"I have some papers here," said my friend Sherlock Holmes as we sat
one winter's night on either side of the fire, "which I really think,
Watson, that it would be worth your while to glance over. These are the
documents in the extraordinary case of the Gloria Scott, and this is the
message which struck Justice of the Peace Trevor dead with horror when he
He had picked from a drawer a little tarnished cylinder, and. undoing
the tape, he handed me a short note scrawled upon a half-sheet of
The supply of game for London is going steadily up [it
ran]. Head-keeper Hudson, we believe, has been now told to
receive all orders for fly-paper and for preservation of your hen-pheasant's life.
As I glanced up from reading this enigmatical message, I saw Holmes
chuckling at the expression upon my face.
"You look a little bewildered," said he.
"I cannot see how such a message as this could inspire horror. It
seems to me to be rather grotesque than otherwise."
"Very likely. Yet the fact remains that the reader, who was a fine,
robust old man, was knocked clean down by it as if it had been the butt
end of a pistol."
"You arouse my curiosity," said I. "But why did you say just now that
there were very particular reasons why I should study this case?"
"Because it was the first in which I was ever engaged."
I had often endeavoured to elicit from my companion what had first
turned his mind in the direction of criminal research, but had never
caught him before in a communicative humour. Now he sat forward in his
armchair and spread out the documents upon his knees. Then he lit his pipe
and sat for some time smoking and turning them over.
"You never heard me talk of Victor Trevor?" he asked. "He was the
only friend I made during the two years I was at college. I was never a
very sociable fellow, Watson, always rather fond of moping in my rooms and
working out my own little methods of thought, so that I never mixed much
with the men of my year. Bar fencing and boxing I had few athletic tastes,
and then my line of study was quite distinct from that of the other
fellows, so that we had no points of contact at all. Trevor was the only
man I knew, and that only through the accident of his bull terrier
freezing on to my ankle one morning as I went down to chapel.
"It was a prosaic way of forming a friendship, but it was effective.
I was laid by the heels for ten days, and Trevor used to come in to
inquire after me. At first it was only a minute's chat but soon his visits
lengthened, and before the end of the term we were close friends. He was a
hearty, full-blooded fellow, full of spirits and energy, the very opposite
to me in most respects, but we had some subjects in common, and it was a
bond of union when I found that he was as friendless as I. Finally he
invited me down to his father's place at Donnithorpe, in Norfolk, and I
accepted his hospitality for a month of the long vacation.
"Old Trevor was evidently a man of some wealth and consideration, a
J. P., and a landed proprietor. Donnithorpe is a little hamlet just to the
north of Langmere, in the country of the Broads. The house was an
old-fashioned, widespread, oak-beamed brick building, with a fine
lime-lined avenue leading up to it. There was excellent wild-duck shooting
in the fens, remarkably good fishing, a small but select library, taken
over, as I under-stood, from a former occupant, and a tolerable cook, so
that he would be a fastidious man who could not put in a pleasant month
"Trevor senior was a widower, and my friend his only son.
"There had been a daughter, I heard, but she had died of diphtheria
while on a visit to Birmingham. The father interested me extremely. He was
a man of little culture, but with a considerable amount of rude strength,
both physically and mentally. He knew hardly any books, but he had
travelled far, had seen much of the world, and had remembered all that he
had learned. In person he was a thick-set, burly man with a shock of
grizzled hair, a brown, weather-beaten face, and blue eyes which were keen
to the verge of fierceness. Yet he had a reputation for kindness and
charity on the countryside, and was noted for the leniency of his
sentences from the bench.
"One evening, shortly after my arrival, we were sitting over a glass
of port after dinner, when young Trevor began to talk about those habits
of observation and inference which I had already formed into a system,
although I had not yet appreciated the part which they were to play in my
life. The old man evidently thought that his son was exaggerating in his
description of one or two trivial feats which I had performed.
" 'Come, now, Mr. Holmes,' said he, laughing good-humouredly. 'I'm an
excellent subject, if you can deduce any-thing from me.'
" 'I fear there is not very much,' I answered. 'I might suggest that
you have gone about in fear of some personal attack within the last
"The laugh faded from his lips, and he stared at me in great
" 'Well, that's true enough,' said he. 'You know, Victor,' turning to
his son, 'when we broke up that poaching gang they swore to knife us, and
Sir Edward Holly has actually been attacked. I've always been on my guard
since then, though I have no idea how you know it.'
