The insubordination of which Rufus Dawes had been guilty was, in this instance, insignificant1. It was the custom of the newly-fledged constables2 of Captain Frere to enter the wards4 at night, armed with cutlasses, tramping about, and making a great noise. Mindful of the report of Pounce5, they pulled the men roughly from their hammocks, examined their persons for concealed6 tobacco, and compelled them to open their mouths to see if any was inside. The men in Dawes’s gang — to which Mr. Troke had an especial objection — were often searched more than once in a night, searched going to work, searched at meals, searched going to prayers, searched coming out, and this in the roughest manner. Their sleep broken, and what little self-respect they might yet presume to retain harried7 out of them, the objects of this incessant8 persecution9 were ready to turn upon and kill their tormentors.
The great aim of Troke was to catch Dawes tripping, but the leader of the “Ring” was far too wary11. In vain had Troke, eager to sustain his reputation for sharpness, burst in upon the convict at all times and seasons. He had found nothing. In vain had he laid traps for him; in vain had he “planted” figs12 of tobacco, and attached long threads to them, waited in a bush hard by, until the pluck at the end of his line should give token that the fish had bitten. The experienced “old hand” was too acute for him. Filled with disgust and ambition, he determined13 upon an ingenious little trick. He was certain that Dawes possessed14 tobacco; the thing was to find it upon him. Now, Rufus Dawes, holding aloof15, as was his custom, from the majority of his companions, had made one friend — if so mindless and battered16 an old wreck17 could be called a friend — Blind Mooney. Perhaps this oddly-assorted friendship was brought about by two causes — one, that Mooney was the only man on the island who knew more of the horrors of convictism than the leader of the Ring; the other, that Mooney was blind, and, to a moody18, sullen19 man, subject to violent fits of passion and a constant suspicion of all his fellow-creatures, a blind companion was more congenial than a sharp-eyed one.
Mooney was one of the “First Fleeters”. He had arrived in Sydney fifty-seven years before, in the year 1789, and when he was transported he was fourteen years old. He had been through the whole round of servitude, had worked as a bondsman, had married, and been “up country”, had been again sentenced, and was a sort of dismal20 patriarch of Norfolk Island, having been there at its former settlement. He had no friends. His wife was long since dead, and he stated, without contradiction, that his master, having taken a fancy to her, had despatched the uncomplaisant husband to imprisonment21. Such cases were not uncommon22.
One of the many ways in which Rufus Dawes had obtained the affection of the old blind man was a gift of such fragments of tobacco as he had himself from time to time secured. Troke knew this; and on the evening in question hit upon an excellent plan. Admitting himself noiselessly into the boat-shed, where the gang slept, he crept close to the sleeping Dawes, and counterfeiting23 Mooney’s mumbling24 utterance25 asked for “some tobacco”. Rufus Dawes was but half awake, and on repeating his request, Troke felt something put into his hand. He grasped Dawes’s arm, and struck a light. He had got his man this time. Dawes had conveyed to his fancied friend a piece of tobacco almost as big as the top joint26 of his little finger. One can understand the feelings of a man entrapped27 by such base means. Rufus Dawes no sooner saw the hated face of Warder Troke peering over his hammock, then he sprang out, and exerting to the utmost his powerful muscles, knocked Mr. Troke fairly off his legs into the arms of the in-coming constables. A desperate struggle took place, at the end of which the convict, overpowered by numbers, was borne senseless to the cells, gagged, and chained to the ring-bolt on the bare flags. While in this condition he was savagely28 beaten by five or six constables.
To this maimed and manacled rebel was the Commandant ushered29 by Troke the next morning.
“Ha! ha! my man,” said the Commandant. “Here you are again, you see. How do you like this sort of thing?”
Dawes, glaring, makes no answer.
“You shall have fifty lashes30, my man,” said Frere. “We’ll see how you feel then!” The fifty were duly administered, and the Commandant called the next day. The rebel was still mute.
“Give him fifty more, Mr. Troke. We’ll see what he’s made of.”
