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Kate Bonnet The Romance Of A Pirate's Daughter
Kate Bonnet The Romance Of A Pirate's Daughter
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. TWO YOUNG PEOPLE, A SHIP, AND A FISH
II. A FRUIT-BASKET AND A FRIEND
III. THE TWO CLOCKS
IV. ON THE QUARTER-DECK
V. AN UNSUCCESSFUL ERRAND
VI. A PAIR OF SHOES AND STOCKINGS
VII. KATE PLANS
VIII. BEN GREENWAY IS CONVINCED THAT BONNET IS A PIRATE
IX. DICKORY SETS FORTH
X. CAPTAIN CHRISTOPHER VINCE
XI. BAD WEATHER
XII. FACE TO FACE
XIII. CAPTAIN BONNET GOES TO CHURCH
XIV. A GIRL TO THE FRONT
XV. THE GOVERNOR OF JAMAICA
XVI. A QUESTION OF ETIQUETTE
XVII. AN ORNAMENTED BEARD
XVIII. I HAVE NO RIGHT; I AM A PIRATE
XIX. THE NEW FIRST LIEUTENANT
XX. ONE NORTH, ONE SOUTH
XXI. A PROJECTED MARRIAGE
XXII. BLADE TO BLADE
XXIII. THE ADDRESS OF THE LETTER
XXIV. BELIZE
XXV. WISE MR. DELAPLAINE
XXVI. DICKORY STRETCHES HIS LEGS
XXVII. A GIRL WHO LAUGHED
XXVIII. LUCILLA'S SHIP
XXIX. CAPTAIN ICHABOD
XXX. DAME CHARTER MAKES A FRIEND
XXXI. MR. DELAPLAINE LEADS A BOARDING PARTY
XXXII. THE DELIVERY OF THE LETTER
XXXIII. BLACKBEARD GIVES GREENWAY SOME DIFFICULT WORK
XXXIV. CAPTAIN THOMAS OF THE ROYAL JAMES
XXXV. A CHAPTER OF HAPPENINGS
XXXVI. THE TIDE DECIDES
XXXVII. BONNET AND GREENWAY PART COMPANY
XXXVIII. AGAIN DICKORY WAS THERE
XXXIX. THE BLESSINGS WHICH COME FROM THE DEATH OF THE WICKED
XL. CAPTAIN ICHABOD PUTS THE CASE
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
FACING PAGE
"Oh, Kate!" said Dickory, "you should have seen that wonderful pirate
fight" _Frontispiece_
"If you talk to me like that I will cut you down where you stand!" 46
"He is my father!" said Kate 124
"Haste ye! haste ye," cried Dickory, "they will leave you behind" 155
"Take that," he feebly said, "and swear that it shall be delivered" 241
Kate and her father in the warehouse 260
Lucilla rescues Dickory 337
In an instant Dickory was there 403
KATE BONNET
CHAPTER I
TWO YOUNG PEOPLE, A SHIP, AND A FISH
The month was September and the place was in the neighbourhood of
Bridgetown, in the island of Barbadoes. The seventeenth century was not
seventeen years old, but the girl who walked slowly down to the river
bank was three years its senior. She carried a fishing-rod and line, and
her name was Kate Bonnet. She was a bright-faced, quick-moving young
person, and apparently did not expect to catch many fish, for she had no
basket in which to carry away her finny prizes. Nor, apparently, did she
have any bait, except that which was upon her hook and which had been
affixed there by one of the servants at her home, not far away. In fact,
Mistress Kate was too nicely dressed and her gloves were too clean to
have much to do with fish or bait, but she seated herself on a little
rock in a shady spot not far from the water and threw forth her line.
Then she gazed about her; a little up the river and a good deal down the
river.
It was truly a pleasant scene which lay before her eyes. Not half a mile
away was the bridge which gave this English settlement its name, and
beyond the river were woods and cultivated fields, with here and there a
little bit of smoke, for it was growing late in the afternoon, when
smoke meant supper. Beyond all this the land rose from the lower ground
near the river and the sea, in terrace after terrace, until the upper
stretches of its woodlands showed clear against the evening sky.
But Mistress Kate Bonnet now gazed steadily down the stream, beyond the
town and the bridge, and paid no more attention to the scenery than the
scenery did to her, although one was quite as beautiful as the other.
There was a bunch of white flowers in the hat of the young girl; not a
very large one, and not a very small one, but of such a size as might be
easily seen from the bridge, had any one happened to be crossing about
that time. And, in fact, as the wearer of the hat and the white flowers
still continued to gaze at the bridge, she saw some one come out upon it
with a quick, buoyant step, and then she saw him stop and gaze steadily
up the river. At this she turned her head, and her eyes went out over
the beautiful landscape and the wide terraces rising above each other
towards the sky.
