> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0001"> <big><b>JOHN CORWELL, SAILOR AND MINER</b></big> + </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0002"> I </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0003"> II </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0004"> III </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0005"> IV </a> + </p> + <br /> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0006"> <big><b>POISONOUS FISH OF THE PACIFIC + ISLANDS</b></big> </a> + </p> + </td> + </tr> + </table> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h1> + JOHN CORWELL, SAILOR AND MINER + </h1> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + I + </h2> + <p> + “Am I to have no privacy at all?” demanded the Governor irritably as the + orderly again tapped at the open door and announced another visitor. “Who + is he and what does he want?” + </p> + <p> + “Mr. John Corwell, your Excellency, master of the cutter <i>Ceres</i>, + from the South Seas.” + </p> + <p> + The Governor's brows relaxed somewhat. “Let him come in in ten minutes, + Cleary, but tell him at the same time that I am very tired—too tired + to listen unless he has something of importance to say.” + </p> + <p> + The day had indeed been a most tiring one to the worthy Governor of the + colony of New South Wales, just then struggling weakly in its infancy, and + only emerging from the horrors of actual starvation, caused by the utter + neglect of the Home authorities to send out further supplies of + provisions. Prisoners of both sexes came in plenty, but brought nothing to + eat with them; the military officers who should have helped him in his + arduous labours were secretly plotting against him, and their spare time—and + they had plenty—was devoted to writing letters home to highly-placed + personages imploring them to induce the Government to break up the + settlement and not “waste the health and lives of even these abandoned + convicts in trying to found a colony in the most awful and hideous desert + the eye of man had ever seen, a place which can never be useful to man and + is accursed by God.” But the Governor took no heed. Mutiny and discontent + he had fought in his silent, determined way as he fought grim famine, + sparing himself nothing, toiling from dawn till dark, listening to + complaints, remedying abuses, punishing with swift severity those who + deserved it, and yet always preserving the same cold, unbending dignity of + manner which covered a highly-sensitive and deeply sympathetic nature. + </p> + <p> + But on this particular day, fatigue, the intense heat, which had + prevailed, a violent quarrel between the intriguing major commanding the + marines, and many other lesser worries, had been almost more than he could + bear, so it may well be imagined that he was more inclined for rest than + talk. + </p> + <p> + Ten, twenty minutes, and then the thin, spare figure raised itself wearily + from the rude sofa. He must see his visitor. He had promised to do so, and + the sooner it was over the better. He called to the orderly. + </p> + <p> + “Tell Mr.—Corwell you said?—to come in.” + </p> + <p> + A heavy step sounded on the bare floor, and one ot the finest specimens of + manhood Governor Arthur Phillip had ever seen in all his long naval career + stood before him and saluted. There was something so pleasant and yet so + manly in the handsome, cleanshaven and deeply-bronzed face, that the + Governor was at once attracted to him. + </p> + <p> + “Be seated, Mr. Corwell,” he said in his low, yet clear tones. “I am very + tired, so you must not keep me long.” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly not, your Excellency. But I thought, sir, that you would prefer + to hear the report of my voyage personally. I have discovered a + magnificent harbour north of the Solomon Islands, and——” + </p> + <p> + “Ha! And so you came to me. Very sensible, very sensible of you. I am + obliged to you, sir. Tell me all about it.” + </p> + <p> + “Certainly, your Excellency; but I regret I have intruded on you this + evening. Perhaps, sir, you will permit me to call again to-morrow?” + </p> + <p> + “No, no, not at all,” was the energetic reply. I am always ready to hear + anything of this nature. + </p> + <p> + “I knew that, sir, for the masters of the <i>Breckenbridge</i> and another + transport told me that you were most anxious to learn of any discoveries + in the Pacific Islands.” + </p> + <p> + “Very true, sir. I am looking forward to hear from them and from the + masters of other transports which I am inducing to follow the whale + fishery on their return voyage to England <i>via</i> Batavia. But so far I + have heard nothing from any one of them.” + </p> + <p> + Encouraged and pleased at the Governor's manner, the master of the <i>Ceres</i> + at once produced a roughly executed plan and a detailed written + description of the harbour, which, he asserted with confidence, was one of + the finest in that part of the Pacific. A broad, deep stream of water ran + from the lofty range of mountains which traversed the island north and + south and fell into a spacious bay, on the shores of which was a large and + populous native village, whose inhabitants had treated Cornell and the few + men of his ship's company with considerable kindness, furnishing them not + only with wood and water, but an ample supply of fresh provisions as well. + </p> + <p> + During the two weeks that the <i>Ceres</i> lay at anchor, Corwell and two + or three of his hands unhesitatingly trusted themselves among the natives, + who escorted them inland and around the coast. Everywhere was evidence of + the extraordinary fertility of the island, which, in the vicinity of the + seashore, was highly cultivated, each family's plantation being enclosed + by stone fences, while their houses were strongly built and neatly + constructed. The broad belt of the slopes of the mountains were covered + with magnificent timber, which Corwell believed to be teak, equal in + quality to any he had seen in the East Indies, and which he said could be + easily brought down to the seashore for shipment owing to there being + several other large streams beside the one on whose banks the principal + village was built. + </p> + <p> + The Governor was much interested, and complimented the young seaman on the + manner in which he had written out his description of the place and his + observations on the character and customs of the inhabitants. + </p> + <p> + “Such information as you have given me, Mr. Corwell, is always valuable, + and I give you my best thanks. I wish I could do more; and had I the + means, men, and money to spare I should send a vessel there and to other + islands in the vicinity to make further examination, for I believe that + from those islands to the northward we can obtain invaluable food supplies + in the future. The winds are more favourable for making a quick voyage + there and back than they are to those groups to the eastward; but,” and + here he sighed, “our condition is such that