Contraband: A Tale of Modern Smugglers

The mail packet S.S. _Glenbow_, ploughing her way up the south-west coast of Newfoundland in a beam sea and half a gale of wind, rolled rail in rail out as she neared St. Lawrence.

At half an hour after midnight, the _Glenbow_ rounded Saltern Head and drawing in close to the land dropped her anchor about ten minutes' row from Saltern Quay. The wind had dro...

It was ten o'clock the same day. The captain had carried out his threat to get up and was reclining in an easy chair with his lame leg resting on a footstool. Dare was squatting...

Once they were far enough off the land to clear Shagtown Cape they had straight sailing, and shaking out the reef in the big foresail they settled down to the short voyage. They...

Ben overslept. That is to put it mildly. He woke with a start to discover that it was five o'clock. After magnifying his conduct in appropriate language he hurried on deck to lo...

"When I left the quay I went straight across to the barber's," he told Ben. "He's a funny chap; smells like anything of scent; and talk--my word! he gets round a subject in the...

Once clear of the harbour the _Mary_ set out on a course which would find her some miles off the Saltern coast by ten o'clock, if she kept to it. Ben and Dare were nowise put ou...

"So long as it's a reckoning we don't have to pay, I don't mind," said Dare, for Pierre's personality had impressed him and he could not help remembering the summary treatment h...

Half an hour later the ship began to get under way. She made her exit from the cave without accident of any kind, though her sides scraped the rock in passing.

Pierre was in a great hurry. He pressed all sail on the schooner and started the engine, with the result that she began to cover the course at a great rate. A new moon was in it...

Captain Stanley was closeted with the captain of the Revenue cutter _Drake_, which had anchored off Saltern at eleven o'clock that night. Despite the lateness of the hour Captai...

Dare was standing at the window of his father's office, looking out over the town to where the _Drake_ rode at anchor. In the room were Captains McDonnell and Stanley, deep in t...