The Argosy, Vol. XXIV, No. 3 — page 188: what you’re looking at

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572 THE MUTINY ON THE FLYING. CLOUD. alongside the cliff, immediately underneath the entrance to the treasure cave, and began the shipment of the treasure. This was an easy and expeditious task, the jars of gold dust and the gold bricks being simply slung at the end of a line and lowered down the cliff to Manners, who received them below. ‘The casket with the remainder of the gems was not forgotten ; and a bale of embroidered stuffs, which Sibyl had declared to be of priceless value, was also taken, as were such of the shields and weapons as would bear handling—Grant and Henderson having expressed a very particular wish to possess some of these, as quite unique curiosities. But the ivory and the other bulky articles were left for the benefit of whom- soever might choose to go after them. The shipment was completed in about three hours, after which Ned entered the inner basin and worked up as far as the anchorage, which spot was indicated by the buoy still watching over the slipped anchor. Though nobody was to be seen, and the storehouses had all the appear- ance of being completely abandoned, the voyagers were far too prudent to land—for which, indeed, there was no inducement—and, having satisfied their curiosity, they wore round and proceeded at once to sea, passing out through the Narrows again just as the sun was setting. Thirty six hours later, or about six o’clock on the following Friday morn- ing, they once more entered Grant’s harbor and let go their anchor, to the accompaniment of a surprised and delighted shout of welcome from Nicholls, who—the entire party having removed on board the Flying Cloud—happened to be keeping the anchor watch at the time. But little more remains to be told. The whole party made sail in the - Flying Cloud for Batavia, in Java, the nearest port, which was reached after a short but toilsome passage. Here they were fortunate enough to pick up the shipwrecked crew of a New York ship, who were only too glad to ship for the passage home, especially as Ned felt justified in offering them the top scale of wages ; and the owners of the Cloud having been telegraphed to and letters written by all hands, advising their friends of their safety, sail was once more made, this time for New York direct. On the voyage home the Flying Cloud fully justified the name which had been bestowed upon her ; for, carrying on night and day, Ned succeeded in making the fastest passage on record from Anjer to Sandy Hook. ‘The latter was sighted one fine even- ing in April nearly two years after the ship had last passed it. Gayly the good ship had stemmed the tide as she plowed her stately way up the harbor in the wake of a tug next morning; and a right noble and beautiful sight did she present, in all the glory of fresh paint and newly blacked rigging—laid on during the spell of fine weather experienced just before reaching Sandy Hook—with her white canvas snugly stowed, yards laid accurately square, running rigging hauled taut and neatly coiled down, and flag at each mast. Many were the admiring glances bestowed upon her from the craft which were passing, either going up or down the harbor—for, being only in deep ballast trim, she towed light, and passed ahead of nearly all the inward bound craft—and at length a great bluff bowed, deep laden bark was overtaken, the CORnieaoolks 5}