I fear it will be many years + ere His Majesty will consent to such an undertaking. But much may be done + at private cost—perhaps in the near future.” + </p> + <p> + The young man remained silent for a moment or two; then with some + hesitation he said, as he took a small paper packet from his coat pocket + and handed it to the Governor, “Will your Excellency look at this and tell + me what it is. I—I imagine it is pure gold, sir.” + </p> + <p> + “Gold, gold!” and something like a frown contracted the Governor's pale + brows; “ever since the settlement was formed I've been pestered with tales + of gold, and a pretty expense it has run me into sending parties out to + search for it. Why, only six months ago a rascally prisoner gulled one of + my officers into letting him lead an expedition into the bush—the + fellow had filed down a brass bolt—” he looked up and caught sight + of the dark flush which had suddenly suffused his visitor's face—“but + I do not for a moment imagine you are playing upon my credulity, Mr. + Corwell.” + </p> + <p> + He untied the string and opened the packet, and in an instant an + exclamation of astonishment and pleasure escaped as he saw that the folds + of paper held quite three ounces of bright and flaky water-worn gold. + </p> + <p> + “This certainly <i>is</i> gold, sir. May I ask where you obtained it?” + </p> + <p> + “I made the voyage to Sydney Cove to tell your Excellency of two + discoveries—one was of the fine harbour, the other was of this gold, + which my wife (who is a native of Ternate) and myself ourselves washed out + of the bed of a small stream; the natives helped us, but attached not the + slightest value to our discovery. In fact, sir, they assured us as well as + they could that much more was to be had in every river on the island.” + </p> + <p> + “Your wife was it, then, or yourself, who first recognised what it was?” + </p> + <p> + “She did, sir. She has seen much of it in the hands of the Bugis and Arab + traders in her native country.” + </p> + <p> + The Governor moved his slender forefinger to and fro amid the shining, + heavy particles, then he pondered deeply for some minutes. + </p> + <p> + “Tell me frankly, Mr. Corwell—why did you make a long voyage to this + settlement to tell <i>me</i> of your discovery?” + </p> + <p> + “In the hope, sir, that you would advise and perhaps assist me. My crew + are Malays and Chinese and would have murdered me if they knew what I + knew. Will your Excellency tell me the proper course to pursue so that I + may be protected in my discovery? I am a poor man, though my ship is my + own, but she is old and leaky and must undergo heavy repairs before she + leaves Sydney Cove again; my present crew I wish to replace by half a + dozen respectable Englishmen, and——” + </p> + <p> + The Governor shook his head. “I will do all I can to help you, but I + cannot provide you with men. The island which you have visited may have + been discovered and taken possession of by France, two of whose exploring + ships were in these seas a few years ago, and even if that is not the case + I could not take possession of them for His Majesty, as I have no + commissioned officer to spare to undertake such a duty. Yet, if such an + officer were available, Mr. Corwell, I would be strongly tempted to send + him with you, hoist the British flag, and then urge the Home Government to + confirm my action and secure to you the right, subject to the King's + royalties, to work these gold deposits. But I am powerless—much as I + wish to aid you.” + </p> + <p> + A look of disappointment clouded the young captain's handsome features. + </p> + <p> + “Would your Excellency permit me to endeavour to find three or four seamen + myself? There is a transport ready to sail for England, and I may be able + to get some men from her.” + </p> + <p> + “I doubt it. Unless you revealed the object of your voyage—which + would be exceedingly foolish of you—you could not induce them to + make a voyage in such a small vessel as yours to islands inhabited mostly + by ferocious savages. But this much I can and will do for you. I will + direct Captain Hunter of the <i>Sirius</i>, the only King's ship I have + here, to set his carpenters to work on your vessel as soon as ever you + careen her; I will supply you at my own private cost with arms and + ammunition and a new suit of sails. Provisions I cannot give you—God + knows we want them badly enough ourselves, although we are not now in such + a bad plight as we were ten months ago. Yet for all that I may be able to + get you a cask or two of beef.” + </p> + <p> + “That is most generous of you, sir. I will not, however, take the beef, + your Excellency. But for the sails and the repairs to my poor little + vessel I thank you, sir, most heartily and sincerely. And I pledge you my + word of honour, as well as giving you my written bond, that I will redeem + my obligations to you.” + </p> + <p> + “And if you fail I shall be content, for I well know that it will be no + fault of yours. But stay, Mr. Corwell; I must have one condition.” + </p> + <p> + “Name it, sir.” + </p> + <p> + “You too must pledge me your honour that you will not reveal the secret of + your discovery of gold to any one in the settlement. This I do not demand—I + ask it as a favour.” + </p> + <p> + Then the Governor took him, guardedly enough, into his confidence. With a + thousand convicts, most of them utter ruffians, guarded by a scanty force + or marines, the news of gold having been found would, he was sure, have a + disastrous effect, and lead to open revolt. The few small merchant ships + which were in port were partly manned by convict seamen, and there was + every likelihood of them being seized by gangs of desperate criminals, + fired with the idea of reaching the golden island. Already a party of + convicts had escaped with the mad idea of walking to China, which they + believed was only separated from Australia by a large river which existed + a few hundred miles to the northward of the settlement. Some of them died + of thirst, others were slaughtered by the blacks, and the wounded and + exhausted survivors were glad to make their way back again to their + gaolers. + </p> + <p> + Cornell listened intently, and gave his promise readily. Then he rose to + go, and the Governor held out his hand. + </p> + <p> + “Good evening, Mr. Cornell. I must see you again before you sail.” + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0003" id="link2H_4_0003"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + II + </h2> + <p> + One evening, three weeks later—so vigorously had the carpenter's + mates from the old frigate <i>Sirius</i> got through their work—the + <i>Ceres</i> was ready for sea. She was to sail on the following morning, + and Corwell, having just returned from the shore, where he had been to say + goodbye to the kind-hearted Governor, was pacing the deck with his wife, + his smiling face and eager tones showing that he was well pleased. + </p> + <p> + He had reason to be pleased, for unusual luck had attended him. Not only + had his ship been thoroughly and efficiently repaired, but he had replaced + six of his untrustworthy Malays by four good, sturdy British seamen, one + of whom he had appointed mate. These men had arrived at Sydney Cove in a + transport a few days after his interview with the Governor; the transport + had been condemned, and Corwell, much to his delight, found that out of + her crew of thirty, four were willing to come with him on what he + cautiously described as a “voyage of venture to the South Seas.” All of + them had served in the navy, and the captain of the transport and his + officers gave them excellent characters for sobriety and seamanship. Out + of the sixty or seventy pounds which still remained to him he had given + them a substantial advance, and the cheerful manner in which they turned + to and helped the carpenters from the frigate convinced him that he had + secured decent, reliable men, to whom he thought he could reveal the real + object of his voyage later on. