He might as well have spoken to the winds.

Two of the ruffians seized him by the arms and hurled him over the brig's side into the boat, which had been lowered while the mate went below.

The four men who were lying on the deck were then untied and ordered to follow, which they did without attempting any resistance--Augustus being still left in his painful position, although he struggled and prayed only for the poor satisfaction of being permitted to bid his father farewell.

A handful of sea-biscuit and a jug of water were now handed down; but neither mast, sail, oar, nor compass.

The boat was towed astern for a few minutes, during which the mutineers held another consultation--it was then finally cut adrift.