Across the Spanish Main Part 8

A few moments later they came upon Leigh, accompanied by a seaman carrying a large bag, which seemed to be well filled, and gave promise of a few savoury meals in the immediate future.

Roger at once gave him Mr Cavendish's orders to rea.s.semble the men, and then asked him how far he had succeeded in his hunting.

"Oh, very well, Roger!" replied Leigh. "I have nearly filled the bag, as you may see, and some of the birds are fine big fellows, and should be excellent eating. At any rate we will sample them at mess this evening. But I must be off and get the men together. As you two have liberty until we start for the s.h.i.+p, you may take this musket and ammunition, if you like, and try to shoot something on your own account.

One's own shooting always tastes best, I am told," he added with a laugh, as he prepared to return. "But I should not wander too far away, if I were you," he advised. "We do not know the place as yet, and there may be dangers that we are not aware of; so be careful."

The lads thanked Mr Leigh for the loan of the musket, and the lieutenant disappeared to collect the men, telling the lads that he would sound the trumpet if they were not in sight when it was time to return to the s.h.i.+ps.

"Now," said Roger, when Leigh had disappeared, "where are we to go, Harry?"

"Do you remember that ledge of rocks that we saw this morning?" asked Harry! "Well, we noticed quite a number of caves among them; what say you to going and having a look at them?"

"Agreed, my friend!" said Roger. "But can we get to them, I wonder, from here, without going back to the beach and walking all the way round?"

"Oh, yes! I think so," answered Harry. "I believe I remember how they lie, and in what direction; and if we bear away to the left here it will bring us to them, no doubt."

So the two turned off, and presently found another opening in the brush, through which they went.

"It appears to me," said Roger presently, "as though someone had been along this way before us. See, some of the small branches are broken, and the growth beneath our feet seems to have been recently trodden. I expect we shall find that some of our men have been here before us, perhaps to look at those same caves themselves. If so, we can warn them to return immediately; and if they are in front of us it will give us a little longer, as it will take them some considerable time to get back to the boats from here."

Thus rea.s.sured in their own minds--for there was always the danger of savages to consider,--they pressed on, but saw no further signs of the men whom they imagined to be in front of them.

"It is possible," said Harry, his thoughts still dwelling upon the matter, "that if they have gone this way they are still at the caves.

Or they may have gone back along the beach; for that, I suppose, is the nearest way of return. And if so, we shall not meet any of them coming this way; but we may overtake them."

They had gone but a little distance farther when Roger looked up suddenly.

"Harry, I heard something whistle past my head a moment ago," said he.

"Nonsense!" responded Harry. "What you heard was one of those small creatures they call 'humming-birds' flying past your ear."

"I am certain it was not," retorted Roger. "If it had been, I should have seen as well as heard him, and--why, there it is again!"

"Yes, you are right, Roger; I heard it myself that time. I wonder what it can be?" exclaimed Harry.

"I don't know," said Roger, "but it sounds very queer. Let us push on, or we shall have no time to explore those caves."

They pushed forward for some little distance, and again heard, more than once, the same peculiar sibilant sound, as of something flying past them with great velocity; but they saw nothing, and could not account for the occurrence at all.

Suddenly Harry, who was behind, whispered to Roger: "Do not appear to take any notice, Roger, at present; but I distinctly saw the head of a savage peering at us from behind a tree when I turned my head just now, and I believe that what we heard was the sound of arrows flying past us.

I should not be greatly surprised to find that there is quite a crowd of natives round us, and the only wonder to me is that we have not yet been hit. Now, we must press on and endeavour to reach the shelter of the caves, and there defend ourselves, if necessary, until a.s.sistance comes. It is useless to think of retreating by the way we have come; we should only be ambushed. Ah! I see two more faces looking at us over there in the bush. We had better make haste; but we only need walk a little faster. It will never do to run, or they will see that we have discovered them, and in that case they will attack us at once, and we shall have no chance here. By the way, is that musket loaded?"

"Yes," replied Roger. "It was loaded when Leigh handed it to me; for I remember that, after the discharge we heard which led us to him, he was loading as we came up, and he did not fire again."

"Very well," said Harry, "we had better for the present trust to our swords; we must reserve the musket until the last. And you had better drop a few more bullets in, so that it will do as much execution as possible when we fire. And I trust to Heaven that the report may bring some of our men up. But it will not do that if we fire now, as they will merely think we are shooting game. If we fire from the caves they will know there is no game there to shoot at, and it may attract their attention."

The two lads now moved as fast as they thought consistent with safety, and, to their great relief, at length perceived an opening in the trees, and got a glimpse of the sea beyond. A few minutes later they emerged on the beach, and found themselves quite close to the caves.

Then, having a clear ground, they took to their heels and ran as hard as they could for the nearest cave.

