A campaign in MexicoScribner, B. F. (Benjamin Franklin)
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A campaign in Mexico
Scribner, B. F. (Benjamin Franklin)
Mexican War, 1846-1848 -- Personal narratives
_26th._--We are spending another Lord’s day in a heathenish manner.
There are very few among us who spend the day differently from other
days. We have not yet heard from our officers. Most of us have ceased
to make calculations upon the future. How strangely is man subject to
fluctuation of feeling!--with what suddenness the mind can fly from
pleasure to pain! Last night I realized this in its fullest sense. I
was seated astern luxuriating under the influence of a fine cigar,
(thanks to my new friend,) and for the first time witnessed a clear
sunset at sea. It was one of the most glorious scenes I ever beheld.
The whole western sky was illuminated with the most gorgeous colors.
The refulgent sun slowly sinking into the liquid blue until nearly
immersed, sank at once, and a dark mist shot upward in his pathway to
the clouds, which still retained their variegated tints. The whole
scene was sublimely beautiful, and filled me with a joyful enthusiasm.
The sea breeze, and the graceful rocking of the ship contributed to
the effect. At such a moment how sweet is the thought of home, and the
pleasures we long to share with loved ones left behind! These alluring
reflections led me at length to a vein of melancholy, and produced a
complete reaction in my whole feelings, which harmonized well with the
changed and threatening aspect of the gathering clouds. We have just
been thrown into a state of intense excitement by the arrival of a
steamer which has taken three of our companies. The rest will remain
till morning.
_27th._--According to arrangement, the steamer arrived this morning,
to transport us to the island. During the bustle of transfer, we were
attracted to the stern of the ship, where the sailors had caught a
shark, on a hook baited with bacon. Soon a great crowd was collected,
many climbing over the bulwarks and among the rigging to witness the
captured fish. He was at length harpooned and shot, but was so large
we could not conveniently bring it on board. Just as we were leaving
the ship an affray took place between the steward and one of our men,
which was soon participated in by the mates, and many of our party.
Several blows passed, pistols were presented, and for a time serious
consequences were feared, but the trouble was soon settled, when the
mate understood the circumstances of the case. It appeared that one
of our men and an officer claimed the same piece of ice, each one
persisting in having bought it of the steward, to whom it was at last
left to decide. He declared in favor of the officer and gave our man
the lie, &c. Then came the knocks. But as I said before, everything was
soon adjusted, and we separated with perfect good feeling. As we shoved
off the mates and crew (steward excepted) leaned over the bulwarks, and
gave us three hearty cheers. We landed at Brazos Santiago about noon,
having had several hard thumps as we passed the reefs.
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