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + Two years before Cornell had been mate of a “country” ship employed in + trading between Calcutta and the Moluccas. The Ternate agent of the owners + of the ship was an Englishman named Leighton, a widower with one daughter, + whose mother had died when the girl was fifteen. With this man the young + officer struck up a friendship, and before six months had passed he was + the acknowledged suitor of Mary Leighton, with whom he had fallen in love + at first sight, and who quickly responded to his affection. She was then + twenty-two years of age, tall and fair, with dark hazel eyes, like her + English mother, and possessed of such indomitable spirit and courage that + her father often laughingly declared it was she, and not he, who really + managed the business which he controlled. + </p> + <p> + And she really did much to help him; she knew his weak, vacillating, and + speculative nature would long since have left them penniless had he not + yielded to her advice and protests on many occasions, Generous and + extravagantly hospitable, he spent his money lavishly, and had squandered + two or three fortunes in wild business ventures in the Indian Seas instead + of saving one. Latterly, however, he had been more careful, and when + Corwell had made his acquaintance he had two vessels—a barque and a + brig—both of which were very profitably engaged in the Manila-China + trade, and he was now sanguine or mending his broken fortunes. + </p> + <p> + Isolated as were father and daughter from the advantages of constant + intercourse with European society, the duty of educating the girl was a + task of love to her remaining parent, who, before he entered “John + Company's” service, had travelled much in Europe. Yet, devoted as he was + to her, and looking forward with some dread to the coming loneliness of + life which would be his when she married, he cheerfully gave his consent + to her union with John Cornell, for whom he had conceived a strong liking, + and who, he knew, would make her a good husband. + </p> + <p> + They were married at Batavia, to which port they were accompanied by Mr. + Leighton, who, during the voyage, had pressed Corwell to leave his then + employment and join him in a venture which had occupied his mind for the + past year. This was to despatch either the barque or brig, laden with + trade goods, to the Society Islands in the South Pacific, to barter for + coconut oil and pearl shell. + </p> + <p> + Leighton was certain that there was a fortune awaiting the man who entered + upon the venture, and his arguments so convinced the young man that he + consented. + </p> + <p> + On arrival at Batavia they found there the officers and crew of a + shipwrecked English vessel, and one of the former eagerly took Corwell's + place as chief mate, his captain offering no objection. A few weeks after + Mr. Leighton hired the <i>Ceres</i> to take himself, his daughter, and her + husband back to Ternate, eager to begin the work of fitting out one of his + vessels for the voyage that was to bring them fortune. He, it was + arranged, was to remain at Ternate, Mary was to sail with her husband to + the South Seas. + </p> + <p> + But a terrible shock awaited them. As the <i>Ceres</i> sailed up to her + anchorage before Mr. Leighton's house, his Chinese clerk came on board + with the news that the barque had foundered in a typhoon, and the brig had + been plundered and burnt by pirates within a few miles of Canton. The + unfortunate man gave one last appealing look at his daughter and then fell + on the deck at her feet He never spoke again, and died in a few hours. + When his affairs came to be settled up, it was found that, after paying + his debts, there was less than four hundred pounds left—a sum little + more than that which Corwell had managed to save out of his own wages. + </p> + <p> + “Never mind, Jack,” said Mary. “'Tis little enough, but yet 'tis enough. + And, Jack, let us go away from here. I should not care now to meet any of + the people father knew in his prosperity.” + </p> + <p> + Cornell kissed his wife, and then they at once discussed the future. Half + an hour later he had bought the <i>Ceres</i> from her captain (who was + also the owner), paid him his money and taken possession. Before the week + was out he had bought all the trade goods he could afford to pay for, + shipped a crew of Malays and Chinese, and, with Mary by his side, watched + Ternate sink astern as the <i>Ceres</i> began her long voyage to the South + Seas. + </p> + <p> + After a three weeks' voyage along the northern and eastern shores of New + Guinea the <i>Ceres</i> came to an anchor in the harbour which Cornell had + described to the Governor. The rest of his story, up to the time of his + arrival in Sydney Cove, the reader knows. ***** + </p> + <p> + Steadily northward under cloudless skies the high-pooped, bluff-bowed + little vessel had sailed, favoured by leading winds nearly all the way, + for four-and-twenty days, when, on the morning of the twenty-fifth, + Corwell, who had been up aloft scanning the blue loom of a lofty island + which lay right ahead, descended to the deck with a smiling face. + </p> + <p> + “That is not only the island itself, Mary, but with this breeze we have a + clear run for the big village in the bay; I can see the spur on the + southern side quite clearly.” + </p> + <p> + “I'm so glad, Jack, dear. And how you have worried and fumed for the past + three days!” + </p> + <p> + “I feared we had got too far to the westward, my girl,” he said. Then + telling the mate to keep away a couple of points, he went below to pore + over the plan of the harbour, a copy of which had been taken by the + Governor, As he studied it his wife's fingers passed lovingly through and + through his curly locks. He looked up, put his arm around her waist, and + swung her to a seat on his knees. + </p> + <p> + “I think, Mary, I can tell the men now.” + </p> + <p> + “I'm sure you can! The sooner you take them into your confidence the + better.” + </p> + <p> + Corwell nodded. During the voyage he had watched the mate and three white + seamen keenly, and was thoroughly satisfied with them. The remainder of + the crew—three Manila men and two Penang Malays—did their duty + well enough, but both he and his wife knew from long experience that such + people were not to be trusted when their avarice was aroused. He resolved, + therefore, to rely entirely upon his white crew and the natives of the + island to help him in obtaining the gold. Yet, as he could not possibly + keep the operations a secret from the five men he distrusted, he decided, + as a safeguard against their possible and dangerous ill-will, to promise + them double wages from the day he found that gold was to be obtained in + payable quantities. As for the mate and three other white men, they should + have one-fifth of all the gold won between them, he keeping the remaining + four-fifths for himself and wife. + </p> + <p> + He put his head up the companion-way and called to the man whom he had + appointed mate. + </p> + <p> + “Come below, Mallett, and bring Totten, Harris, and Sam with you.” + </p> + <p> + Wondering what was the matter the four men came into the cabin. As soon as + they were standing together at the head of the little table, the captain's + wife went quietly on deck to see that none of the coloured crew came aft + to listen. + </p> + <p> + “Now, men,” said Corwell, “I have something important to tell you. I + believe I can trust you.” + </p> + <p> + Then in as few words as possible he told them the object of the voyage and + his intentions towards them. At first they seemed somewhat incredulous, + but when they were shown some of the gold their doubts vanished, and they + one and all swore to be honest and true to him and to obey him faithfully + whether afloat or ashore, in fair or evil fortune. + </p> + <p> + From his scanty store of liquor the captain took a bottle of rum, and they + drank to their future success; then Corwell shook each man's hand and sent + him on deck. + </p> + <p> + Just before dusk the <i>Ceres</i> ran in and dropped her clumsy, + wooden-stocked anchor in the crystal-clear water, a few cables' length + away from the village. As the natives recognised her a chorus of welcoming + shouts and cries pealed from the shore from five hundred dusky-hued + throats. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0004" id="link2H_4_0004"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + III + </h2> + <p> + A blazing, tropic sun shone in mid-heaven upon the motionless waters of + the deep, land-locked bay in which the Ceres lay, with top-mast struck and + awnings spread fore and aft. A quarter of a mile away was the beach, + girdled with its thick belt of coco-palms whose fronds hung limp and hot + in the windless air as if gasping for breath. Here and there, among the + long line of white, lime-washed canoes, drawn up on the sand, snowy white + and blue cranes stalked to and fro seeking for the small thin-shelled + soldier crabs burrowing under the loose <i>débris</i> of leaves and fallen + palm-branches to escape the heat. + </p> + <p> + A few yards back from the level of high-water mark clustered the houses of + the native village, built on both sides of the bright, fast-flowing stream + which here, as it debouched into the sea, was wide and shallow, showing a + bottom composed of rounded black stones alternating with rocky bars. Along + the grassless banks, worn smooth by the constant tread of naked feet, grew + tall many-hued crotons, planted and carefully tended by their native + owners, and shielded from the rays of the sun by the ever-present + coco-palms. From either side of the bank, looking westward towards the + forest, there was a clear stretch of water half a mile in length, then the + river was hidden from view, for in its course from the mountains through + the heavily-jungled littoral it took many bends and twists, sometimes + running swiftly over rocky, gravelly beds, sometimes flowing noiselessly + through deep, muddy-bottomed pools and dank, steamy swamps, the haunt of + the silent, dreaded alligator. + </p> + <p> + At the head of the straight stretch of water of which I have spoken there + was on the left-hand bank of the river an open grassy sward, surrounded by + clumps of areca and coco-palms, and in the centre stood a large house, + built by native hands, but showing by various external signs that it was + tenanted by people other than the wild inhabitants of the island. Just in + front of the house, and surrounded by a number of canoes, the boat + belonging to the <i>Ceres</i> was moored to the bank, and under a long + open-sided, palm-thatched shed, were a number of brown-skinned naked + savages, some lying sleeping, others squatting on their hams, + energetically chewing betel nut. + </p> + <p> + As they talked and chewed and spat out the scarlet juice through their + hideous red lips and coaly black teeth, a canoe, paddled by two natives + and steered by Mallet, the mate of the <i>Ceres</i>, came up the river. + The instant it was seen a chorus of yells arose from the natives in the + long hut, and Mary Corwell came to the open doorway of the house and + looked out. + </p> + <p> + “Wake up, wake up, Jack!” she cried, turning her face inwards over her + graceful shoulder, “here is Mallet.” + </p> + <p> + Her voice awoke her husband, who in an instant sprang from his couch and + joined her, just as Mallet—a short, square-built man of fifty—stepped + out of the canoe and walked briskly towards them, wiping his broad, honest + face with a blue cotton handkerchief. + </p> + <p> + “Come inside, Mallet. 'Tis a bit cooler in here. I'm sorry I sent you down + to the ship on such a day as this.” + </p> + <p> + Mallet laughed good-naturedly. “I didn't mind it, sir, though 'tis a + powerful hot day, and the natives are all lying asleep in their huts; they + can't understand why us works as we do in the sun. Lord, sir! How I should + like to see old Kingsdown and Walmer Castle to-day, all a-white with snow. + I was born at Deal.” + </p> + <p> + Mary Cornell brought the old seaman a young coconut to drink, and her + husband added a little rum; Mallet tossed it off and then sat down. + </p> + <p> + “Well, sir, the ship is all right, and those chaps aboard seem content + enough. But I'm afeared that the worms are a-getting into her although she + is moored right abreast of the river. So I took it on me to tell Totten + and Harris to stay aboard whilst I came back to ask you if it wouldn't be + best for us to bring her right in to the fresh water, and moor her here, + right abreast o' the house. That'll kill any worms as has got into her + timbers. And we can tow her in the day after to-morrow, when there will be + a big tide.” + </p> + <p> + “You did quite right, Mallet. Very likely the worms have got into her + timbers in spite of her being abreast of the river's mouth. I should have + thought of this before.” + </p> + <p> + “Ah, Jack,” said his wife, with a smile, “we have thought too much of our + gold-getting and too little of the poor old <i>Ceres</i>.