Long John Silver
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1,579 appearances
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first heard Aug 2026
last heard 9 Aug
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Both the squire and I returned the shot, but as we had nothing to aim at, it is probable we only wasted powder.
Then we reloaded and turned our attention to poor Tom.
The captain and Grey were already examining him, and I saw with half an eye that all was over.
I believe the readiness of our return volley had scattered the mutineers once more, for we were suffered without further molestation to get the poor old gamekeeper hoisted over the stockade and carried, groaning and bleeding, into the log house.
Poor old fellow, he had not uttered one word of surprise, complaint, fear, or even acquiescence from the very beginning of our troubles till now, when we had laid him down in the log house to die.
He had lain like a Trojan behind his mattress in the gallery.
He had followed every order silently, doggedly and well.
He was the oldest of our party by a score of years, and now, sullen, old, serviceable servant, it was he that was to die.
The squire dropped down beside him on his knees and kissed his hand, crying like a child.
Be I goin', doctor?
he asked.
Tom, my man, said I, you're going home.
I wish I'd had a lick at them with the gun first, he replied.
Tom, said the squire, say you forgive me, won't you?
was the answer.
However, so be it amen.
After a little while of silence, he said he thought somebody might read a prayer.
It's the custom, sir, he added apologetically, and not long after, without another word, he passed away.
In the meantime, the captain, whom I had observed to be wonderfully swollen about the chest and pockets, had turned out a great many various stores the British colours, a Bible, a coil of stoutish rope, pen, ink, the logbook, and pounds of tobacco.
He had found a longish fir tree lying felled and trimmed in the enclosure, and with the help of Hunter, he had set it up at the corner of the log house where the trunks crossed and made an angle.
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