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of you enough soul to make one seaman. You 

 are fit for nothing but to tyrannize over better men 

 than yourself: you and your booby brother. You 

 remember Glencoe. I wish your whole infernal 

 clan had been killed there, that there might have 

 been none of the ugly brood left." 



This last remark was in allusion to the famed 

 massacre of Glencoe, where almost the entire clan 

 of McDonald was destroyed. 



The skipper cowered under Jack's glance, and 

 contented himself by ordering us all forward. 



We now fully expected to have "leave to 

 retire," as Jack called it. In the course of the 

 forenoon, however, the cook whispered to us that 

 only four were to be discharged. Who is the 

 unfortunate, fated to stay ? was a question asked 

 with some misgivings by each. Even Jack waa 

 troubled by the fear that the captain would retain 

 him, and on the passage home pay him up for his 

 saucy language. 



" If he does, as sure as I'm a living man, he'll 

 never leave Port Louis again with whole bones," 

 vowed he. 



At twelve o'clock the mate announced that 

 " Yankee Charley," the present writer, was to 

 remain on board. The others were ordered to 

 prepare for going on shore by the first boat in the 

 afternoon. 



" I would rather it was you than me, my poor 

 fellow," said Jack, with a pitying smile. 



I proceeded straightway to the captain, and 