" 'You have a very handsome stick,' I answered. 'By the inscription I
observed that you had not had it more than a year. But you have taken some
pains to bore the head of it and pour melted lead into the hole so as to
make it a formidable weapon. I argued that you would not take such
precautions unless you had some danger to fear.'
" 'Anything else?' he asked, smiling.
" 'You have boxed a good deal in your youth.'
" 'Right again. How did you know it? Is my nose knocked a little out
of the straight?'
" 'No,' said I. 'It is your ears. They have the peculiar flattening
and thickening which marks the boxing man.'
" 'Anything else?'
" 'You have done a good deal of digging by your callosities.'
" 'Made all my money at the gold fields.'
" 'You have been in New Zealand.'
" 'Right again.'
" 'You have visited Japan.'
" 'Quite true.'
" 'And you have been most intimately associated with some-one whose
initials were J. A., and whom you afterwards were eager to entirely
"Mr. Trevor stood slowly up, fixed his large blue eyes upon me with a
strange wild stare, and then pitched forward, with his face among the
nutshells which strewed the cloth, in a dead faint.
"You can imagine, Watson, how shocked both his son and I were. His
attack did not last long, however,- for when we undid his collar and
sprinkled the water from one of the finger-glasses over his face, he gave
a gasp or two and sat up.
" 'Ah, boys,' said he, forcing a smile, 'I hope I haven't frightened
you. Strong as I look, there is a weak place in my heart, and it does not
take much to knock me over. I don't know how you manage this, Mr. Holmes,
but it seems to me that all the detectives of fact and of fancy would be
children in your hands. That's your line of life, sir, and you may take
the word of a man who has seen something of the world.'
"And that recommendation, with the exaggerated estimate of my ability
with which he prefaced it, was, if you will believe me, Watson, the very
first thing which ever made me feel that a profession might be made out of
what had up to that time been the merest hobby. At the moment, however, I
was too much concerned at the sudden illness of my host to think of
" 'I hope that I have said nothing to pain you?' said I.
" 'Well, you certainly touched upon rather a tender point. Might I
ask how you know, and how much you know?' He spoke now in a half-jesting
fashion, but a look of terror still lurked at the back of his eyes.
" 'It is simplicity itself,' said I. 'When you bared your arm to draw
that fish into the boat I saw that J. A. had been tattooed in the bend of
the elbow. The letters were still legible, but it was perfectly clear from
their blurred appearance, and from the staining of the skin round them,
that efforts had been made to obliterate them. It was obvious, then, that
those initials had once been very familiar to you, and that you had
afterwards wished to forget them.'
" 'What an eye you have!' he cried with a sigh of relief. 'It is just
as you say. But we won't talk of it. Of all ghosts the ghosts of our old
loves are the worst. Come into the billiard-room and have a quiet cigar.'
"From that day, amid all his cordiality, there was always a touch of
suspicion in Mr. Trevor's manner towards me. Even his son remarked it.
'You've given the governor such a turn,' said he, 'that he'll never be
sure again of what you know and what you don't know.' He did not mean to
show it, I am sure, but it was so strongly in his mind that it peeped out
at every action. At last I became so convinced that I was causing him
uneasiness that I drew my visit to a close. On the very day, however,
before I left, an incident occurred which proved in the sequel to be of
"We were sitting out upon the lawn on garden chairs, the three of us,
basking in the sun and admiring the view across the Broads, when a maid
came out to say that there was a man at the door who wanted to see Mr.
" 'What is his name?' asked my host.
" 'He would not give any.'
" 'What does he want, then?'
" 'He says that you know him, and that he only wants a moment's
" 'Show him round here.' An instant afterwards there appeared a
little wizened fellow with a cringing manner and a shambling style of
walking. He wore an open jacket, with a splotch of tar on the sleeve, a
red-and-black check shirt, dungaree trousers, and heavy boots badly worn.
His face was thin and brown and crafty, with a perpetual smile upon it,
which showed an irregular line of yellow teeth, and his crinkled hands
were half closed in a way that is distinctive of sailors. As he came
slouching across the lawn I heard Mr. Trevor make a sort of hiccoughing
noise in his throat, and, jumping out of his chair, he ran into the house.
He was back in a moment, and I smelt a strong reek of brandy as he passed
" 'Well, my man,' said he. 'What can I do for you?'
"The sailor stood looking at him with puckered eyes, and with the
same loose-lipped smile upon his face.
" 'You don't know me?' he asked.
