extraordinarily
rich mines. It is calculated that three hundred millions
have been
produced since the first occupation by the Spaniards.
Quicksilver is
also very abundant; copper and lead are found too, but
there is not much
to be done with them at present, owing to the cost of
carriage. There
is good shooting in the mountains on the eastern side of
the Andes, and
you will find plenty of sport there."
They talked over
the matter for some time before they separated, and Harry
Prendergast
became quite excited over it. On his return to his rooms he
was astonished to
find the candles alight and a strong smell of tobacco
pervading the
place. A lad of about sixteen leapt from the easy-chair in
which he had been
sitting, with his feet on another.
"Hullo,
Harry, I didn't expect you back so soon! The maid said you were
dining out, and I
suppose that generally means one o'clock before you are
back."
"Well, what
brings you here, Bert? I thought I had got you off my hands
for a year at
least."
"I thought
so, myself," the lad said coolly; "but circumstances have been
too strong for
me. We were running down the Channel the night before last,
when a craft that
was beating up ran smack into us. I don't know that it
was his fault
more than ours; the night was dark, and it was very thick,
and we did not
see each other until she was within a length of us. Luck
was against us;
if she had been a few seconds quicker we should have
caught her
broadside, but as it was she rammed us, knocking a hole in our
side as big as a
house, and we had just time to jump on board her. Our old
craft went down
two minutes after the skipper, who was of course the last
man, left her.
The other fellow had stove his bow in. Luckily we were only
about a couple of
miles off Dungeness, and though she leaked like a sieve,
we were able to
run her into the bay, where she settled down in two and a
half fathoms of
water. As soon as it was light we landed and tramped to
Dover. A hoy was
starting for the river that evening, and most of us came
up in her,
arriving at the Pool about three hours ago. It is a bad job,
Harry, and I am
horribly put out about it. Of course nothing could be
saved, and there
is all the new kit you bought for me down at the bottom.
I sha'n't bother
you again; I have quite made up my mind that I shall ship
before the mast
this time, and a five-pound note will buy me a good enough
outfit for
that."
"We need not
talk about that now, Bertie. You are certainly an unlucky
beggar; this is
the second time you have been wrecked."
"It is a
frightful nuisance," the boy said. "It is the kit I am thinking
of, otherwise I
should not mind. I didn't care for the skipper. He seemed
all right and
decent enough before we started, but I soon heard from
fellows who had
sailed with him before that he was a tartar; and what was
worse, they said
he was in the habit of being drunk two nights out of