CHAPTER
I. TWO YOUNG PEOPLE, A SHIP, AND A FISH
II. A FRUIT-BASKET AND A FRIEND
III. THE TWO CLOCKS
IV. ON THE QUARTER-DECK
V. AN UNSUCCESSFUL ERRAND
VI. A PAIR OF SHOES AND STOCKINGS
VII. KATE PLANS
VIII. BEN GREENWAY IS CONVINCED THAT BONNET IS A PIRATE
IX. DICKORY SETS FORTH
X. CAPTAIN CHRISTOPHER VINCE
XI. BAD WEATHER
XII. FACE TO FACE
XIII. CAPTAIN BONNET GOES TO CHURCH
XIV. A GIRL TO THE FRONT
XV. THE GOVERNOR OF JAMAICA
XVI. A QUESTION OF ETIQUETTE
XVII. AN ORNAMENTED BEARD
XVIII. I HAVE NO RIGHT; I AM A PIRATE
XIX. THE NEW FIRST LIEUTENANT
XX. ONE NORTH, ONE SOUTH
XXI. A PROJECTED MARRIAGE
XXII. BLADE TO BLADE
XXIII. THE ADDRESS OF THE LETTER
XXIV. BELIZE
XXV. WISE MR. DELAPLAINE
XXVI. DICKORY STRETCHES HIS LEGS
XXVII. A GIRL WHO LAUGHED
XXVIII. LUCILLA'S SHIP
XXIX. CAPTAIN ICHABOD
XXX. DAME CHARTER MAKES A FRIEND
XXXI. MR. DELAPLAINE LEADS A BOARDING PARTY
XXXII. THE DELIVERY OF THE LETTER
XXXIII. BLACKBEARD GIVES GREENWAY SOME DIFFICULT WORK
XXXIV. CAPTAIN THOMAS OF THE ROYAL JAMES
XXXV. A CHAPTER OF HAPPENINGS
XXXVI. THE TIDE DECIDES
XXXVII. BONNET AND GREENWAY PART COMPANY
XXXVIII. AGAIN DICKORY WAS THERE
XXXIX. THE BLESSINGS WHICH COME FROM THE DEATH OF THE WICKED
XL. CAPTAIN ICHABOD PUTS THE CASE
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
FACING PAGE
"Oh, Kate!" said Dickory, "you should have seen that wonderful pirate
fight" _Frontispiece_
"If you talk to me like that I will cut you down where you stand!" 46
"He is my father!" said Kate 124
"Haste ye! haste ye," cried Dickory, "they will leave you behind" 155
"Take that," he feebly said, "and swear that it shall be delivered" 241
Kate and her father in the warehouse 260
Lucilla rescues Dickory 337
In an instant Dickory was there 403
KATE BONNET
CHAPTER I
TWO YOUNG PEOPLE, A SHIP, AND A FISH
The month was September and the place was in the neighbourhood of
Bridgetown, in the island of Barbadoes. The seventeenth century was not
seventeen years old, but the girl who walked slowly down to the river
bank was three years its senior. She carried a fishing-rod and line, and
her name was Kate Bonnet. She was a bright-faced, quick-moving young
person, and apparently did not expect to catch many fish, for she had no
basket in which to carry away her finny prizes. Nor, apparently, did she
have any bait, except that which was upon her hook and which had been
affixed there by one of the servants at her home, not far away. In fact,
Mistress Kate was too nicely dressed and her gloves were too clean to
have much to do with fish or bait, but she seated herself on a little
rock in a shady spot not far from the water and threw forth her line.
Then she gazed about her; a little up the river and a good deal down the
river.
It was truly a pleasant scene which lay before her eyes. Not half a mile
away was the bridge which gave this English settlement its name, and
beyond the river were woods and cultivated fields, with here and there a
little bit of smoke, for it was growing late in the afternoon, when
smoke meant supper. Beyond all this the land rose from the lower ground
near the river and the sea, in terrace after terrace, until the upper
stretches of its woodlands showed clear against the evening sky.
But Mistress Kate Bonnet now gazed steadily down the stream, beyond the
town and the bridge, and paid no more attention to the scenery than the
scenery did to her, although one was quite as beautiful as the other.
There was a bunch of white flowers in the hat of the young girl; not a
very large one, and not a very small one, but of such a size as might be
easily seen from the bridge, had any one happened to be crossing about
that time. And, in fact, as the wearer of the hat and the white flowers
still continued to gaze at the bridge, she saw some one come out upon it
with a quick, buoyant step, and then she saw him stop and gaze steadily
up the river. At this she turned her head, and her eyes went out over
the beautiful landscape and the wide terraces rising above each other
towards the sky.