" 'Why, dear me, it is surely Hudson,' said Mr. Trevor in a tone of
" 'Hudson it is, sir,' said the seaman. 'Why, it's thirty year and
more since I saw you last. Here you are in your house, and me still
picking my salt meat out of the harness cask.'
" 'Tut, you will find that I have not forgotten old times,' cried Mr.
Trevor, and, walking towards the sailor, he said something in a low voice.
'Go into the kitchen,' he continued out loud, 'and you will get food and
drink. I have no doubt that I shall find you a situation.'
" 'Thank you, sir,' said the seaman, touching his forelock. 'I'm just
off a two-yearer in an eight-knot tramp, short-handed at that, and I wants
a rest. I thought I'd get it either with Mr. Beddoes or with you.'
" 'Ah!' cried Mr. Trevor. 'You know where Mr. Beddoes is?'
" 'Bless you, sir, I know where all my old friends are,' said the
fellow with a sinister smile, and he slouched off after the maid to the
kitchen. Mr. Trevor mumbled something to us about having been shipmate
with the man when he was going back to the diggings, and then, leaving us
on the lawn, he went indoors. An hour later, when we entered the house, we
found him stretched dead drunk upon the dining-room sofa. The whole
incident left a most ugly impression upon my mind, and I was not sorry
next day to leave Donnithorpe behind me, for I felt that my presence must
be a source of embarrassment to my friend.
"All this occurred during the first month of the long vacation. I
went up to my London rooms, where I spent seven weeks working out a few
experiments in organic chemistry. One day, however, when the autumn was
far advanced and the vacation drawing to a close, I received a telegram
from my friend imploring me to return to Donnithorpe, and saying that he
was in great need of my advice and assistance. Of course I dropped every-
thing and set out for the North once more.
"He met me with the dog-cart at the station, and I saw at a glance
that the last two months had been very trying ones for him. He had grown
thin and careworn, and had lost the loud, cheery manner for which he had
" 'The governor is dying,' were the first words he said.
" 'Impossible!' I cried. 'What is the matter?'
" 'Apoplexy. Nervous shock. He's been on the verge all day. I doubt
if we shall find him alive.'
"I was, as you may think, Watson, horrified at this unex-pected news.
" 'What has caused it?' I asked.
" 'Ah, that is the point. Jump in and we can talk it over while we
drive. You remember that fellow who came upon the evening before you left us?'
" 'Do you know who it was that we let into the house that day?'
" 'I have no idea.'
" 'It was the devil, Holmes,' he cried.
"I stared at him in astonishment.
" 'Yes, it was the devil himself. We have not had a peaceful hour
since not one. The governor has never held up his head from that
evening, and now the life has been crushed out of him and his heart
broken, all through this accursed Hudson.'
" 'What power had he, then?'
" 'Ah, that is what I would give so much to know. The kindly,
charitable good old governor how could he have fallen into the clutches
of such a ruffian! But I am so glad that you have come, Holmes. I trust
very much to your judgment and discretion, and I know that you will advise
me for the best.'
"We were dashing along the smooth white country road, with the long
stretch of the Broads in front of us glimmering in the red light of the
setting sun. From a grove upon our left I could already see the high
chimneys and the flagstaff which marked the squire's dwelling.
" 'My father made the fellow gardener,'- said my companion, 'and
then, as that did not satisfy him, he was promoted to be butler. The house
seemed to be at his mercy, and he wandered about and did what he chose in
it. The maids complained of his drunken habits and his vile language. The
dad raised their wages all round to recompense them for the annoyance. The
fellow would take the boat and my father's best gun and treat himself to
little shooting trips. And all this with such a sneering, leering,
insolent face that I would have knocked him down twenty times over if he
had been a man of my own age. I tell you, Holmes, I have had to keep a
tight hold upon myself all this time and now I am asking myself whether,
if I had let myself go a littie more, I might not have been a wiser man.
" 'Well, matters went from bad to worse with us, and this animal
Hudson became more and more intrusive, until at last, on his making some
insolent reply to my father in my presence one day, I took him by the
shoulders and turned him out of the room. He slunk away with a livid face
and two venomous eyes which uttered more threats than his tongue could do.
I don't know what passed between the poor dad and him after that, but the
dad came to me next day and asked me whether I would mind apologizing to
Hudson. I refused, as you can imagine, and asked my father how he could
allow such a wretch to take such liberties with himself and his household.
