Chapter 33 of me' pirate story!

This is the SECOND TO LAST CHAPTER! crazy huh?


Chapter 33:

"To think I once hated them all." thought Sarah, taking one last gaze at the Ransom, as The Swan pulled out the the harbor. "To think I once longed to go home with all my heart, and now, when I'm going, I'm crying."

She sighed. She was alone. A new sensation after never having a minute to herself aboard the Ransom.

"This is going to be the longest year of my life. And the loneliest. Oh, Jamie!" And Sarah felt her heart ache.

The Swan was a lovely fast ship. The Cabins were beautiful and the other boarders were friendly. They asked Sarah a great deal of questions, Sarah answered them politely, but confessed she had to keep some things to herself.

Sarah didn't know what to do with herself. There was no work to be done, no cards to play, no pirate telling a long exaggerated story, no dinner for her to cook, and no one interesting to talk to.

Sarah would have traded away The Swan for the Ransom any day.

Every time the weather was nice, Sarah climbed up onto the decks and looked out onto the water. Just water and sky, and nothing else. She longed to see the black sails and tall masts of the Ransom, but of course, she never did.

One time, by accident, Sarah fell asleep out on the deck, as she had so many times before. When she awoke, she thought for a minute she was back on the Ransom, but, of course, she wasn't.

They docked in Albandale on a cool spring evening. It hadn't changed one bit. But Sarah had.

She stepped down the familiar streets, seeing no one, then, as she ran around a corner, she bumped into her Mother.

"Mother! Tis' me, Sarah! Ohhh! I've got so much to tell you!...."

The word spread quickly as it always does in a small town. Soon everyone in Albandale knew the story of Sarah Smithins. She had been enslaved by pirates, captured by Indians, gone to the Bahamas, had seen a pirate raid, was trapped in a storm, had seen real buried treasure, then had gotten engaged to the young pirate who had started the whole adventure!

"Well!" said Mrs, Reban to Mrs. Smithins "So that's what it took to make your girl fall in love!"

All the other young girls wanted to know everything about Jamison, and how she could have ever fallen in love with him, but Sarah kept most of her story to herself. It was too a precious thing to share with everyone.

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Oh dear!!! Okay, the first page of the next chapter I was going to post got torn!! Baby Sean got to it, LOL. I don't know what to do! How about soon I post the next chapter after that one? Chapter 4? Because all that chapter was about was getting ready for Chrsitmas. ;)

Sorry guys!

More coming later!

Chap 3!

Chapter 3: Getting Ready For Christmas

It was soon to be Christmastime. Everyone was so excited. Thought they didn't have much of Christmas decorations. Laura, Sarah, and Caroline just hung branches along the halls with help from mother.

Tom had kept on continueally chopping down firewood and bringing it in to the fireplace with help from father.

They did not have a fancy Advent wreth, but a sensable one.

Everyone was also so excited about the baby. Tom, oh, so much hoped that it would be a boy, but deep down inside he knew it was going to be a girl.

Martha and Lottie danced around the house with excitment, and sometimes Caroline and Elsa joined them.

Tom was now too overwhelmed with all the girls in the house, not one boy to play with. He deeply realised how inportant a brother was. And her mother even felt very sorry for him.

While mother was baking hot cakes for breakfast, Martha cried with ahppiness and excitement, "Oh, I can't wait till Christmas! How many days till then?"

Mother laughed and answered, "5, honey, 5."

"Oh, I hoped it would be tomorrow!" Mother just laughed again.

"And I also hoped that the baby would be born tomorrow." Martha added.

"I'm glad you hope so dear." said mother with a smile. Then Martha ran off to play again. Mother, then, couldn't help but to burst into laughter again. How sweet my little Martha is, she thought.

Chapter 32!!!

Hey guys!!! You're almost done!!! How do you like this chapter?!? Do you think their parting is good? I had the hardest time trying to write it! lol. Tell me what you think, be honest!


Chapter 32:

The treasure, indeed, was more riches then Sarah had ever seen. It was like a king's treasure chamber. Boxes and boxes of gold, jewels, silver, and other precious things lay in a great pit. Three sculls lay to the side of the hole, where the Black King's crew had tossed them.

It took the Ransom's crew all day to load it aboard the ship.

Jamison watched as they rowed the boats of treasure up to the Ransom.

"Captain Eddie was the greatest pirate ever." he said "The only one who could rival him was Captain King." he paused "And I just beat King, I guess that makes me one of the best pirates, does it not?"

Sarah carefully tied a bandage around Jamison's arm. "I guess so, Jamie." she paused "What are going to do with your life now?"

Jamison shrugged. "I don't know. What will you be doing?"

Sarah sighed, and bit her lip. "I think I have to go home now. My parents surely think I'm dead. I can't leave them like that."

"Yeah." agreed Jamison slowly "You really should go."

"I don't really want to go." confessed Sarah "I'll miss sailing, and the crew, and, Jamie, I'm going to miss you most of all." she whispered, leaning against his uninjured arm. "Will you keep being a pirate, Jamison?'"