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, I shall think more of her now, Mary. And as the rains will be on us + in a few days—so the natives say—and we can do no more work + for three months, I think it will be as well for us to sail the <i>Ceres</i> + over to that chain of lagoon islands about thirty miles from here. I fear + to remain here during the wet season, on account of the fever.” + </p> + <p> + After further discussion it was decided that Jack and Mallet, with some + natives, should make an early start in the morning for their mining camp, + six miles away, at the foot of the range, and do a long, last day's work, + returning to the house on the following day. Meanwhile a message was to be + sent to Harris and Totten to bring the vessel into the creek as soon as + the tide served, which would be in forty-eight hours. Then, whilst she lay + for a week in the fresh water, so as to kill the suspected <i>teredo + navalis</i> worms, which Mallet feared had attacked her, she was to be + made ready for the short voyage of thirty miles over to a cluster of + islands enclosing a spacious lagoon, where Corwell intended to beach her + till the rainy season was over, when he would return to work a very + promising stream in another locality. Already he and his men, aided by the + natives, had, in the four months that had passed since they arrived, won + nearly five hundred ounces of gold, crude as were their appliances. + </p> + <p> + “Jack,” said his wife, “I think that, as you will be away all day and + night, to-morrow I shall go on board and see what I can do. I'll make the + men turn to and give the cabin a thorough overhauling. Marawa, the chiefs + wife, has given me a lot of sleeping-mats, and I shall throw those old + horrible flock mattresses overboard, and we shall have nice clean mats + instead to lie on.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + At daylight Mallet aroused the natives who were to accompany him and the + captain, and then told off two of them to make the boat ready for Mrs. + Corwell. Then he returned to the house and called out— + </p> + <p> + “The boat is ready, sir.” + </p> + <p> + “So am I, Mallet,” replied Mary, tying on her old-fashioned sun-hood. Then + she turned to her husband. “Jack, darling, this will be the very first + time in our married life that I have ever slept away from you, and it + shall be the last, too. But I <i>do</i> want to surprise you when you see + our cabin again.” + </p> + <p> + She put her lips up to him and kissed him half a dozen times. “There, + that's a good-night and good morning three times over. Now I'm ready.” + </p> + <p> + Corwell and Mallet walked down to the boat with her and saw her get in. + She kissed her hand to them and in a few minutes was out of sight. + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0005" id="link2H_4_0005"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + IV + </h2> + <p> + A light, cool breeze, which had set in at daylight, was blowing when Mary + Corwell boarded the <i>Ceres</i>. Totten and Harris met her at the + gangway, caps in hand. Poor Sam, their former shipmate, had died of fever + a month before. They were delighted to hear that she intended to remain on + board, and Harris at once told Miguel, the scoundrelly-faced Manila cook, + to get breakfast ready. + </p> + <p> + “And you must have your breakfast with me,” said Mary, “and after that you + must obey <i>my</i> orders. I am to be captain to-day.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + As she and the two seamen sat aft under the awning, at their breakfast, + Selak, the leading Malay, and his fellows squatted on the fore-hatch and + talked in whispers. + </p> + <p> + “I tell thee,” said Selak, “that I have seen it. On the evening of the day + when the man Sam died and was buried, I was sitting outside the house. It + was dark, and the Tuan Korwal thought I had returned to the ship. I crept + near and listened. They were speaking of what should be done with the dead + man's share of the gold. Then I looked through the cave side of the house, + and—dost remember that white basin of thine, Miguel?” + </p> + <p> + The Manila man nodded. + </p> + <p> + “The white woman, at a sign from her husband, went into the inner room and + brought it out and placed it on the table. It was full to the brim with + gold! and there was more in a bag!” + </p> + <p> + His listeners drew nearer to him, their dark eyes gleaming with avarice. + </p> + <p> + “Then the Tuan said, 'None of Sam's gold will I or my wife touch. Let it + be divided among you three. It is but fair.' + </p> + <p> + “They talked again, and then Mallet said to the Tuan, 'Captain, it shall + be as you wish. But let it all go together till the time comes for thee to + give us our share.' + </p> + <p> + “I watched the white woman take the basin and the bag, put them into a + box, and place the box in a hole in the ground in her sleeping-room. Then + I came away, for my heart was on fire with the wrong that hath been done + to us.” + </p> + <p> + He rose to his feet and peered round the corner of the galley. Mary and + the two seamen were eating very leisurely. + </p> + <p> + “Three of them are here now and will sleep aboard to-night. God hath given + them into our hands!” + </p> + <p> + “And what of the other two?—they are strong men,” asked a wizen, + monkey-faced Malay, nicknamed Nakoda (the captain). + </p> + <p> + “Bah! What is a giant if he sleeps and a kriss is swept across his throat, + or a spear is thrust into his back from behind? They, too, shall die as + quickly as these who sit near us. Now listen. But sit thou out on the + deck, Miguel, so that thou canst warn us if either of those accursed dogs + approach.” + </p> + <p> + The cook obeyed him silently. + </p> + <p> + “<i>This</i> it is to be. To-night these three here shall die in their + sleep, silently and without a sound. Then we, all but thou, Nakoda, shall + take the boat and go to the house. Both the Tuan and Mallet sleep heavily, + and”—he drew his hand swiftly across his tawny throat. + </p> + <p> + “And then?” queried Nakoda. + </p> + <p> + “And then the gold—the gold, or our share of which we have been + robbed—is ours, and the ship is ours, and I, Selak, will guide ye + all to Dobbo in the Aru Islands, where we shall be safe, and become great + men.” + </p> + <p> + “But,” muttered another man, “what if these black sons of Shaitan here of + the Island turn upon us after we have slain the white men?” + </p> + <p> + Selak laughed scornfully. “The sound of a gun terrifies them. They are + cowards, and will not seek to interfere with us.” + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + Night had fallen. The two white seamen, tired out with their day's work, + had spread their mats on the poop, and were sound in slumber. Below in the + cabin, the captain's wife lay reading by the light of a lamp; and Selak, + standing in the waist, could see its faint reflection shining through the + cabin