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tide, so that she
could have her seams caulked, and a coat of pitch laid on below the waterline, and be
made tight and sound for any voyage on which she might be dispatched Reuben
Hawkshaw had lost his wife years before and, when in port at Plymouth, always occupied
lodgings in a house a short distance from that of his cousin; spending his evenings mostly
at Master Diggory's, but refusing to take his breakfast or dinner there.
"I know what is what, cousin," he would say, when the merchant pressed him and Roger
to come to breakfast or dinner. "Women are women and, as is only right, they hold to the
nicety of things; and nothing displeases them more than for people to come in late for
their meals. When I am at work I work, and if when the clock strikes the hour for meals I
am in the middle of a job, I see that it is finished before the men knock off. Then there is
the matter of washing and cleaning up, for one gathers much dust and dirt in the hold of a
ship; so that, do what I would, Roger and I could never reckon upon being punctual, and
the matter would weigh on my mind when I ought to be thinking of other things. No, no,
Diggory, we will be free men, taking our bite and sup on board, as we can make shift to
get them; and then, when work is over, coming with clean hands and a clear mind, to
supper with you. When the Swan's hold is empty, it will be time enough to talk about
amusement."
The evening after the unlading of the cargo was completed, Master Diggory said to his
wife:
"Get the table cleared as soon as you can, Mercy, and bring two flasks of that last batch
of Spanish wine out of the cellar, and put them and some cups on the board. I have two or
three friends coming in, to talk over a matter of business with Reuben and me."
As soon as the table was cleared, Roger asked permission of his aunt to take his cousins
for a walk upon the Hoe. This was readily granted, as there was no other room in which
they could well be bestowed; and having set the wine upon the table, Dame Mercy retired
to look after domestic matters, of which she always found an abundance to occupy her.
In a short time Master Turnbull, Master Streatham, and Master Winslow, three
worshipful traders of Plymouth, arrived.
"Cousin Reuben," Master Diggory said, "I have spoken to these good friends of mine in
respect of that venture which you proposed to me, and they would fain hear more of it,
from your own lips. You can speak with confidence before them; for, whether they agree
to cast in their lot with us or not, no word of this matter will pass their lips."
Reuben addressed himself to his task, and that at much greater detail than he had given,

when first speaking of the matter to Diggory. He told them what he had gathered from the
sea captains, and others, as to the articles with which the Dons traded with the natives.
That they were for the most part cheap and common, and that the amount required for a
sufficient stock of such merchandise would be very small. Small hand mirrors, strings of
colored glass beads, brass rings and trinkets, colored handkerchiefs and bright cloths,
were the articles chiefly used in barter. Knives and axes were greatly prized, the natives
considering iron to be more valuable than silver or gold. Small bells and brass vessels
were also valued, and iron spear and arrow heads were eagerly sought for; but the
Spaniards were chary of providing such goods, seeing that they might be used in conflicts
against themselves.
Then he produced a list of the stores that would be required for the ship and crew.
"In this matter," he said, "you will think, perhaps, that my demands are excessive; but I
am of opinion that money in this way would be well spent. As a rule--though I say it
before men accustomed to victualing ships--our crews are vilely provided for. Salt meat
they must eat, for no other can be obtained at sea; but it should be of good quality,
likewise the other provisions. I want not biscuits that are alive with maggots, nor moldy
flour, nor peas or other things that cattle would turn up their noses at. I want everything
to be the very best of its kind, with cider good, and sound, and in fair abundance.
"This is not an ordinary voyage. We shall be away for many months, maybe for a year or
two; and unless the