" ' "Ah, my boy," said he, "it is all very well to talk, but you
don't know how I am placed. But you shall know, Victor. I'll see that you
shall know, come what may. You wouldn't believe harm of your poor old
father, would you, lad?" He was very much moved and shut himself up in the
study all day, where I could see through the window that he was writing busily.
" 'That evening there came what seemed to me to be a grand release,
for Hudson told us that he was going to leave us. He walked into the
dining-room as we sat after dinner and announced his intention in the
thick voice of a half-drunken man.
" ' "I've had enough of Norfolk," said he. "I'll run down to Mr.
Beddoes in Hampshire. He'll be as glad to see me as you were, I daresay."
" ' "You're not going away in an unkind spirit, Hudson, I hope," said
my father with a tameness which made my blood boil.
" ' "I've not had my 'pology," said he sulkily, glancing in my
" ' "Victor, you will acknowledge that you have used this worthy
fellow rather roughly," said the dad, turning to me.
" ' "On the contrary, I think that we have both shown extraordinary
patience towards him," I answered.
" ' "Oh, you do, do you?" he snarled. "Very good, mate. We'll see
" 'He slouched out of the room and half an hour afterwards left the
house, leaving my father in a state of pitiable nervous-ness. Night after
night I heard him pacing his room, and it was just as he was recovering
his confidence that the blow did at last fall.'
" 'And how?' I asked eagerly.
" 'In a most extraordinary fashion. A letter arrived for my father
yesterday evening, bearing the Fordingham postmark. My father read it,
clapped both his hands to his head, and began running round the room in
little circles like a man who has been driven out of his senses. When I at
last drew him down on to the sofa, his mouth and eyelids were all puckered
on one side, and I saw that he had a stroke. Dr. Fordham came over at
once. We put him to bed, but the paralysis has spread, he has shown no
sign of returning consciousness, and I think that we shall hardly find him alive.'
" 'You horrify me, Trevor!' I cried. 'What then could have been in
this letter to cause so dreadful a result?'
" 'Nothing. There lies the inexplicable part of it. The message was
absurd and trivial. Ah, my God, it is as I feared!'
"As he spoke we came round the curve of the avenue and saw in the
fading light that every blind in the house had been drawn down. As we
dashed up to the door, my friend's face convulsed with grief, a gentleman
in black emerged from it.
" 'When did it happen, doctor?' asked Trevor.
" 'Almost immediately after you left.'
" 'Did he recover consciousness?'
" 'For an instant before the end.'
" 'Any message for me?'
" 'Only that the papers were in the back drawer of the Japanese cabinet.'
"My friend ascended with the doctor to the chamber of death while I
remained in the study, turning the whole matter over and over in my head,
and feeling as sombre as ever I had done in my life. What was the past of
this Trevor, pugilist, traveller, and gold-digger, and how had he placed
himself in the power of this acid-faced seaman? Why, too, should he faint
at an allusion to the half-effaced initials upon his arm and die of fright
when he had a letter from Fordingham? Then I remembered that Fordingham
was in Hampshire, and that this Mr. Beddoes, whom the seaman had gone to
visit and presumably to blackmail, had also been mentioned as living in
Hampshire. The letter, then, might either come from Hudson, the seaman,
saying that he had betrayed the guilty secret which appeared to exist, or
it might come from Beddoes, warning an old confederate that such a
betrayal was imminent. So far it seemed clear enough. But then how could
this letter be trivial and grotesque, as described by the son? He must
have misread it. If so, it must have been one of those ingenious secret
codes which mean one thing while they seem to mean another. I must see
this letter. If there was a hidden meaning in it, I was confident that I
could pluck it forth. For an hour I sat pondering over it in the gloom,
until at last a weeping maid brought in a lamp, and close at her heels
came my friend Trevor, pale but composed, with these very papers which lie
upon my knee held in his grasp. He sat down opposite to me, drew the lamp
to the edge of the table, and handed me a short note scribbled, as you
see, upon a single sheet of gray paper. 'The supply of game for London is
going steadily up,' it ran. 'Head-keeper Hudson, we believe, has been now
told to receive all orders for fly-paper and for preservation of your
hen-pheasant's life. '
"I daresay my face looked as bewildered as yours did just now when
first I read this message. Then I reread it very carefully. It was
evidently as I had thought, and some secret meaning must lie buried in
this strange combination of words. Or could it be that there was a
prearranged significance to such phrases as 'fly-paper' and
'hen-pheasant'? Such a meaning would be arbitrary and could not be deduced
in any way. And yet I was loath to believe that this was the case, and the
presence of the word Hudson seemed to show that the subject of the message
was as I had guessed, and that it was from Beddoes rather than the sailor.