"I don't know... I can't very well just up and leave my ship and crew, and I don't want to quit sailing. I love the sea. But I shan't be doing any more kidnapping or slaving, or merciless killing."

The sail back to the city was uneventful. But when the crew heard Sarah was to leave them and go home, they all got very disappointed.

They docked at the city's wharfs early one morning. Jamison booked Sarah on the finest ship he could find. She'd have her own private cabin, and many other luxuries. The ship, it was called The Swan, left in only two days.

Sarah had but two days left with her friends from the Ransom. Those last days were pleasant, yet bittersweet. On the night before she left, Jamison took Sarah out on a long walk. And while Jamison tried not to show it, Sarah saw it was clear her leaving was going to be very hard on him.

The next morning was a sad one. The good-byes were unbearable and Sarah was close to tears as Jamison took her hand and lead her off the Ransom to the docks to board The Swan. The Swan's horn sounded loudly. She had but ten minutes left with Jamison.

"You'll come see me, won't you?" asked Sarah

Jamison nodded. "I will."

Sarah flung her arms around his neck, "Oh, Jamie! I'll miss you!"

"I'll come see you, Sarah. Once my life is all straightened out."

Sarah clung onto Jamison, crying, and feeling her heart break. Then she broke away from him, and met his gaze. "Jamie, once I get back home, all my friends are going to ask me if I'm going to marry the sailor I fell in love with. What should I say?"

He laughed, and pulled her close again. "You should say, yes, you are going to. Because, Sarah, I have every intention of bringing you aboard my ship for keeps when we meet again."

Sarah's eyes gleamed wit joy. "Oh, Jamison Dread, I love you!"

Jamison hugged her tightly. "I love you too, Sarah, so much. More then you could ever imagine."

The Swan's horn sounded again. They had only a few minutes left.

"Stay safe." whispered Sarah "You really are too daring sometimes."

"And you stay safe too, Sarah, you trust young men far too quickly."

She laughed, then paused. "It'll take me about a year to get back home again, so I shan't see you for a very long time." she sighed "So much can change and happen in a year."

"Aye." said Jamison "But some things never change, like this." And he kissed her.

Sarah felt tears in her eyes again.

"Good bye, Sarah. I love you." he whispered, then he broke away from her. Sarah boarded The Swan and looked over the rail. Jamison was standing on the deck. He wasn't crying, Jamison never cried, but he looked close to it.

"I will cry tears of joy when I leave Jamison." She had said that months ago.

No, she would cry tears of sorrow.

More Of The Only Son

Chapter 2: The Town Fair

As soon as the wagon was loaded, the set off, for if the stayed any longer they would be late.

After 30 minutes of the drive, Martha and Lottie bcame bored.

"It's only been a half an hour." observed Sarah.

"We'll probably be there in 5 minutes. Now calm down." father anounced.

"Okay." sighed Martha. But the 10 minutes felt like hours to Martha. Tom thought it funny and laughed.

"I'm cold." Lottie complained.

"Alright." soothed mother, wrapping a blanket around her.

Soon they were finally at the town fair! Everyone piled out of the wagon.

They all jumped up and down with glee. Caroline and Elsa went to see the pigs, and who would win the prise. And mother took Martha and Lottie to look at the pumpkins. Tom and father came with them, for Tom had a pumpkin he wanted to bring to see if it would win 1st place. It was very big, orange, fat but not as good-looking as the others.

"I think you're going to win 1st place, Tom!" Martha cried.

Tom just laughed and said, "Thanks, but I don't think so myself." And he was right, he won 3th place. A boy named Jim won 1st, and a boy named Michael won 2nd.

Mother smiled and put a hand on Tom's shoulder. "Even though your pumkin didn't win first place, I think it's the best one of all." she said.

"Aw, thanks, Mama."

Soon Caroline and Elsa came rushing toward them. "The pig whom we wanted to win the prise won!" they gasped.

"Oh, how lovely! But do you know where Sarah and Laura are?" said mother,

"Yes, they're playing games."

"Oh." winked mother.

"They're playing games? Oh, may we go with them, father?" asked Tom, axiously.

"Oh, alright." he answered.

"Yay!" and off they went.

"Oh, hello, father, hello, Tom." greeted Sarah when they reached the games.

"Hello." they said.

"Woah!" Tom cried in amazment, already playing a game that father let him play after a lot of promising and begging. It was worth the begging and promising, for he enjoyed it.

Soon it was time for lunch, so mother bought them all a sanwitch, which was a penny a peice.

"Yummy!" said Lottie while she ate her sanwitch. Father smiled with a twinkle in his eye.

After lunch mother anounced that they had to go. Martha and Lottie began to cry, but deep down inside they were happy that they had the most wonderful time.

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chapter 31

The Captain of the Black King called off his men, and readied himself for the duel.

"Jamie!" cried Johnny "This is a fool thing to do! Everyone knows Captain King is the best swordsmen in the whole world. Nobody has ever beaten him. Even Captain Frite refused to fight him, knowing he'd never see the sun again if he ever did. Nobody has ever come anywhere close to even cutting Captain King."

