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1In the meantime, we could never make out where he got the drink. That was the ship's mystery. Watch him as we pleased,
2we could do nothing to solve it; and when we asked him to his face, he would only laugh if he were drunk, and if he were
3sober deny solemnly that he ever tasted anything but water. He was not only useless as an officer and a bad influence
4amongst the men, but it was plain that at this rate he must soon kill himself outright, so nobody was much surprised,
5nor very sorry, when one dark night, with a head sea, he disappeared entirely and was seen no more. "Overboard!" said
6the captain. "Well, gentlemen, that saves the trouble of putting him in irons." But there we were, without a mate; and
7it was necessary, of course, to advance one of the men. The boatswain, Job Anderson, was the likeliest man aboard, and
8though he kept his old title, he served in a way as mate. Mr. Trelawney had followed the sea, and his knowledge made him
9very useful, for he often took a watch himself in easy weather. And the coxswain, Israel Hands, was a careful, wily,
10old, experienced seaman who could be trusted at a pinch with almost anything. He was a great confidant of Long John
11Silver, and so the mention of his name leads me on to speak of our ship's cook, Barbecue, as the men called him. Aboard
12ship he carried his crutch by a lanyard round his neck, to have both hands as free as possible. It was something to see
13him wedge the foot of the crutch against a bulkhead, and propped against it, yielding to every movement of the ship, get
14on with his cooking like someone safe ashore. Still more strange was it to see him in the heaviest of weather cross the
15deck. He had a line or two rigged up to help him across the widest spaces--Long John's earrings, they were called; and
16he would hand himself from one place to another, now using the crutch, now trailing it alongside by the lanyard, as
17quickly as another man could walk. Yet some of the men who had sailed with him before expressed their pity to see him so
18reduced. "He's no common man, Barbecue," said the coxswain to me. "He had good schooling in his young days and can speak
19like a book when so minded; and brave--a lion's nothing alongside of Long John! I seen him grapple four and knock their
20heads together--him unarmed." All the crew respected and even obeyed him. He had a way of talking to each and doing
21everybody some particular service. To me he was unweariedly kind, and always glad to see me in the galley, which he kept
22as clean as a new pin, the dishes hanging up burnished and his parrot in a cage in one corner. "Come away, Hawkins," he
23would say; "come and have a yarn with John. Nobody more welcome than yourself, my son. Sit you down and hear the news.
24Here's Cap'n Flint--I calls my parrot Cap'n Flint, after the famous buccaneer--here's Cap'n Flint predicting success to
25our v'yage. Wasn't you, Cap'n?" And the parrot would say, with great rapidity, "Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Pieces
26of eight!" till you wondered that it was not out of breath, or till John threw his handkerchief over the cage. "Now,
27that bird," he would say, "is, maybe, two hundred years old, Hawkins--they live forever mostly; and if anybody's seen
28more wickedness, it must be the devil himself. She's sailed with England, the great Cap'n England, the pirate. She's
29been at Madagascar, and at Malabar, and Surinam, and Providence, and Portobello. She was at the fishing up of the
30wrecked plate ships. It's there she learned 'Pieces of eight,' and little wonder; three hundred and fifty thousand of
31'em, Hawkins! She was at the boarding of the Viceroy of the Indies out of Goa, she was; and to look at her you would
32think she was a babby. But you smelt powder--didn't you, Cap'n?" "Stand by to go about," the parrot would scream. "Ah,
33she's a handsome craft, she is," the cook would say, and give her sugar from his pocket, and then the bird would peck at
34the bars and swear straight on, passing belief for wickedness. "There," John would add, "you can't touch pitch and not
35be mucked, lad. Here's this poor old innocent bird o' mine swearing blue fire, and none the wiser, you may lay to that.
36She would swear the same, in a manner of speaking, before chaplain." And John would touch his forelock with a solemn way
37he had that made me think he was the best of men. In the meantime, the squire and Captain Smollett were still on pretty
38distant terms with one another. The squire made no bones about the matter; he despised the captain. The captain, on his
39part, never spoke but when he was spoken to, and then sharp and short and dry, and not a word wasted. He owned, when
40driven into a corner, that he seemed to have been wrong about the crew, that some of them were as brisk as he wanted to
41see and all had behaved fairly well. As for the ship, he had taken a downright fancy to her. "She'll lie a point nearer
42the wind than a man has a right to expect of his own married wife, sir. But," he would add, "all I say is, we're not
43home again, and I don't like the cruise." The squire, at this, would turn away and march up and down the deck, chin in
44air. "A trifle more of that man," he would say, "and I shall explode." We had some heavy weather, which only proved the
45qualities of the HISPANIOLA. Every man on board seemed well content, and they must have been hard to please if they had
46been otherwise, for it is my belief there was never a ship's company so spoiled since Noah put to sea. Double grog was
47going on the least excuse; there was duff on odd days, as, for instance, if the squire heard it was any man's birthday,
48and always a barrel of apples standing broached in the waist for anyone to help himself that had a fancy. "Never knew
49good come of it yet," the captain said to Dr. Livesey. "Spoil forecastle hands, make devils. That's my belief." But good
50did come of the apple barrel, as you shall hear, for if it had not been for that, we should have had no note of warning
51and might all have perished by the hand of treachery. This was how it came about. We had run up the trades to get the
52wind of the island we were after--I am not allowed to be more plain--and now we were running down for it with a bright
53lookout day and night. It was about the last day of our outward voyage by the largest computation; some time that night,
54or at latest before noon of the morrow, we should sight the Treasure Island. We were heading S.S.W. and had a steady
55breeze abeam and a quiet sea. The HISPANIOLA rolled steadily, dipping her bowsprit now and then with a whiff of spray.
56All was drawing alow and aloft; everyone was in the bravest spirits because we were now so near an end of the first part
57of our adventure. Now, just after sundown, when all my work was over and I was on my way to my berth, it occurred to me
58that I should like an apple. I ran on deck. The watch was all forward looking out for the island. The man at the helm
59was watching the luff of the sail and whistling away gently to himself, and that was the only sound excepting the swish
60of the sea against the bows and around the sides of the ship. In I got bodily into the apple barrel, and found there was
61scarce an apple left; but sitting down there in the dark, what with the sound of the waters and the rocking movement of
62the ship, I had either fallen asleep or was on the point of doing so when a heavy man sat down with rather a clash close
63by. The barrel shook as he leaned his shoulders against it, and I was just about to jump up when the man began to speak.
64It was Silver's voice, and before I had heard a dozen words, I would not have shown myself for all the world, but lay
65there, trembling and listening, in the extreme of fear and curiosity, for from these dozen words I understood that the
66lives of all the honest men aboard depended upon me alone. XI What I Heard in the Apple-Barrel
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