door, which opened on to the main deck. Sitting on the fore-deck, + with their hands clutching their knives, his companions watched him. + </p> + <p> + At last the light was lowered, and Mary closed her eyes and slept. + </p> + <p> + The Malay waited patiently. One by one the remaining native fires on the + shore went out; and, presently, a chill gust of air swept down from the + mountains, and looking shoreward he saw that the sky to the eastward was + quickly darkening and hiding the stars—a heavy downpour of rain was + near. + </p> + <p> + He drew his kriss from its tortoiseshell sheath and felt the edge, made a + gesture to the crouching tigers for'ard, and then stepped lightly along + the deck to the open cabin door; the other four crept after him, then + stopped and waited—for less than a minute. + </p> + <p> + A faint, choking cry came from the cabin, and then Selak came out, his + kriss streaming with blood. + </p> + <p> + “It is done,” he whispered, and pointing to the poop he sprang up. + </p> + <p> + “Hi, there! what's the matter?” cried Totten, who had heard the feint cry; + and then, too late, he drew his pistol from his belt and fired—as + Selak's kriss plunged into his chest. Poor Harris was slaughtered ere he + had opened his eyes. + </p> + <p> + Spurning Totten's body with his naked foot, Selak cursed it. “Accursed + Christian dog! Would I could bring thee to life so that I might kill thee + again!” Then, as he heard the rushing hum of the coming rain squall, and + saw that the shore was hidden from view, as if a solid wall of white stone + had suddenly arisen between it and the ship, he grinned. + </p> + <p> + “Bah! what does it matter? Had it been a cannon instead of a pistol it + could scarce have been heard on the shore in such a din.” + </p> + <p> + Ordering the bodies of the two seamen to be thrown overboard, Selak, the + most courageous, entered the cabin, took a couple of muskets from the + rack, and some powder and ball from the mate's berth, and returning to his + followers, bade them bring the boat alongside. + </p> + <p> + “Throw the woman after them,” he cried to Nakoda, as the boat pushed off + into the darkness, just as the hissing rain began. “We shall return ere it + is dawn.” + </p> + <p> + Nakoda would have sprung over the side after the boat, but he feared the + sharks even more than Selak's kriss; so running for'ard, he crept into his + bunk and lay there, too terrified to move. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + Mallet and Corwell, with the natives, worked hard till near sunset, and + then ceased. + </p> + <p> + “There's nearly five ounces in that lot, Mallet,” said the captain, + pointing to two buckets of wash-dirt. “Let us have a bathe, and then get + something to eat before it is too dark.” + </p> + <p> + “The natives say we ought to get back to the house, sir, instead of + sleeping here tonight. They say a heavy storm is coming on, and we'll be + washed out of the camp.” + </p> + <p> + “Very well, Mallet I don't want to stay here, I can assure you. Tell them + to hurry up, then. Get the shovels and other gear, and let us start as + quickly as possible. It will take us a good three hours to get back to the + house.” + </p> + <p> + By sunset they started, walking in single file along the narrow, dangerous + mountain-path, a false step on which meant a fall of hundreds of feet. + </p> + <p> + Half-way down, the storm overtook them, but guided by the surefooted + natives they pressed steadily on, gained the level ground, and at last + reached the house about ten o'clock. + </p> + <p> + “Now that we have come so far we might as well go on board and give my + wife a surprise,” said Corwell to Mallet. “Look, the rain is taking off.” + </p> + <p> + “Not for long, sir. But if we start at once we may get aboard afore it + starts again.” + </p> + <p> + Two willing natives, wet and shivering as they were, quickly baled out a + canoe, and in a few minutes they were off, paddling down towards the sea. + But scarce had they gone a few hundred yards when another sudden downpour + of rain blotted out everything around them. But the natives paddled + steadily on amid the deafening roar; the river was wide, and there was no + danger of striking anything harder than the hanging branch of a tree or + the soft banks. + </p> + <p> + “I thought I heard voices just now,” shouted Mallet. + </p> + <p> + “Natives been out fishing,” replied Corwell. + </p> + <p> + As the canoe shot out through the mouth of the river into the open bay the + rain ceased as suddenly as it began, and the <i>Ceres</i> loomed up right + ahead. + </p> + <p> + “Don't hail them, Mallet. Let us go aboard quietly.” + </p> + <p> + They clambered up the side, the two natives following, and, wet and + dripping, entered the cabin. + </p> + <p> + Corwell stepped to the swinging lamp, which burnt dimly, and pricked up + the wick. His wife seemed to be sound asleep on the cushioned transom + locker. + </p> + <p> + “Mary,” he cried, “wake up, dearest. We—— ... Oh my + God,Mallet!” + </p> + <p> + He sprang to her side, and kneeling beside the still figure, placed his + hand on the blood-stained bosom. + </p> + <p> + “Dead! Dead! Murdered!” He rose to his feet, and stared wildly at Mallet, + swayed to and fro, and then fell heavily forward. + </p> + <p> + As the two natives stood at the cabin door, gazing in wondering horror at + the scene, they heard a splash. Nakoda had jumped overboard and was + swimming ashore. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + Long before dawn the native war-drums began to beat, and when Selak and + his fellow-murderers reached the mouth of the river they ran into a fleet + of canoes which waited for them. They fought like the tigers they were, + but were soon overcome and made prisoners, tied hand and foot, and carried + ashore to the “House of the Young Men.” The gold was taken care of by the + chief, who brought it on board to Corwell. + </p> + <p> + “When do these men die?” he asked, + </p> + <p> + “To-day,” replied Corwell huskily; “to-day, after I have buried my wife.” + </p> + <p> + On a little island just within the barrier reef, she was laid to rest, + with the never-ending cry of the surf for her requiem. + </p> + <p> + At sunset, Corwell and Mallet left the ship and landed at the village, and + as their feet touched the sand the war-drums broke out with deafening + clamour. They each carried a cutlass, and walked quickly through the + thronging natives to the “House of the Young Men.” + </p> + <p> + “Bring them out,” said Corwell hoarsely to the chief. + </p> + <p> + One by one Selak and his fellow-prisoners were brought out and placed on + their feet, the bonds that held them were cut, and their hands seized and + held widely apart. And then Corwell and Mallet thrust their cutlasses + through the cruel hearts. + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0006" id="link2H_4_0006"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + POISONOUS FISH OF THE PACIFIC ISLANDS + </h2> + <p> + Many years ago I was sent with