The Hot Swamp

  Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England

  THE HOT SWAMP, BY R.M. BALLANTYNE.

  CHAPTER ONE.

  A ROMANCE OF OLD ALBION.

  OPENS WITH LEAVE-TAKING.

  Nearly two thousand seven hundred years ago--or somewhere about eighthundred years BuCu--there dwelt a Phoenician sea-captain in one of theeastern sea-ports of Greece--known at that period, or soon after, asHellas.

  This captain was solid, square, bronzed, bluff, and resolute, as allsea-captains are--or ought to be--whether ancient or modern. He owned,as well as commanded, one of those curious vessels with one mast and amighty square-sail, fifty oars or so, double-banked, a dragon's tail inthe stern and a horse's head at the prow, in which the Phoenicians ofold and other mariners were wont to drive an extensive and lucrativetrade in the Mediterranean; sometimes pushing their adventurous keelsbeyond the Pillars of Hercules, visiting the distant Cassiterides or TinIsles, and Albion, and even penetrating northward into the Baltic, insearch of tin, amber, gold, and what not.

  One morning this captain, whose name was Arkal, sauntered up from theharbour to his hut, which stood on a conspicuous eminence overlookingthe bay. His hands were not thrust into his pockets, because he had nopockets to put them into--the simple tunic of the period being destituteof such appendages. Indeed, the coarse linen tunic referred toconstituted the chief part of his costume, the only other portions beinga pair of rude shoes on his feet, a red fez or tarbouche on his bushybrown locks, and yards of something wound round his lower limbs toprotect them from thorns on shore, as well as from the rasping ofcordage and cargo at sea.

  At the door of his hut stood his pretty little Greek wife, with a solid,square, bluff, and resolute, but not yet bronzed, baby in her arms.

  "Well, Penelope, I'm off," said the captain. At least he used words tothat effect, as he enveloped wife and baby in a huge embrace.

  Of course he spoke in a dialect of ancient Greek, of which we render afree translation.

  The leave-taking was of the briefest, for just then a loud halloo fromhis mate, or second in command, apprised the captain that all was readyto set sail. But neither Penelope nor her husband were anxious souls oraddicted to the melting mood. The square baby was rather more given tosuch conditions. In emulation of the mate it set up a sudden howl whichsent its father away laughing to the harbour.

  "No sign of the young men," remarked the mate, as his superior camewithin hail.

  "It is ever the way with these half-fledged boys who think themselvesmen while their faces are yet hairless," growled the captain, casting aglance at his unfailing chronometer, the rising sun. "They have no moreregard for the movements of that ball of fire than if it was set in thesky merely to shine and keep them warm, and had no reference whatever totime. If this youth from Albion does not appear soon, I shall set sailwithout him, prince though he be, and leave him to try his hand atswimming to the Cassiterides. His comrade and friend, Dromas, assuredme they would not keep us waiting; but he is no better than the rest ofthem--a shouting, singing, smooth-faced, six-foot set they are, whothink they inherit the combined wisdom of all their grandfathers butnone of their weaknesses; reckless fear-nothings, fit only for war andthe Olympic games!"

  "Nevertheless, we could not do well without them," returned the mate,glancing significantly at the ship's crew, a large proportion of whichwas composed of these same stalwart fear-nothings of whom his leaderspoke so contemptuously; "at least they would make a fine show at thesegames, and our ventures at sea would not prosper so well if we had notsuch to help us."

  "True, true, and I would not speak slightingly of them, but they do tryone's patience; here is the wind failing, and we all ready to hoistsail," returned the captain with another growl, a glance at the sky, anda frown at his vessel, everything about which betokened readiness forinstant departure. The crew--partly composed of slaves--were seated atthe oars; the fighting men and seamen were all on board arranging theirshields round the vessel's sides, and the great sail was cast looseready to hoist as soon as the mouth of the harbour should be cleared.

