ild a push with his foot which sent her rolling to the side of the
ship, where her head came in contact with an iron bolt. Sally opened
her mouth, shut her eyes, and howled.
Quintal had probably not intended to hurt the child, but he expressed no
regret. On the contrary, seeing that she was not much injured, he
laughed in concert with McCoy.
These two, Quintal and McCoy, were emphatically the bad men of the
party. They did not sympathise much, if at all, with human suffering--
certainly not with those whom they styled "niggers;" but there was one
witness of the act whose heart was as tender towards the natives as
Quintal's was hard.
"If you ever dare to touch her so again," said Young, striding up to
Quintal, "I'll kick you into the pig-sty."
The midshipman seemed to be the last man on board whose natural
disposition would lead him to utter such a threat, and Quintal was quite
taken aback; but as Young was a powerful fellow, perfectly capable of
carrying his threat into execution, and seemed, moreover, thoroughly
roused, the former thought it best to hold his tongue, even though
lugubrious Isaac Martin chuckled audibly, and Ohoo, one of the natives,
who stood near, displayed his fine teeth from ear to ear.
Lifting up Sally with much tenderness, Young carried her to her mother,
who, after a not very careful examination of the bruised head, set her
down on the deck, where she immediately began to wallow as before.
Rising on her brown little feet, she staggered forward a few paces, and
then seated herself without bending her knees. From this position she
rolled towards the starboard side of the ship and squeezed herself
between a gun-carriage and the bulwarks, until she got into the
porthole. Thrusting her head over the edge of this, she gazed at the
ripples that rolled pleasantly from the side. This was paradise! The
sun glittered on these ripples, and Sally's eyes glittered in sympathy.
A very gentle lurch of the ship soon after sent Sally head foremost into
the midst of the ripples.
This event was nothing new to Sally. In her Otaheitan home her mother
had been wont to take her out for a swim as British mothers take their
offspring for a walk. Frequently had that mother pitched Sally off her
shoulders and left her to wabble in the water, as eagles are said to
toss their eaglets into the air, and leave them to flutter until failing
strength renders aid advisable.
No doubt when Sally, falling from s
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