The Voodoo Gold Trail
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Walden Walter. The Voodoo Gold Trail
CHAPTER I. WE GET INTERESTING NEWS
CHAPTER II. WE MEET WITH A SERIOUS REVERSE
CHAPTER III. WE SAIL ON A DIFFERENT QUEST
CHAPTER IV. WE PICK UP THE TRAIL
CHAPTER V. WE GAIN AN ALLY
CHAPTER VI. WE BREAK UP THE VOODOO CEREMONIAL
CHAPTER VII. A DISTRESS CALL GOES TO THE PEARL
CHAPTER VIII. THE VOODOO STRONGHOLD
CHAPTER IX. THE STAMPEDE
CHAPTER X. ON THE GOLD TRAIL AGAIN
CHAPTER XI. AT HIDE AND SEEK WITH THE ENEMY
CHAPTER XII. IN CAPTIVITY – THE MESSAGE
CHAPTER XIII. JULIAN'S NARRATIVE – THE SECRET MESSAGE
CHAPTER XIV. JULIAN CONTINUES THE NARRATIVE – NORRIS' BIG GUN
CHAPTER XV. AN EXCHANGE OF PRISONS
CHAPTER XVI. THE ESCAPE
CHAPTER XVII. JULIAN'S STORY AGAIN – THE SEARCH FOR THE LOST COMRADES
CHAPTER XVIII. OUR BOAT IS SCUTTLED
CHAPTER XIX. WE STEAL A MARCH ON THE ENEMY
CHAPTER XX. THE MYSTERIOUS TRAIL
CHAPTER XXI. WE SEEK IN VAIN FOR A LOST TRAIL AND DISCOVER A LONE MONKEY
CHAPTER XXII. THE ISLE IN CROW BAY
CHAPTER XXIII. WHAT THE WATER HID
CHAPTER XXIV. IN THE HIDDEN VALE – A NEW ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER XXV. WE CONSORT WITH A PICKPOCKET
CHAPTER XXVI. DOINGS ON THE LITTLE ISLE AGAIN
CHAPTER XXVII. THE GOLD MINE
CHAPTER XXVIII. WE ARE TRAPPED – THE BATTLE
CHAPTER XXIX. HOW THE ENEMY PERISH AND THE MONKEY DISCOVERS THE TREASURE
CHAPTER XXX. THE CACHE ON THE ISLE
CHAPTER XXXI. WE RUN THE GAUNTLET – HOME BOUND
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I shall not dwell on our preparations for the voyage; nor shall I attempt a lengthy description of the schooner Pearl which lay in the Basin. Jean Marat's eyes sparkled, when first we came in view of her. She was of one hundred and twenty-one tons burden, and sported a flying-jib, jib, fore mainsail, foresail, fore gaff top-sail, mainsail, and main gaff top-sail. Forward, a companionway led down to the men's quarters; after, the cabin roof, with its grated skylight, was raised but a little above the deck. Two small boats hung in davits. The cabin was sufficiently spacious, and there were four staterooms, and then there was the galley – the jolly Rufe's domain. And he took great pride in exhibiting its treasures.
A day early in August saw us out in the broad Gulf of Mexico, all of the Pearl's sails set to the westerly breeze. Madame Marat mothered our party. In fair weather when she was engineering Rufe's activities in the galley, she sat with her lace-work on the deck. Even the roughest of the sailors would put himself in the way of her smile.
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"Ah, no," said Captain Jean Marat, "this man have mix' blood; ver' many of the mulatto' are ver' cruel; and mos' of these men who have ver' near all white blood are the mos' cruel. They like best of anything to have vengeance. The more exquisite they can make the suffering of others, the more exquisite the pleasure they feel."
I had been very late dropping off to sleep, troubled as I was with thoughts of little Marie and her danger. It seemed I had barely closed my eyes, when Rufe came beating a pan about our ears. "De sun soon up," he said. "Dey ain' no mo' sleep foh de weary."
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