a wrecking party of native seamen to take + possession of a Swedish barque which had gone ashore on the reef of one of + the Marshall Islands, in the North Pacific. My employers, who had bought + the vessel for £100, were in hopes that she might possibly be floated, + patched up, and brought to Sydney. However, on arriving at the island I + found that she was hopelessly bilged, so we at once set to work to strip + her of everything of value, especially her copper, which was new. It was + during these operations that I made acquaintance with both poisonous and + stinging fish. There were not more than sixty or seventy natives living on + the island, and some of these, as soon as we anchored in the lagoon, asked + me to caution my own natives—who came from various other Pacific + islands—not to eat any fish they might catch in the lagoon until + each one had been examined by a local man. I followed their injunction, + and for two or three weeks all went well; then came trouble. + </p> + <p> + I had brought down with me from Sydney a white carpenter—one of the + most obstinate, cross-grained old fellows that ever trod a deck, but an + excellent workman if humoured a little. At his own request he lived on + board the wrecked barque, instead of taking up his quarters on shore in + the native village with the rest of the wrecking party. One evening as I + was returning from the shore to the schooner—I always slept on board—I + saw the old man fishing from the waist of the wreck, for it was high tide, + and there was ten feet of water around the ship. I saw him excitedly haul + in a good-sized fish, and, hailing him, inquired how many he had caught, + and if he were sure they were not poisonous? He replied that he had caught + five, and that “there was nothin' the matter with them.” Knowing what a + self-willed, ignorant man he was, I thought I should have a look at the + fish and satisfy myself; so I ran the boat alongside and clambered on + board, followed by two of my native crew. The moment we opened the fishes' + mouths and looked down their throats we saw the infallible sign which + denoted their highly poisonous condition—a colouring of bright + orange with thin reddish-brown streaks. The old fellow grumbled + excessively when I told him to throw them overboard, and then somewhat + annoyed me by saying that all the talk about them being unsafe was bunkum. + He had, he said, caught and eaten just the same kind of fish at Vavau, in + the Tonga Islands, time and time again. It was no use arguing with such a + creature, so, after again warning him not to eat any fish of any kind + unless the natives “passed” them as non-poisonous, I left him and went on + board my own vessel. + </p> + <p> + We had supper rather later than usual that evening, and, as the mate and + myself were smoking on deck about nine o'clock, we heard four shots in + rapid succession fired from the wreck. Knowing that something was wrong, I + called a couple of hands, and in a few minutes was pulled on board, where + I found the old carpenter lying writhing in agony, his features presenting + a truly shocking and terrifying appearance. His revolver lay on the deck + near him—he had fired it to bring assistance. I need not here + describe the peculiarly drastic remedies adopted by the natives to save + the man's life. They at first thought the case was a hopeless one, but by + daylight the patient was out of danger. He was never able to turn to again + as long as we were on the island, and suffered from the effects of the + fish for quite two or three years. He had, he afterwards told me, made up + his mind to eat some of the fish that evening to show me that he was right + and I was wrong. + </p> + <p> + A few weeks after this incident myself and a native lad named Viri, who + was one of our crew and always my companion in fishing or shooting + excursions, went across the lagoon to some low sandy islets, where we were + pretty sure of getting a turtle or two. Viri's father and mother were + Samoans, but he had been born on Nassau Island, a lonely spot in the South + Pacific, where he had lived till he was thirteen years of age. He was now + fifteen, and a smarter, more cheerful, more intelligent native boy I had + never met. + </p> + <p> + His knowledge of bird and fish life was a never-ending source of pleasure + and instruction to me, and the late Earl of Pembroke and Sir William + Flower would have delighted in him. + </p> + <p> + It was dead low tide when we reached the islets, so taking our spears with + us we set out along the reef to look for turtle in the many deep and + winding pools which broke up the surface of the reef. After searching for + some time together without success, Viri left me and went off towards the + sea, I keeping to the inner side of the lagoon. Presently in a shallow + pool about ten feet in circumference I espied a small but exceedingly + beautiful fish. It was about four inches in length, and two and a half + inches in depth, and as it kept perfectly still I had time to admire its + brilliant hues—blue and yellow-banded sides with fins and tail + tipped with vivid crimson spots. Around the eyes were a number of dark + yellowish or orange-coloured rings, and the eyes themselves were large, + bright, and staring. It displayed no alarm at my presence, but presently + swam slowly to the side of the pool and disappeared under the coral ledge. + I determined to catch and examine the creature, and in a few minutes I + discovered it resting in such a position that I could grasp it with my + hand. I did so, and seizing it firmly by the back and belly, whipped it up + out of the water, but not before I felt several sharp pricks from its + fins. Holding it so as to study it closely, I suddenly dropped it in + disgust, as strange violent pains shot through my hand. In another two + minutes they had so increased in their intensity that I became alarmed and + shouted to Viri to come back. Certainly not more than five or ten minutes + elapsed before he was with me; to me it seemed ages, for by this time the + pain was excruciating. A look at the fish told him nothing; he had never + seen one like it before. How I managed to get back to the schooner and + live through the next five or six hours of agony I cannot tell. Twice I + fainted, and at times became delirious. The natives could do nothing for + me, but said that the pain would moderate before morning, especially if + the fish was dead. Had its fins struck into my foot instead of my hand I + should have died, they asserted; and then they told the mate and myself + that one day a mischievous boy who had speared one of these abominable + fish threw it at a young woman who was standing some distance away. It + struck her on the foot, the spines penetrating a vein, and the poor girl + died in terrible agony on the following day. By midnight the pain I was + enduring began to moderate, though my hand and arm were swollen to double + the proper size, and a splitting headache kept me awake till daylight. The + shock to the system affected