first to come up and congratulate me
was Dick Hagger.

"I was sure, Will, that they couldn't bring you in guilty. It would
have been against all right and reason; and if they had, why, I would
have gone up and axed to be hung too, and told them you was no more a
mutineer than I was!"

Many other shipmates came up, and expressed themselves much in the same
way. No one, however, spoke to Iffley, for they well knew that he was
at the bottom of the whole affair, and deserved hanging more than any of
the rest. He was from that day forward shunned by all in the ship, for
even the men who had mutinied would not trust him.

This made him more morose and ill-tempered than ever, and I could not
help suspecting that if he had an opportunity, he would still try to do
me an injury. Discipline was now perfectly restored, but the ship was
still not a happy one. No liberty was allowed, and we were kept hard at
work exercising the guns and reefing sails. When I asked for leave to
go on shore, I was refused.

"If we grant it to one, we must to another," was the answer.

So I had to stop on board, and as Dick observed, "grin and bear it."

Thus nearly a month went by. The condemned men had been sent on board
various ships for safe keeping, there to remain until the day they were
doomed to die. On the 13th of January, early in the morning, they were
brought on board the _Culloden_, heavily handcuffed, and looking the
picture of misery and despair. At the same time boats from every ship
in the fleet came alongside to witness the execution.

The wretched men, still with their irons on, were now conducted to the
upper deck. Ropes were rove through the main, fore, and
mizzen-yard-arms. The whole eight were thus standing, with the
chaplains by their sides, giving them the last consolations of religion,
when our captain appeared with a paper in his hand. It was a pardon for
the three youngest. The other five looked up with imploring glances,
and an expression of hope lighted up their countenances, but there was
no pardon for them. The three having been led on one side by the
marines who had them in charge, the preparations for the execution of
the other five were continued. They were shortly finished. The gun,
the signal for their execution, was fired, and in another instant they
were all run up in sight of the whole fleet, and of the crews of the
boats who were compelled to witness their punishment. It was an awful
sigh