MY DANISH SWEETHEART
A Novel
BY W. CLARK RUSSELL
AUTHOR OF 'THE WRECK OF THE GROSVENOR,' 'THE LIFE OF ADMIRAL LORDCOLLINGWOOD,' 'A MARRIAGE AT SEA,' ETC., ETC.
IN THREE VOLUMES
VOL. II.
Methuen & Co.
18, BURY STREET, LONDON, W.C.
1891
[All rights reserved]
CONTENTS OF VOL. II.
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I. | THE 'EARLY MORN' | 1 |
| II. | HEADING SOUTH | 32 |
| III. | A 'LONGSHORE QUARREL | 60 |
| IV. | A SAILOR'S DEATH | 92 |
| V. | THE END OF THE 'EARLY MORN' | 116 |
| VI. | CAPTAIN JOPPA BUNTING | 145 |
| VII. | ON BOARD 'THE LIGHT OF THE WORLD' | 177 |
| VIII. | A CREW OF MALAYS | 210 |
| IX. | BUNTING'S FORECASTLE FARE | 241 |
MY DANISH SWEETHEART
CHAPTER I.
THE 'EARLY MORN.'
I told my story, and the three fellows listened attentively. Their eyesglowed in the lamplight as they stared at me. The weak wind raised apleasant buzzing noise at the cutwater, and the lugger stole in floatinglaunches through the gloom over the long invisible heave of the Atlanticswell.
'Ah!' said the helmsman, when I had made an end, 'we heerd of that thereTintrenale lifeboat job when we was at Penzance. An' so you was hercoxswain?'
'Were the people of the boat drowned?' cried I eagerly. 'Can you give meany news of them?'
'No, sir,' he answered; 'there was no particulars to hand when wesailed. All that we larnt was that a lifeboat had been stove alongside avessel in Tintrenale Bay; and little wonder, tew, says I to my mateswhen I heerd it. Never remember the like of such a night as that there.'
'What was the name of the Dane again?' said one of the fellows seatedopposite me, as he lighted a short clay pipe by the flame of a matchthat he dexterously shielded from the wind in his hand as though hisfist was a lantern.
'The Anine,' I answered.
'A bit of a black barque, warn't she?' he continued. 'Capt'n with smalleyes and a beard like a goat! Why, yes! it'll be that there barque,Tommy, that slipped two year ago. Pigsears Hall and Stickenup Adams andme had a nice little job along with her.'
'You are quite right,' said Helga, in a low voice; 'I was on board thevessel at the time. The captain was my father.'
'Oh, indeed, mum!' said