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by Robert Louis Stevenson

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My Shore Adventure


How My Shore Adventure Began



THE appearance of the island when I came on deck next morning


was altogether changed. Although the breeze had now utterly


ceased, we had made a great deal of way during the night and


were now lying becalmed about half a mile to the south-east


of the low eastern coast. Grey-coloured woods covered a large part


of the surface. This even tint was indeed broken up by streaks


of yellow sand-break in the lower lands, and by many tall trees


of the pine family, out-topping the others--some singly, some in


clumps; but the general colouring was uniform and sad.


The hills ran up clear above the vegetation in spires of naked rock.


All were strangely shaped, and the Spy-glass, which was by three


or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the


strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side


and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue






The HISPANIOLA was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell.


The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging


to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping


like a manufactory. I had to cling tight to the backstay,


and the world turned giddily before my eyes, for though I was


a good enough sailor when there was way on, this standing still


and being rolled about like a bottle was a thing I never learned


to stand without a qualm or so, above all in the morning, on an


empty stomach.




Perhaps it was this--perhaps it was the look of the island,


with its grey, melancholy woods, and wild stone spires,


and the surf that we could both see and hear foaming and


thundering on the steep beach--at least, although the sun shone


bright and hot, and the shore birds were fishing and crying


all around us, and you would have thought anyone would have


been glad to get to land after being so long at sea, my heart sank,


as the saying is, into my boots; and from the first look onward,


I hated the very thought of Treasure Island.




We had a dreary morning's work before us, for there was no sign


of any wind, and the boats had to be got out and manned, and the


ship warped three or four miles round the corner of the island


and up the narrow passage to the haven behind Skeleton Island.


I volunteered for one of the boats, where I had, of course,


no business. The heat was sweltering, and the men grumbled


fiercely over their work. Anderson was in command of my boat,


and instead of keeping the crew in order, he grumbled as loud as


the worst.




"Well," he said with an oath, "it's not forever."




I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had


gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight


of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.




All the way in, Long John stood by the steersman and conned


the ship. He knew the passage like the palm of his hand, and


though the man in the chains got everywhere more water


than was down in the chart, John never hesitated once.




"There's a strong scour with the ebb," he said, "and this here


passage has been dug out, in a manner of speaking, with a spade."




We brought up just where the anchor was in the chart, about a third


of a mile from each shore, the mainland on one side and


Skeleton Island on the other. The bottom was clean sand.


The plunge of our anchor sent up clouds of birds wheeling


and crying over the woods, but in less than a minute


they were down again and all was once more silent.




The place was entirely land-locked, buried in woods, the trees


coming right down to high-water mark, the shores mostly flat,


and the hilltops standing round at a distance in a sort of


amphitheatre, one here, one there. Two little rivers, or rather


two swamps, emptied out into this pond, as you might call it;


and the foliage round that part of the shore had a kind of poisonous


brightness. From the ship we could see nothing of the house


or stockade, for they were quite buried among trees; and if it


had not been for the chart on the companion, we might have been


the first that had ever anchored there since the island arose out


of the seas.




There was not a breath of air moving, nor a sound but that


of the surf booming half a mile away along the beaches and


against the rocks outside. A peculiar stagnant smell hung over the


anchorage--a smell of sodden leaves and rotting tree trunks.


I observed the doctor sniffing and sniffing, like someone tasting a


bad egg.




"I don't know about treasure," he said, "but I'll stake my wig


there's fever here."




If the conduct of the men had been alarming in the boat,


it became truly threatening when they had come aboard.


They lay about the deck growling together in talk. The slightest


order was received with a black look and grudgingly and carelessly


obeyed. Even the honest hands must have caught the infection,


for there was not one man aboard to mend another.


Mutiny, it was plain, hung over us like a thunder-cloud.




And it was not only we of the cabin party who perceived the


danger. Long John was hard at work going from group to group,


spending himself in good advice, and as for example no man could


have shown a better. He fairly outstripped himself in willingness


and civility; he was all smiles to everyone. If an order were given,


John would be on his crutch in an instant, with the cheeriest


"Aye, aye, sir!" in the world; and when there was nothing else


to do, he kept up one song after another, as if to conceal the


discontent of the rest.




Of all the gloomy features of that gloomy afternoon, this


obvious anxiety on the part of Long John appeared the worst.




We held a council in the cabin.




"Sir," said the captain, "if I risk another order, the whole ship'll


come about our ears by the run. You see, sir, here it is.


I get a rough answer, do I not? Well, if I speak back, pikes will


be going in two shakes; if I don't, Silver will see there's something


under that, and the game's up. Now, we've only one man to rely






"And who is that?" asked the squire.




"Silver, sir," returned the captain; "he's as anxious as you and I


to smother things up. This is a tiff; he'd soon talk 'em out of it


if he had the chance, and what I propose to do is to give him


the chance. Let's allow the men an afternoon ashore. If they all go,


why we'll fight the ship. If they none of them go, well then,


we hold the cabin, and God defend the right. If some go,


you mark my words, sir, Silver'll bring 'em aboard again as mild


as lambs."




It was so decided; loaded pistols were served out to all the sure


men; Hunter, Joyce, and Redruth were taken into our confidence


and received the news with less surprise and a better spirit


than we had looked for, and then the captain went on deck


and addressed the crew.




"My lads," said he, "we've had a hot day and are all tired


and out of sorts. A turn ashore'll hurt nobody-- the boats are still


in the water; you can take the gigs, and as many as please


may go ashore for the afternoon. I'll fire a gun half an hour


before sundown."




I believe the silly fellows must have thought they would break


their shins over treasure as soon as they were landed, for they all


came out of their sulks in a moment and gave a cheer that started


the echo in a far-away hill and sent the birds once more flying


and squalling round the anchorage.




The captain was too bright to be in the way. He whipped out of


sight in a moment, leaving Silver to arrange the party, and I fancy


it was as well he did so. Had he been on deck, he could no longer


so much as have pretended not to understand the situation.


It was as plain as day. Silver was the captain, and a mighty


rebellious crew he had of it. The honest hands--and I was soon


to see it proved that there were such on board--must have been


very stupid fellows. Or rather, I suppose the truth was this,


that all hands were disaffected by the example of the ringleaders--


only some more, some less; and a few, being good fellows


in the main, could neither be led nor driven any further.


It is one thing to be idle and skulk and quite another to take a ship


and murder a number of innocent men.




At last, however, the party was made up. Six fellows were to stay


on board, and the remaining thirteen, including Silver,


began to embark.




Then it was that there came into my head the first of the


mad notions that contributed so much to save our lives.


If six men were left by Silver, it was plain our party could not take


and fight the ship; and since only six were left, it was equally plain


that the cabin party had no present need of my assistance.


It occurred to me at once to go ashore. In a jiffy I had slipped


over the side and curled up in the fore-sheets of the nearest boat,


and almost at the same moment she shoved off.




No one took notice of me, only the bow oar saying, "Is that you,


Jim? Keep your head down." But Silver, from the other boat,


looked sharply over and called out to know if that were me;


and from that moment I began to regret what I had done.




The crews raced for the beach, but the boat I was in,


having some start and being at once the lighter and the better


manned, shot far ahead of her consort, and the bow had struck


among the shore-side trees and I had caught a branch


and swung myself out and plunged into the nearest thicket


while Silver and the rest were still a hundred yards behind.




"Jim, Jim!" I heard him shouting.




But you may suppose I paid no heed; jumping, ducking,


and breaking through, I ran straight before my nose


till I could run no longer.



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