  Just then a band of young men issued from the town, and the captain'sgood humour was restored as they hurried towards him. They seemed to bemuch excited, and talked in loud tones as they advanced, their mannersand costumes indicating that they belonged to the upper ranks ofsociety.

  One of the band, a fair youth, towered, like Saul, head and shouldersabove his fellows. Another, of dark complexion, handsome features, andelegant, active frame, hurried forward to salute the captain.

  "I fear we have kept you waiting," he said with a pleasant expressionthat disarmed reproof.

  "I will not deny that, Dromas," answered the captain, "but you have notdetained me long. Nevertheless, I was on the point of sailing withoutyour friend, for the winds and waves respect no one."

  "But you are neither a wind nor a wave," remarked the youth.

  "True, but I am the humble friend of both," retorted the captain, "andam bound to accommodate myself to them. I suppose this is the princeyou spoke of," he added, turning to the towering youth already referredto, with the air of a man who had as little--or as much--regard for aprince as a peasant.

  "Yes, Captain Arkal, this is Prince Bladud. Let me present him to you."

  As the prince and the seaman joined hands the latter looked up from analtitude of five feet six and squared his broad shoulders with the airof a man ready to defy all creation, and anxious rather than otherwiseto do so. The prince, on the other hand, looked down from an eminenceof six feet seven, and bent his head with a modest grace and a genialsmile that indicated a desire to be on good terms, if possible, with theworld at large.

  Although almost equal as to physical strength, the inequality of the twomen in height rendered their experience in those rude warlike times verydissimilar, for, whereas the sailor was often compelled to give proof ofhis strength to tall unbelievers, the prince very seldom had occasion todo so. Hence, partly, their difference in manner, the one beingsomewhat pugnacious and the other conciliatory, while both were inreality good-natured, peace-loving men.

  No two men, however, could have been more unlike in outward aspect. Theprince was, if we may say so, built on the Gothic model--fair,blue-eyed, bulky of limb, huge, muscular, massive, with a soft beard andmoustache--for he had not yet seen twenty-four summers--and hair thatfell like rippling gold on his shoulders. Captain Arkal, on thecontrary, was dark, with a thick reddish beard, luxuriant brown hair,piercing black eyes, and limbs that were hardened as well as darkened bythirty years of constant exposure to elemental and other warfare.

  "I hope that I may be of some use to you," said the prince, "though Iprofess not to know more of seamanship than I acquired during my voyagehither, and as that voyage occurred six years ago, it may be that I havelost the little I had learned. But if pirates should assail us, perhapsI may do you some service."

  "Little fear I have of that," returned the captain with an approvingnod. "Now, bid your comrades farewell and get on board, for the wind isfailing fast, and it behoves us to get well forward on our voyage beforenight."

  It was evident that the leave-taking which ensued was not merely formal,for the youths from whom Bladud was parting had been his companions instudy for six years, as well as his competitors in all the manly gamesof the period, and as he excelled them all in most things--especially inathletics--some looked up to the young prince from Albion as a sort ofdemi-god, while others to whom he had been helpful in many ways regardedhim with the warmest affection.

  "Come here aside with me; I must have a few last words with you alone,"said Bladud, taking young Dromas by the arm and leading him aside.

  The prince's other friends made no objection to this evidence ofpreference, for Dromas had
shared the same apartment with him while inAthens, and engaged in similar studies with Bladud for several years;had travelled with him in the East, and sailed over the sea in hiscompany, even as far as Egypt, besides having been second to him in mostof the games practised by the young men. Indeed, at the high jump heequalled, and at the short race had even excelled him.

  "Dromas," said the prince impressively--"Come, now, my old friend andcomrade," interrupted the Greek youth lightly, "don't put on such a longface. I foresee that you are about to give me a lecture, and I don'twant the tone of remonstrance to be the last that I shall hear. I knowthat I'm a wild, good-for-nothing fellow, and can guess all you wouldsay to me. Let us rather talk of your speedy return to Hellas, for, totell you the truth, I feel as if the loss of you would leave me like apoor man who has been crippled in the wars. I shall be a mere