One hundred and twenty lashes were inflicted31 in the course of the morning, but still the sullen convict refused to speak. He was then treated to fourteen days’ solitary32 confinement33 in one of the new cells. On being brought out and confronted with his tormentor10, he merely laughed. For this he was sent back for another fourteen days; and still remaining obdurate34, was flogged again, and got fourteen days more. Had the chaplain then visited him, he might have found him open to consolation35, but the chaplain — so it was stated — was sick. When brought out at the conclusion of his third confinement, he was found to be in so exhausted36 a condition that the doctor ordered him to hospital. As soon as he was sufficiently37 recovered, Frere visited him, and finding his “spirit” not yet “broken”, ordered that he should be put to grind maize38. Dawes declined to work. So they chained his hand to one arm of the grindstone and placed another prisoner at the other arm. As the second prisoner turned, the hand of Dawes of course revolved39.
“You’re not such a pebble40 as folks seemed to think,” grinned Frere, pointing to the turning wheel.
Upon which the indomitable poor devil straightened his sorely-tried muscles, and prevented the wheel from turning at all. Frere gave him fifty more lashes, and sent him the next day to grind cayenne pepper. This was a punishment more dreaded41 by the convicts than any other. The pungent42 dust filled their eyes and lungs, causing them the most excruciating torments43. For a man with a raw back the work was one continued agony. In four days Rufus Dawes, emaciated44, blistered45, blinded, broke down.
“For God’s sake, Captain Frere, kill me at once!” he said.
“No fear,” said the other, rejoiced at this proof of his power. “You’ve given in; that’s all I wanted. Troke, take him off to the hospital.”
When he was in hospital, North visited him.
“I would have come to see you before,” said the clergyman, but I have been very ill.”
In truth he looked so. He had had a fever, it seemed, and they had shaved his beard, and cropped his hair. Dawes could see that the haggard, wasted man had passed through some agony almost as great as his own. The next day Frere visited him, complimented him on his courage, and offered to make him a constable3. Dawes turned his scarred back to his torturer, and resolutely46 declined to answer.
“I am afraid you have made an enemy of the Commandant,” said North, the next day. “Why not accept his offer?”
Dawes cast on him a glance of quiet scorn. “And betray my mates? I’m not one of that sort.”
The clergyman spoke47 to him of hope, of release, of repentance48, and redemption. The prisoner laughed. “Who’s to redeem49 me?” he said, expressing his thoughts in phraseology that to ordinary folks might seem blasphemous50. “It would take a Christ to die again to save such as I.”
North spoke to him of immortality51. “There is another life,” said he. “Do not risk your chance of happiness in it. You have a future to live for, man.”
“I hope not,” said the victim of the “system”. “I want to rest — to rest, and never to be disturbed again.”
His “spirit” was broken enough by this time. Yet he had resolution enough to refuse Frere’s repeated offers. “I’ll never ‘jump’ it,” he said to North, “if they cut me in half first.”
North pityingly implored52 the stubborn mind to have mercy on the lacerated body, but without effect. His own wayward heart gave him the key to read the cipher53 of this man’s life. “A noble nature ruined,” said he to himself. “What is the secret of his history?”
Dawes, on his part, seeing how different from other black coats was this priest — at once so ardent54 and so gloomy, so stern and so tender — began to speculate on the cause of his monitor’s sunken cheeks, fiery55 eyes, and pre-occupied manner, to wonder what grief inspired those agonized56 prayers, those eloquent57 and daring supplications, which were daily poured out over his rude bed. So between these two — the priest and the sinner — was a sort of sympathetic bond.
One day this bond was drawn58 so close as to tug59 at both their heart-strings. The chaplain had a flower in his coat. Dawes eyed it with hungry looks, and, as the clergyman was about to quit the room, said, “Mr. North, will you give me that rosebud60?” North paused irresolutely61, and finally, as if after a struggle with himself, took it carefully from his button-hole, and placed it in the prisoner’s brown, scarred hand. In another instant Dawes, believing himself alone, pressed the gift to his lips. North returned abruptly62, and the eyes of the pair met. Dawes flushed crimson63, but North turned white as death. Neither spoke, but each was drawn close to the other, since both had kissed the rosebud plucked by Sylvia’s fingers.
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