me for quite a week afterward. + </p> + <p> + During many subsequent visits to the Marshall Group our crews were always + cautioned by the people of the various islands about eating fish or + shell-fish without submitting them to local examination. In the Radack + chain of this widely spread out archipelago we found that the lagoons were + comparatively free from poisonous fish, while the Ralick lagoons were + infested with them, quite 30 per cent, being highly dangerous at all times + of the year, and nearly 50 per cent at other seasons. Jaluit Lagoon was, + and is now, notorious for its poisonous fish. It is a curious fact that + fish of a species which you may eat with perfect safety, say, in the + middle of the month, will be pronounced by the expert natives to be + dangerous a couple of weeks later, and that in a “school” of pink rock + bream numbering many hundreds some may have their poison highly developed, + others in but a minor degree, whilst many may be absolutely free from the + taint. In the year 1889 the crew of a large German ship anchored in one of + the Marshall Islands caught some very large and handsome fish of the bream + kind, and the resident natives pronounced them “good.” Three or four days + later some more were taken, and the cook did not trouble to ask native + opinion. The result was that eight or nine men were taken seriously ill, + and for some time the lives of several were despaired of. Two of them had + not recovered the use of their hands and feet at the end of ten weeks, and + their faces, especially the eyes and mouth, seemed to be permanently, + though slightly distorted. All the men agreed in one particular, that at + midday they suffered most—agonising cramps, accompanied by shooting + pains in the head and continuous vomiting to the point of exhaustion, + these symptoms being very pronounced during the first week or eight days + after the fish had been eaten. + </p> + <p> + That kind-hearted and unfortunate officer, Commodore J. G. Goodenough, + took an interest in the poisonous and stinging fish of the Pacific + Islands, and one day showed me, preserved in spirits of wine, a specimen + of the dreaded <i>no'u</i> fish of the Hervey Group—one of the most + repulsive-looking creatures it is possible to imagine out of a child's + fairy book. The deadly poison which this fish ejects is contained in a + series of sacs at the base of the spines, and the commodore intended to + submit it to an analyist. By a strange coincidence this gallant seaman a + few months afterwards died from the effects of a poisoned arrow shot into + his side by the natives of Nukapu, one of the Santa Cruz group of islands. + </p> + <p> + This <i>no'u</i> however, which is the <i>nofu</i> of the Samoans, and is + widely known throughout Polynesia, and Melanesia under different names, + does not disguise its deadly character under a beautiful exterior like the + stinging fish of Micronesia, which I have described above. The <i>nofu</i> + which is also met with on the coasts of Australia, is a devil undisguised, + and belongs to the angler family. Like the octopus or the death-adder (<i>Acanthopis + antarctica</i>) of Australia, he can assimilate his colour to his + environment. His hideous wrinkled head, with his staring goggle eyes, are + often covered with fine wavy seaweed, which in full-grown specimens + sometimes extends right down the back to the tail. From the top of the + upper jaw, along the back and sides, are scores of needle-pointed spines, + every one of which is a machine for the ejection of the venom contained at + the root. As the creature lies hidden in a niche of coral awaiting its + prey—it is a voracious feeder—it cannot be distinguished + except by the most careful scrutiny; then you may see that under the + softly waving and suspended piece of seaweed (as you imagine it to be) + there are fins and a tail. And, as the <i>nofu</i> has a huge mouth, which + is carefully concealed by a fringe of apparently harmless seaweed or other + marine growth, he snaps up every unfortunate small fish which comes near + him. In the Pacific Islands the <i>nofu</i> (<i>i.e.</i>, “the waiting one + “) is generally a dark brown, inclining to black, with splashes or + blotches of orange, or marbled red and grey. In Australian waters—I + have caught them in the Parramatta river, Port Jackson—they are + invariably either a dark brown or a horrid, dulled yellow. + </p> + <p> + Despite its poison-injecting apparatus this fish is eaten by the natives + of the Society, Hervey, and Paumotu groups of islands, in the South + Pacific, where its flesh is considered a delicacy. It is prepared for + cookery by being skinned, in which operation the venomous sacks are + removed. In 1882, when I was living on the island of Peru in the Gilbert + Group (the Francis Island of the Admiralty charts), a Chinese trader there + constantly caught them in the lagoon and ate them in preference to any + other fish. Here in Peru the <i>nofu</i> would bury itself in the soft + sand and watch for its prey, and could always be taken with a hook. And + yet in Eastern Polynesia and in the Equatorial Islands of the Pacific many + deaths have occurred through the sting of this fish, children invariably + succumbing to tetanus within twenty-four hours of being stung. + </p> + <p> + A little more about poisonous fish, <i>i.e.</i>, fish which at one time of + the year are good and palatable food and at others deadly. In the lagoon + island of Nukufetau (the “De Peyster Island” of the charts), where the + writer lived for twelve months, the fish both within the lagoon and + outside the barrier reef became highly poisonous at certain times of the + year. Flying-fish (which were never caught inside the lagoon) would be + safe to eat if taken on the lee side of the island, dangerous, or at least + doubtful, if taken on the weather side; <i>manini</i>, a small striped + fish much relished by the natives, would be safe to eat if caught on the + reef on the western side of the island, slightly poisonous if taken four + miles away on the inside shore of the eastern islets encompassing the + lagoon. Sharks captured outside the reef, if eaten, would produce symptoms + of poisoning—vomiting, excessive purging, and tetanus in a modified + form; if caught inside the reef and eaten no ill effects would follow. + Crayfish on one side of the lagoon were safe; three miles away they were + highly impregnated with this mysterious poison, the origin of which has + not yet been well defined by scientists. + </p> + <p> + <br /><br /> + </p> +<pre xml:space="preserve"> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of John Corwell, Sailor And Miner; and, +Poisonous Fish, by Louis Becke + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK JOHN CORWELL, SAILOR AND *** + +***** This file should be named 24446-h.htm or 24446-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/4/4/4/24446/ + +Produced by David Widger + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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