he ran on, to the fellows who were shifting the powder; and
then suddenly observing me examining the swivel we carried amidships, a
long brass nine--"Here, you ship's boy," he cried, "out o' that! Off
with you to the cook and get some work."

And then as I was hurrying off I heard him say, quite loudly, to the
doctor:

"I'll have no favorites on my ship."

I assure you I was quite of the squire's way of thinking, and hated the
captain deeply.

CHAPTER X

THE VOYAGE

All that night we were in a great bustle getting things stowed in their
place, and boatfuls of the squire's friends, Mr. Blandly and the like,
coming off to wish him a good voyage and a safe return. We never had a
night at the "Admiral Benbow" when I had half the work; and I was
dog-tired when, a little before dawn, the boatswain sounded his pipe,
and the crew began to man the capstan bars. I might have been twice as
weary, yet I would not have left the deck, all was so new and
interesting to me--the brief commands, the shrill notes of the whistle,
the men bustling to their places in the glimmer of the ship's lanterns.

"Now, Barbecue, tip us a stave," cried one voice.

"The old one," cried another.

"Ay, ay, mates," said Long John, who was standing by, with his crutch
under his arm, and at once broke out in the air and words I knew so
well:

"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest"--

And then the whole crew bore chorus:

"Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!"

And at the third "ho!" drove the bars before them with a will.

Even at that exciting moment it carried me back to the old "Admiral
Benbow" in a second, and I seemed to hear the voice of the captain
piping in the chorus. But soon the anchor was short up; soon it was
hanging dripping at the bows; soon the sails began to draw, and the land
and shipping to flit by on either side, and before I could lie down to
snatch an hour of slumber the _Hispaniola_ had begun her voyage to the
Isle of Treasure.

I am not going to relate the voyage in detail. It was fairly prosperous.
The ship proved to be a good ship, the crew were capable seamen, and the
captain thoroughly understood his business. But before we came the
length of Treasure Island, two or three things had happened which
require to be known.

Mr. Arrow, first of all, turned out even worse than the captain had
feared. He had no command among the men, and people did what they
pleased with him. But that was by no means the wors