I tried it backward, but the combination 'life pheasant's hen' was not
encouraging. Then I tried alternate words, but neither 'the of for' nor
'supply game London' promised to throw any light upon it.
"And then in an instant the key of the riddle was in my hands, and I
saw that every third word, beginning with the first, would give a message
which might well drive old Trevor to despair.
"It was short and terse, the warning, as I now read it to my
" 'The game is up. Hudson has told all. Fly for your life.'
"Victor Trevor sank his face into his shaking hands. 'It must be
that, I suppose,' said he. 'This is worse than death, for it means
disgrace as well. But what is the meaning of these "head-keepers" and
" 'It means nothing to the message, but it might mean a good deal to
us if we had no other means of discovering the sender. You see that he has
begun by writing "The... game... is," and so on. Afterwards he had, to
fulfil the prearranged cipher, to fill in any two words in each space. He
would naturally use the first words which came to his mind, and if there
were so many which referred to sport among them, you may be tolerably sure
that he is either an ardent shot or interested in breeding. Do you know
anything of this Beddoes?'
" 'Why, now that you mention it,' said he, 'I remember that my poor
father used to have an invitation from him to shoot over his preserves
" 'Then it is undoubtedly from him that the note comes,' said I. 'It
only remains for us to find out what this secret was which the sailor
Hudson seems to have held over the heads of these two wealthy and
" 'Alas, Holmes, I fear that it is one of sin and shame!' cried my
friend. 'But from you I shall have no secrets. Here is the statement which
was drawn up by my father when he knew that the danger from Hudson had
become imminent. I found it in the Japanese cabinet, as he told the
doctor. Take it and read it to me, for I have neither the strength nor the
courage to do it myself.'
"These are the very papers, Watson, which he handed to me, and I will
read them to you, as I read them in the old study that night to him. They
are endorsed outside, as you see, 'Some particulars of the voyage of the
bark Gloria Scott, from her leaving Falmouth on the 8th October, 1855, to
her destruction in N. Lat. 15 degrees 20'. W. Long. 25 degrees 14', on
Nov. 6th.' It is in the form of a letter, and runs in this way.
" 'My dear. dear son. now that approaching disgrace begins to darken
the closing years of my life, I can write with all truth and honesty that
it is not the terror of the law, it is not the loss of my position in the
county, nor is it my fall in the eyes of all who have known me, which cuts
me to the heart; but it is the thought that you should come to blush for
me you who love me and who have seldom, I hope, had reason to do other
than respect me. But if the blow falls which is forever hanging over me,
then I should wish you to read this, that you may know straight from me
how far I have been to blame. On the other hand, if all should go well
(which may kind God Almighty grant!), then, if by any chance this paper
should be still undestroyed and should fall into your hands, I conjure
you, by all you hold sacred, by the memory of your dear mother, and by the
love which has been between us, to hurl it into the fire and to never give
one thought to it again.
" 'If then your eye goes on to read this line, I know that I shall
already have been exposed and dragged from my home, or, as is more likely,
for you know that my heart is weak, be lying with my tongue sealed forever
in death. In either case the time for suppression is past, and every word
which I tell you is the naked truth, and this I swear as I hope for mercy.
" 'My name, dear lad, is not Trevor. I was James Armitage in my
younger days, and you can understand now the shock that it was to me a few
weeks ago when your college friend addressed me in words which seemed to
imply that he had surprised my secret. As Armitage it was that I entered a
London banking-house, and as Armitage I was convicted of breaking my
country's laws, and was sentenced to transportation. Do not think very
harshly of me, laddie. It was a debt of honour, so called, which I had to
pay, and I used money which was not my own to do it, in the certainty that
I could replace it before there could be any possibility of its being
missed. But the most dreadful ill-luck pursued me. The money which I had
reckoned upon never came to hand, and a premature examination of accounts
exposed my deficit. The case might have been dealt leniently with, but the
laws were more harshly administered thirty years ago than now, and on my
twenty-third birthday I found myself chained as a felon with thirty-seven
other convicts in the 'tween-decks of the bark Cloria Scott, bound for
" 'It was the year '55, when the Crimean War was at its height, and
the old convict ships had been largely used as transports in the Black
Sea. The government was compelled, therefore, to use smaller and less
suitable vessels for sending out their prisoners. The Gloria Scott had
been in the Chinese tea-trade, but she was an old-fashioned, heavy-bowed,
broad-beamed craft, and the new clippers had cut her out. She was a five-
hundred-ton boat; and besides her thirty-eight jail-birds, she carried
twenty-six of a crew, eighteen soldiers, a captain, three mates, a doctor,
a chaplain, and four warders. Nearly a hundred souls were in her, all
told, when we set sail from Faltnouth.