"There's a first time for everything." said Jamison holding up his sword "And isn't better for just one man to die, then the whole lot of us? Johnny, you know as well as I, that our crew has no chance against theirs. They'd beat in no time. So what if Captain King is a legend swordsman? Would it not be amazing to beat him? And should I loose, would it not be somewhat of an honor to die by a master like him?"

Sarah listened to all this from her hiding place. So that's why the Ransom's crew feared Captain King. Apparently he the best swordsman on the seas. Sarah shuddered. What if Jamie died?

"But, Jamie..." pleaded Johnny

"No, Johnny, I know what I'm doing."

"No what you're doing? Fighting Captain King? It's foolish, Jamie! But what I was going to say was... Jamison, what about Sarah? Have you thought about her?"

Jamison stopped all he was doing. "Look after her if I fall, Johnny boy." he said He then shook Johnny's hand, and nodded to the crew. Sarah watched, terrified in the bushes.

The two Captains stepped into the circle of men.

"You're a wild lad, that you are." said Captain King "Once I run you through you'll regret this foolish choice."

"It is not a foolish choice. Tis' the only chance my crew has. Why shouldn't, I, their Captain, have the honor of dueling you?"

"Is it not every man for himself? You could have fled, my boy, and left unharmed."

"Why do you tell me this?" asked Jamison, spitting in the dirt.

"I'm just letting everyone here know it was your choice to...die!" yelled the Captain drawing his sword and running at Jamison.

Jamison drew his sword. "To the death, Captain! To the death!"

"Your death, not mine." answered Captain King.

And the duel began.

Their swords flashed in the bright sunlight. In the beginning it was obvious Captain King wasn't trying his best.

"Stop playing with me, and really fight!" growled Jamison "For if I beat you, I want to know I've really beaten you."

"As you wish, lad." And Captain King picked up the pace.

Captain King was flawless in every move. Never could Jamison ever come near to touching him. No matter how hard he tried, his efforts never paid off. More then once, Jamison was cut with the Captain's blade. His whole left arm was soaked in blood. His lip was cut and bleeding, and his hair was soaked with sweat and blood, and caked with dirt. Then, in one single swift move, Captain King tripped Jamison, bringing him to his knees in the dirt.

Sarah gasped. She wanted to close her eyes to block out the awful scene.

"I could kill you right now, boy. Or, I could take you as my slave..." The Captain rambled on, not noticing Jamison reaching slowly for his dropped sword. Just a little further, he inched a tiny bit closer...Jamison grabbed the hilt...

"I don't know what would be better." said the Captain "Seeing your blood spilled upon the ground even more then it is now, or seeing you shackled in my hold, waiting for death, just so you won't have to feel the pain any more..."

"Or, I could kill you." said Jamison calmly. And he brought his sword down into the unsuspecting Captain with the last little strength he had.

Jamison staggered, and finally stood up. Sarah ran from behind the bushes and hugged him tightly, he fell onto her, not having the strength to stand.

The Black King's crew slunk off into the jungle, and their ship soon pulled out of the south bay into the sea.

"Are you going to be alright?" asked Sarah concerned.

"I'll be fine, lassie." said Jamison, then he turned to the his crew. "What are doing lazing around, men? I just won us that treasure! Go and git' it!"

Here is more!

When she reached the palace she said to her mother, "Why can't I marry William? I mean, we didn't find any prince ou there whom I could marry."

"My, child! He is a sheppard boy! I shall never see you marry him!" she answered.

"Mother, just because he is poor and is a sheppard boy, why won't you let me marry him?"

"Bell, you shall never get along well marrying a poor sheppard boy!"

"Oh, yes, I will! You like money too much!"

"I certainly do not! Go to your room this instant, Bell!"

Bell darted up the fancy stairs, crying all the way.

When seh came to her room, she threw herself on her fancy canapy bed, not knowing what to do. She cried so hard that her mother downstairs heard her.

After five minutes, she stopped, sat up, and sliked back her hair, thinking. How could I get mother to like William? She thought. Then Bell's thoughts were sad. The only way for her to get mother to like William, was for William to be rich.

But he won't except my money, Bell thought. Then Bell sprang up with a new idea. Seh could tell William that the only way sher could marry him was if he excepted her money, then her mother would let her because he was rich.

Bell had to wait until the next day to tell William. But seh was lucky, the day past very quickly to her.

She got up very early, the next day, and told William.

He seemed sad at first, then smiled, and said, "Okay."

"Oh, William! How wonderful! Then, yes, I can marry you!" Then they kissed each other gently on the mouth.

"When can we marry?" Bell asked.

"How about on the 9th?" he suggested.

"Oh, William! That will be fine! But my mother has to agree first."

"Oh, of course! But I'm sure she will when she hears I am rich."

"I do too." said Bell happily. She gazed at her ring, it shined brightly.

Bell quickly told William, "I must go tell my mother. But I will be back."

"Alright." he said. Bell walked down the meadow. Wen her mother heard the news, she said, "Really? Well, then, yes, you may marry him."

Bell was more than happy. She hugged her mother. "Oh, mother! You don't know how much this means to me! Thank you so much!" Then she went back outside.

"Oh, I am so glad to hear that!" William cried.

"Me too."