Max Pemberton

“ The fellow uttered a loud cry as the shot struck him, and, a third shot hitting his companion in the arm, the pair made off, reeling like drunken men, and were soon lost to sight behind the projection of the cliff. The third man of their party, who had been wounded at the first bout with the nigger, had already vanished; and, the shore being thus void of men, Burke led the way to the life-boat, and, caring nothing for Joe's tale of the wondrous method of his escape, they ran the ship into the water, and rowed out rapidly into the bay. ”

“ The latter held his musket, and was, when Burke first saw him, loading with great haste for a renewal of the attack upon the nigger; but his fellows lay prone upon the sand in the endeavour to avoid the skim of the bullets, and were crawling slowly toward the life-boat when the campers first came out upon the cliff.
Now when Burke and his three got a sight of this, in one way, droll business, their surprise was as great as though they had seen a dead man walk up suddenly out of the sea. They had never looked to hope that any man but themselves was saved from the ship ”

“ The proposition was agreed to, and they ran along the cliff sharply, descending with the path until they were down upon the beach, but hid by the shelter of the thorn-bushes which bordered the sand. Even while they ran the situation of the seaman in the boat had become desperate; for although he had hit the Spaniard who carried the musket, and the fellow was crawling along the sand in agony, the other two had now come up to the boat, and were laying about them with their cudgels, while the nigger roared like a bull and dealt slashing blows with the butt of his rifle. ”