" 'The partitions between the cells of the convicts instead of being
of thick oak, as is usual in convict-ships, were quite thin and frail. The
man next to me, upon the aft side, was one whom I had particularly noticed
when we were led down the quay. He was a young man with a clear, hairless
face, a long, thin nose, and rather nut-cracker jaws. He carried his head
very jauntily in the air, had a swaggering style of walking, and was above
all else, remarkable for his extraordinary height. I don't think any of
our heads would have come up to his shoulder, and I am sure that he could
not have measured less than six and a half feet. It was strange among so
many sad and weary faces to see one which was full of energy and
resolution. The sight of it was to me like a fire in a snowstorm. I was
glad, then, to find that he was my neighbour, and gladder still when, in
the dead of the night, I heard a whisper close to my ear and found that he
had managed to cut an opening in the board which separated us.
" ' "Hullo, chummy!" said he, "what's your name, and what are you here for?"
" 'I answered him, and asked in turn who I was talking with.
" ' "I'm Jack Prendergast," said he, "and by God! you'll learn to
bless my name before you've done with me."
" 'I remembered hearing of his case, for it was one which had made an
immense sensation throughout the country some time before my own arrest.
He was a man of good family and of great ability, but of incurably vicious
habits, who had by an ingenious system of fraud obtained huge sums of
money from the leading London merchants.
" ' "Ha, ha! You remember my case!" said he proudly.
" ' "Very well', indeed."
" ' "Then maybe you remember something queer about it?"
" ' "What was that, then?"
" ' "I'd had nearly a quarter of a million, hadn't I?"
" ' "So it was said."
" ' "But none was recovered, eh?"
" ' "No. "
" ' "Well, where d'ye suppose the balance is?" he asked.
" ' "I have no idea," said I.
" ' "Right between my finger and thumb," he cried. "By God! I've got
mare pounds to my name than you've hairs on your head. And if you've
money, my son, and know how to handle it and spread it, you can do
anything. Now, you don't think it likely that a man who could do anything
is going to wear his breeches out sitting in the stinking hold of a
rat-gutted beetle-ridden, mouldy old coffin of a Chin China coaster. No,
sir, such a man will look after himself and will look after his chums. You
may lay to that! You hold on to him, and you may kiss the Book that he'll
haul you through."
" 'That was his style of talk, and at first I thought it meant
nothing; but after a while, when he had tested me and sworn me in with all
possible solemnity, he let me understand that there really was a plot to
gain command of the vessel. A dozen of the prisoners had hatched it before
they came aboard, Prendergast was the leader, and his money was the motive power.
" ' "I'd a partner," said he, "a rare good man, as true as a stock to
a barrel. He's got the dibbs, he has, and where do you think he is at this
moment? Why, he's the chaplain of this ship the chaplain, no less! He
came aboard with a black coat, and his papers right, and money enough in
his box to buy the thing right up from keel to main-truck. The crew are
his, body and soul. He could buy 'em at so much a gross with a cash
discount, and he did it before ever they signed on. He's got two of the
warders and Mereer, the second mate, and he'd get the captain himself, if
he thought him worth it."
" ' "What are we to do, then?" I asked.
" ' "What do you think?" said he. "We'll make the coats of some of
these soldiers redder than ever the tailor did."
" ' "But they are armed," said I.
" ' "And so shall we be, my boy. There's a brace of pistols for every
mother's son of us; and if we can't carry this ship, with the crew at our
back, it's time we were all sent to a young misses' boarding-school. You
speak to your mate upon the left to-night, and see if he is to be
" 'I did so and found my other neighbour to be a young fellow in much
the same position as myself, whose crime had been forgery. His name was
Evans, but he afterwards changed it, like myself, and he is now a rich and
prosperous man in the south of England. He was ready enough to join the
conspiracy, as the only means of saving ourselves, and before we had
crossed the bay there were only two of the prisoners who were not in the
secret. One of these was of weak mind, and we did not dare to trust him,
and the other was suffering from jaundice and could not be of any use to us.
