CHAPTER XIII.
MY FIRST ADVENTURE IN MANILA.
"Oliver Raymond, is it possible!" exclaimed the first mate of the Dart, as he leaped ashore and almost embraced me.
"Tom Dawson!" I ejaculated, and wrung his hand over and over again. "And how did you get on that craft out there?
"It's a long story, lad. But where have you been these five or six days? You don't mean to say you left our party on purpose? Or did those rascally natives capture you?"
"Neither, Tom. After I left you I walked up the canyon to where there was a high cliff, and there Captain Kenny tried to do me to death." I gave him a few of the particulars. "Where is the captain now? If he's on that vessel I'll soon have him up before the court at the first civilized seaport comes to hand."
"I reckon Captain Kenny has got his deserts, Oliver. After you left us the Tagals made an unexpected attack, and Captain Kenny, Watt Brown, and Ah Sid were captured, while I and Matt Gory escaped to the boat. We didn't
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