As they started to run, a chorus of savage yells broke on their ears, and what they had quite antic.i.p.ated happened. The natives had at last left cover and were pursuing them at the top of their speed.

Roger and Harry, unaccustomed to running in sand, moved but slowly, and the savages gradually began to overhaul them. They were not far from the caves by this time, however, and presently they gained the entrance to one of them some fifty yards ahead of their pursuers.

As soon as they were safely inside, Roger turned, and, raising the musket to his shoulder, discharged the piece point-blank into the midst of the nearest group of running savages.

It was a lucky discharge, and the extra bullets that they had put in, scattering as they flew, had almost the effect of a round of grape-shot, dropping no fewer than four of the blacks. It did not check their rush, however, and there was no time to reload before the howling, yelling mob were upon them.

Roger and Harry had at once taken up positions, one on each side of the entrance to the cave, allowing themselves sufficient room to avoid striking each other with the blades of their long swords, which, with the now useless musket, were all the weapons they had.

The savages came at them with a rush, stabbing furiously with their spears, and forced on by those behind, who feared to use their bows and arrows at such close quarters lest they should hit their companions.

The long sword-blades, however, rose and fell untiringly, flas.h.i.+ng in the sunlight, now parrying a spear-thrust, and anon making a sweeping cut, and with every blow at least one savage had cause to regret his temerity.

The natives, however, had numbers on their side, the sound replacing the fallen until quite a heap of dead and wounded began to grow at the entrance to the cave.

They were likewise growing chary of those long blades of steel that hewed through s.h.i.+eld and spear-haft as though they had been paper.

At length one of the natives stooped down and picked up the dead body of a fallen comrade, held it before him as a s.h.i.+eld, and rushed toward the defenders of the cave, and as Harry thrust at him he flung the body full upon the sword's point, where it remained impaled, dragging Harry's weapon from his grip. The man then lunged savagely with his spear, but Roger's wary eye was on him, and the fraction of a second before the spear left the fellow's grasp the sword flashed and fell, and the savage stood looking stupidly for a moment at the arm still grasping the spear, that had fallen at his feet, ere he himself sank, groaning, to the ground.

Harry shouted his thanks across to Roger, and drew his sword out of the impaled body with some difficulty, determined not to be so tricked again, and once more the battle went furiously on, the savages surging madly about the cave's mouth, and the two lads straining every nerve to keep their stronghold inviolate.

"I wonder," gasped Roger, "how long it will be before Leigh collects all the men, and, missing us, sends out a search-party?"

"They should all be mustered long before this," replied his companion.

"You must remember that it took us some time to reach this place, and Leigh started to look for the men directly we left him. Hark! there goes the trumpet for our recall, unless I am mistaken. Did you not hear it?"

"I think I heard something," answered Roger. "If it was indeed the trumpet, it means that Leigh has collected all the men and only waits for us; and he will not wait long before sending in search of us, because of the captain's orders to return on board as quickly as possible. If we could but find time to reload the musket and discharge it again, Leigh might possibly hear the report, and it would show him where to look for us."

"That is true," agreed Harry. "Now, Roger, leave me to defend the cave-mouth alone, and try to load the piece; the discharge may bring down the men, and if you load, as we did last time, with plenty of bullets, we shall do the enemy some considerable damage at the same time."

It was no time for arguing. Roger therefore did as Harry had suggested, and, leaving the defence of the cave to his friend, grasped the musket and loaded it with frantic haste.

Seeing one of the defenders apparently retreating, the natives at once redoubled their onslaught, and spears came whizzing through the air, thick as falling autumn leaves.

The long blade, however, still flashed untiringly hither and thither, and the cave remained untaken.

"Hasten, Roger!" cried Harry. "I cannot much longer keep these fellows off unaided."

"Coming, lad," shouted Roger in return.

A huge native at this moment forced himself to the front and engaged Harry at close quarters, and, tired as he was, the boy knew his strength must soon fail. He responded gallantly, however, and drove the man back for an instant; but, with a cry like that of a furious beast, the fellow again leapt at him, and, beating down the sword-point, bore the lad to the ground, at once shortening his spear to pin him to the earth.

Poor Harry closed his eyes, and for a moment experienced all the bitterness of death. But it was for a moment only. The weight suddenly rolled from his chest, and, opening his eyes, he saw Roger pulling his reeking blade from the savage's body. Then, dropping his sword, Roger raised the musket to his shoulder and fired into the thick of the group of natives.

With the report came a hearty English cheer as Leigh and a couple of dozen well-armed sailors rushed round a bend in the beach.

"Lie down! lie down!" roared Leigh, and as the two lads flung themselves to the floor of the cave, a storm of bullets whizzed over them that at once accounted for ten of the savages.