" 'From the beginning there was really nothing to prevent us from
taking possession of the ship. The crew were a set of ruffians, specially
picked for the job. The sham chaplain came into our cells to exhort us,
carrying a black bag, supposed to be full of tracts, and so often did he
come that by the third day we had each stowed away at the foot of our beds
a file, a brace of pistols, a pound of powder, and twenty slugs. Two of
the warders were agents of Prendergast, and the second mate was his
right-hand man. The captain, the two mates, two warders, Lieutenant
Martin, his eighteen soldiers, and the doctor were all that we had against
us. Yet, safe as it was, we determihed to neglect no precaution, and to
make our attack suddenly by night. It came, however, more quickly than we
expected, and in this way.
" 'One evening, about the third week after our start, the doctor had
come down to see one of the prisoners who was ill, and putting his hand
down on the bottom of his bunk, he felt the outline of the pistols. If he
had been silent he might have blown the whole thing, but he was a nervous
little chap, so he gave a cry of surprise and turned so pale that the man
knew what was up in an instant and seized him. He was gagged before he
could give the alarm and tied down upon the bed. He had unlocked the door
that led to the deck, and we were through it in a rush. The two sentries
were shot down, and so was a corporal who came running to see what was the
matter. There were two more soldiers at the door of the stateroom, and
their muskets seemed not to be loaded, for they never fired upon us, and
they were shot whi!e trying to fix their bayonets. Then we rushed on into
the captain's cabin, but as we pushed open the door there was an explosion
from within, and there he lay with his brains smeared over the chart of
the Atlantic which was pinned upon the table, while the chaplain stood
with a smoking pistol in his hand at his elbow. The two mates had both
been seized by the crew, and the whole business seemed to be settled.
" 'The stateroom was next the cabin, and we flocked in there and
flopped down on the settees, all speaking together, for we were just mad
with the feeling that we were free once more. There were lockers all
round, and Wilson, the sham chaplain, knocked one of them in, and pulled
out a dozen of brown sherry. We cracked off the necks of the bottles,
poured the stuff out into tumblers, and were just tossing them off when in
an instant without warning there came the roar of muskets in our ears, and
the saloon was so full of smoke that we could not see across the table.
When it cleared again the place was a shambles. Wilson and eight others
were wriggling on the top of each other on the floor, and the blood and
the brown sherry on that table turn me sick now when I think of it. We
were so cowed by the sight that I think we should have given the job up if
it had not been for Prendergast. He bellowed like a bull and rushed for
the door with all that were left alive at his heels. Out we ran, and there
on the poop were the lieutenant and ten of his men. The swing skylights
above the saloon table had been a bit open, and they had fired on us
through the slit. We got on them before they could load, and they stood to
it like men; but we had the upper hand of them, and in five minutes it was
all over. My God! was there ever a slaughter-house like that ship!
Prendergast was like a raging devil, and he picked the soldiers up as if
they had been children and threw them overboard alive or dead. There was
one sergeant that was horribly wounded and yet kept on swimming for a
surprising time until someone in mercy blew out his brains. When the
fighting was over there was no one left of our enemies except just the
warders, the mates, and the doctor.
" 'lt was over them that the great quarrel arose. There were many of
us who were glad enough to win back our freedom, and yet who had no wish
to have murder on our souls. It was one thing to knock the soldiers over
with their muskets in their hands, and it was another to stand by while
men were being killed in cold blood. Eight of us, five convicts and three
sailors, said that we would not see it done. But there was no moving
Prendergast and those who were with him. Our only chance of safety lay in
making a clean job of it, salid he, and he would not leave a tongue with
power to wag in a witness-box. It nearly came to our sharing the fate of
the prisoners, but at last he said that if we wished we might take a boat
and go. We jumped at the offer, for we were already sick of these
blood-thirsty doings, and we saw that there would be worse beforo it was
done. We were given a suit of sailor togs each, a barrel of water, two
casks, one of junk and one of biscuits, and a compass. Prendergast threw
us over a chart, told us that we were shiprecked mariners whose ship had
foundered in Lat. 15 degrees and Long. 25 degrees west, and then cut the
painter and let us go.
" 'And now I come to the most surprising part of my story, my dear
son. The seamen had hauled the fore-yard aback during the rising, but now
as we left them they brought it square again, and as there was a light
wind from the north and east the bark began to draw slowly away from us.
