DOI Heft:
March 25, 1882
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17752#0150
March 25, 1882.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI
l
OUR BOYS’
NOVELIST.
BEIXG STORIES OF WILD SPORT AND'STIRRING ADVENTURE, FOR THE AMUSEM.ENT AND INSTRUCTION OF
THE YOUTHS OF ALL NATIONS.
FEARFUL FATE OF THE LAST OF THE HAZ PIRATES.
YOUNG HARRY ■
OR,
WITH THE HAZ PIRATES FROM THE HEBRIDES TO THE HAVANNAS.
[By the Author of “ The Madcap Middies, and the Menniaque Indians of tlie Strait West Coast.”)
CHAP. Y.
A PERILOUS ESCAPE.
“ ’It ’im ! ’it ’tm too ! ’it ’eaps on ’em ! ”
■cried Haeey, as, in liis excitement, he
dropped an Haz Pirate at eaeh shot of his
revolver.
.Jack and Sambo now hurried to their
friend’s assistanee, discharging their pistols
! in every direction.
In the confnsion cansed hy the smoke, a.nd
: the sndden discomfitnre of the Pirates,
| Hakky seized Cachttca in his arms, and,
| followed by Jack hearing Datsy, joined
Sambo at the entrance of the cave, which
j they now diseovered, for the first time, was
i some hnndred feet above the sea-shore.
How to descend ?
“ The plan is easy,” said Hatiry, “Let
us form onrselves into a line, and then drop
ourselves over gradually.”
The noble high-spirited girls consented to
lower themselves for this once.
Then, as they reached the shore, they gave
a hearty cheer, whichwaseehoed hy a yellof
despair from the Pirates above, as each one
of thern, in a fit of hopeless rage, absolutely
changed colour and hecame a vivid yeller.
“ Mine ! Mine for ever ! ” eried Harry
and Jack, as they embraced Cachuca and
Daisy respectfully.
“ Hush ! ” said Sambo, who had got his ear
to the ground, and was listening intently.
A strange sonnd fell on their ears.
Was it the sound of a fish ?
No : of a dog.
Sambo, creepiug on his hands and knees,
beekoned them to follow him.
CHAP. VI.
FLIGHT AND PURSUIT.
An old man in the dress of a Buceaneer
was seated by a Pirate Ship, on whose black
hull was painted the death’s-head and cross-
hones. Sambo pointed as he whispered to the
others, “ It was him cofiin we heard.”
“ He seems to he an oM sea-dog,” muttered
Harry.
“ And that ’s his harque,” replied Jack.
“ Secure him ! and the ship is ours,” cried
Harry.
The old man started to his feet, with a
sword in one band and a pistol in the other,
when, on seeing Cachuca, he threw all his
arms in the air, and nttered a lond cry of sur-
prise and joy, while Cachuca turned deadly
pale, and would have fallen but for Harry.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI
l
OUR BOYS’
NOVELIST.
BEIXG STORIES OF WILD SPORT AND'STIRRING ADVENTURE, FOR THE AMUSEM.ENT AND INSTRUCTION OF
THE YOUTHS OF ALL NATIONS.
FEARFUL FATE OF THE LAST OF THE HAZ PIRATES.
YOUNG HARRY ■
OR,
WITH THE HAZ PIRATES FROM THE HEBRIDES TO THE HAVANNAS.
[By the Author of “ The Madcap Middies, and the Menniaque Indians of tlie Strait West Coast.”)
CHAP. Y.
A PERILOUS ESCAPE.
“ ’It ’im ! ’it ’tm too ! ’it ’eaps on ’em ! ”
■cried Haeey, as, in liis excitement, he
dropped an Haz Pirate at eaeh shot of his
revolver.
.Jack and Sambo now hurried to their
friend’s assistanee, discharging their pistols
! in every direction.
In the confnsion cansed hy the smoke, a.nd
: the sndden discomfitnre of the Pirates,
| Hakky seized Cachttca in his arms, and,
| followed by Jack hearing Datsy, joined
Sambo at the entrance of the cave, which
j they now diseovered, for the first time, was
i some hnndred feet above the sea-shore.
How to descend ?
“ The plan is easy,” said Hatiry, “Let
us form onrselves into a line, and then drop
ourselves over gradually.”
The noble high-spirited girls consented to
lower themselves for this once.
Then, as they reached the shore, they gave
a hearty cheer, whichwaseehoed hy a yellof
despair from the Pirates above, as each one
of thern, in a fit of hopeless rage, absolutely
changed colour and hecame a vivid yeller.
“ Mine ! Mine for ever ! ” eried Harry
and Jack, as they embraced Cachuca and
Daisy respectfully.
“ Hush ! ” said Sambo, who had got his ear
to the ground, and was listening intently.
A strange sonnd fell on their ears.
Was it the sound of a fish ?
No : of a dog.
Sambo, creepiug on his hands and knees,
beekoned them to follow him.
CHAP. VI.
FLIGHT AND PURSUIT.
An old man in the dress of a Buceaneer
was seated by a Pirate Ship, on whose black
hull was painted the death’s-head and cross-
hones. Sambo pointed as he whispered to the
others, “ It was him cofiin we heard.”
“ He seems to he an oM sea-dog,” muttered
Harry.
“ And that ’s his harque,” replied Jack.
“ Secure him ! and the ship is ours,” cried
Harry.
The old man started to his feet, with a
sword in one band and a pistol in the other,
when, on seeing Cachuca, he threw all his
arms in the air, and nttered a lond cry of sur-
prise and joy, while Cachuca turned deadly
pale, and would have fallen but for Harry.