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"
"
In
Heaven
's
name
,
"
cried
I
,
"
can
you
find
no
reputable
life
on
shore
?
"
"
O
,
no
,
"
says
he
,
winking
and
looking
very
sly
,
"
they
would
put
me
to
a
trade
.
I
know
a
trick
worth
two
of
that
,
I
do
!
"
I
asked
him
what
trade
could
be
so
dreadful
as
the
one
he
followed
,
where
he
ran
the
continual
peril
of
his
life
,
not
alone
from
wind
and
sea
,
but
by
the
horrid
cruelty
of
those
who
were
his
masters
.
He
said
it
was
very
true
;
and
then
began
to
praise
the
life
,
and
tell
what
a
pleasure
it
was
to
get
on
shore
with
money
in
his
pocket
,
and
spend
it
like
a
man
,
and
buy
apples
,
and
swagger
,
and
surprise
what
he
called
stick-in-the-mud
boys
.
"
And
then
it
's
not
all
as
bad
as
that
,
"
says
he
;
"
there
's
worse
off
than
me
:
there
's
the
twenty-pounders
.
O
,
laws
!
you
should
see
them
taking
on
.
Why
,
I
've
seen
a
man
as
old
as
you
,
I
dessay
"
--
(
to
him
I
seemed
old
)
--
"
ah
,
and
he
had
a
beard
,
too
--
well
,
and
as
soon
as
we
cleared
out
of
the
river
,
and
he
had
the
drug
out
of
his
head
--
my
!
how
he
cried
and
carried
on
!
I
made
a
fine
fool
of
him
,
I
tell
you
!
And
then
there
's
little
uns
,
too
:
oh
,
little
by
me
!
I
tell
you
,
I
keep
them
in
order
.
When
we
carry
little
uns
,
I
have
a
rope
's
end
of
my
own
to
wollop
'em
.
"
And
so
he
ran
on
,
until
it
came
in
on
me
what
he
meant
by
twenty-pounders
were
those
unhappy
criminals
who
were
sent
over-seas
to
slavery
in
North
America
,
or
the
still
more
unhappy
innocents
who
were
kidnapped
or
trepanned
(
as
the
word
went
)
for
private
interest
or
vengeance
.
Just
then
we
came
to
the
top
of
the
hill
,
and
looked
down
on
the
Ferry
and
the
Hope
.
The
Firth
of
Forth
(
as
is
very
well
known
)
narrows
at
this
point
to
the
width
of
a
good-sized
river
,
which
makes
a
convenient
ferry
going
north
,
and
turns
the
upper
reach
into
a
landlocked
haven
for
all
manner
of
ships
.
Right
in
the
midst
of
the
narrows
lies
an
islet
with
some
ruins
;
on
the
south
shore
they
have
built
a
pier
for
the
service
of
the
Ferry
;
and
at
the
end
of
the
pier
,
on
the
other
side
of
the
road
,
and
backed
against
a
pretty
garden
of
holly-trees
and
hawthorns
,
I
could
see
the
building
which
they
called
the
Hawes
Inn
.
The
town
of
Queensferry
lies
farther
west
,
and
the
neighbourhood
of
the
inn
looked
pretty
lonely
at
that
time
of
day
,
for
the
boat
had
just
gone
north
with
passengers
.
A
skiff
,
however
,
lay
beside
the
pier
,
with
some
seamen
sleeping
on
the
thwarts
;
this
,
as
Ransome
told
me
,
was
the
brig
's
boat
waiting
for
the
captain
;
and
about
half
a
mile
off
,
and
all
alone
in
the
anchorage
,
he
showed
me
the
Covenant
herself
.
There
was
a
sea-going
bustle
on
board
;
yards
were
swinging
into
place
;
and
as
the
wind
blew
from
that
quarter
,
I
could
hear
the
song
of
the
sailors
as
they
pulled
upon
the
ropes
.
After
all
I
had
listened
to
upon
the
way
,
I
looked
at
that
ship
with
an
extreme
abhorrence
;
and
from
the
bottom
of
my
heart
I
pitied
all
poor
souls
that
were
condemned
to
sail
in
her
.
We
had
all
three
pulled
up
on
the
brow
of
the
hill
;
and
now
I
marched
across
the
road
and
addressed
my
uncle
"
I
think
it
right
to
tell
you
,
sir
,
"
says
I
,
"
there
's
nothing
that
will
bring
me
on
board
that
Covenant
.
"
He
seemed
to
waken
from
a
dream
.
"
Eh
?
"
he
said
.
"
What
's
that
?
"
I
told
him
over
again
.