Our boat lay, rising and falling, upon the long, smooth rollers, and Evans
and I, who were the most educated of the party, were sitting in the sheets
working out our position and planning what coast we should make for. It
was a nice question, for the Cape Verdes were about five hundred miles to
the north of us, and the African coast about seven hundred to the east. On
the whole, as the wind was coming round to the north, we thought hat
Sierra Leone might be best and turned our head in that direction, the bark
being at that time nearly hull down on our starboard quarter. Suddenly as
we looked at her we saw a dense black cloud of smoke shoot up from her,
which hung like a monstrous tree upon the sky-line. A few seconds later a
roar like thunder burst upon our ears, and as the smoke thinned away there
was no sign left of the Gloria Scott. In an instant we swept the boat's
head round again and pulled with all our strength for the place where the
haze still trailing over the water marked the scene of this catastrophe.
" 'It was a long hour before we reached it, and at first we feared
that we had come too late to save anyone. A splintered boat and a number
of crates and fragments of spars rising and falling on the waves showed us
where the vessel had foundered; but there was no sign of life, and we had
turned away in despair, when we heard a cry for help and saw at some
distance a piece of wreckage with a man lying stretchetl across it. When
we pulled him aboard the boat he proved to be a young seaman of the name
of Hudson, who was so burned and exhausted that he could give us no
account of what had happened until the following morning.
" 'It seemed that after we had left, Prendergast and his gang had
proceeded to put to death the five remaining prisoners. The two warders
had been shot and thrown overboard, and so also had the third mate.
Prendergast then descended into the 'tween-decks and with his own hands
cut the throat of the unfortunate surgeon. There only remained the first
mate, who was a bold and active man. When he saw the convict approaching
him with the bloody knife in his hand he kicked off his bonds, which he
had somehow contrived to loosen, and rushing down the deck he plunged into
the after-hold. A dozen convicts, who descended with their pistols in
search of him, found him with a match-box in his hand seated beside an
open powder-barrel, which was one of the hundred carried on board, and
swearing that he would blow all hands up if he were in any way molested.
An instant later the explosion occurred, though Hudson thought it was
caused by the misdirected bullet of one of the convicts rather than the
mate's match. Be the cause what it may, it was the end of the Gloria Scott
and of the rabble who held command of her.
" 'Such, in a few words, my dear boy, is the history of this terrible
business in which I was involved. Next day we were picked up by the brig
Hotspur, bound for Australia, whose captain found no difficulty in
believing that we were the survivors of a passenger ship which had
foundered. The transport ship Gloria Scott was set down by the Admiralty
as being lost at sea, and no word has ever leaked out as to her true fate.
After an excellent voyage the Hotspur landed us at Sydney, where Evans and
I changed our names and made our way to the diggings, where, among the
crowds who were gathered from all nations, we had no difficulty in losing
our former identities. The rest I need not relate. We prospered, we
travelled, we came back as rich colonials to England, and we bought
country estates. For more than twenty years we have led peaceful and
useful lives, and we hoped that our past was forever buried. Imagine,
then, my feelings when in the seaman who came to us I recognized instantly
the man who had been picked off the wreck. He had tracked us down somehow
and had set himself to live upon our fears. You will understand now how it
was that I strove to keep the peace with him, and you will in some measure
sympathize with me in the fears which fill me, now that he has gone from
me to his other victim with threats upon his tongue.'
"Underneath is written in a hand so shaky as to be hardly legible,
'Beddoes writes in cipher to say H. has told all. Sweet Lord, have mercy
on our souls!'
"That was the narrative which I read that night to young Trevor, and
I think, Watson, that under the circumstances it was a dramatic one. The
good fellow was heart-broken at it, and went out to the Terai tea
planting, where I hear that he is doing well. As to the sailor and
Beddoes, neither of them was ever heard of again after that day on which
the letter of warning was written. They both disappeared utterly and
completely. No complaint had been lodged with the police, so that Beddoes
had mistaken a threat for a deed. Hudson had been seen lurking about, and
it was believed by the police that he had done away with Beddoes and had
fled. For myself I believe that the truth was exactly the opposite. I
think that it is most probable that Beddoes, pushed to desperation and
believing himself to have been already betrayed, had revenged himself upon
Hudson, and had fled from the country with as much money as he could lay
his hands on. Those are the facts of the case, Doctor, and if they are of
any use to your collection, I am sure that they are very heartily at your service."