Henty George Alfred. A Roving Commission: or, Through the Black Insurrection at Hayti
PREFACE
CHAPTER I. A FIGHT WITH A BLOODHOUND
CHAPTER II. REJOINED
CHAPTER III. A SLAVE DEPOT
CHAPTER IV. A SHARP FIGHT
CHAPTER V. A PIRATE HOLD
CHAPTER VI. THE NEGRO RISING
CHAPTER VII. IN HIDING
CHAPTER VIII. A TIME OF WAITING
CHAPTER IX. AN ATTACK ON THE CAVE
CHAPTER X. AFLOAT AGAIN
CHAPTER XI. A FIRST COMMAND
CHAPTER XII. A RESCUE
CHAPTER XIII. TWO CAPTURES
CHAPTER XIV. THE ATTACK ON PORT-AU-PRINCE
CHAPTER XV. THE ATTACK ON PORT-AU-PRINCE
CHAPTER XVI. TOUSSAINT L'OUVERTURE
CHAPTER XVII. A FRENCH FRIGATE
CHAPTER XVIII. ANOTHER ENGAGEMENT
CHAPTER XIX. HOME
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Now, look here, Nathaniel – "
"Drop that, Curtis, you know very well that I won't have it. I can't help having such a beast of a name, and why it was given me I have never been able to make out, and if I had been consulted in the matter all the godfathers and godmothers in the world wouldn't have persuaded me to take such a name. Nat I don't mind. I don't say that it is a name that I should choose; still, I can put up with that, but the other I won't have. You have only just joined the ship, but if you ask the others they will tell you that I have had at least half a dozen fights over the name, and it is an understood thing here that if anyone wants a row with me he has only got to call me Nathaniel, and there is no occasion for any more words after that."
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For the next half-hour the two surgeons were at work picking out the fragments of bone, getting the ends together, and bandaging the arm and shoulder. Nat fainted under the pain within the first few minutes, and did not recover until the surgeons had completed their work. Then his lips were wetted with brandy and a few drops of brandy and water were poured down his throat. In a minute or two he opened his eyes.
"It is all over now, lad." He lay for sometime without speaking, and then whispered, "How is the girl?"
