A narrative of the sufferings, preservation and deliverance, of Capt. John Dean and company: in the Nottingham galley of London, cast away on Boon-Island, near New England, December 11, 1710Dean, John
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A narrative of the sufferings, preservation and deliverance, of Capt. John Dean and company: in the Nottingham galley of London, cast away on Boon-Island, near New England, December 11, 1710
Dean, John
Boon Island (Me.); Nottingham Galley (Merchant ship)
The second or third Sea heav'd the Ship along Side of it, running
likewise so very high, and the Ship labouring so excessively that we
were not able to stand upon Deck, and notwithstanding it was not above
thirty or forty Yards, yet the Weather was so thick and dark we cou'd
not see the Rock, so that we were justly thrown into a Consternation
at the sad Prospect of immediately perishing in the Sea. I presently
call'd down all Hands to the Cabin, where we continu'd a few Minutes
earnestly supplicating Mercy; but knowing Prayers without Endeavours
are vain, I order'd all up again, to cut the Masts by the board, but
several sunck so under Racks of Conscience that they were not able to
stir. However, we upon deck cut the Weather-most shrouds, and the Ship
heeling towards the Rock, the force of the Sea soon broke the Masts, so
that they fell right towards the Shore.
One of the men went out on the Boltspright, and returning, told me
he saw something black ahead, and wou'd adventure to get on shore,
accompanied with any other Person; upon which I desir'd some of the
best swimmers (my Mate and one more) to go with him, and if they
recover'd the Rock, to give notice by their Calls, and direct us to the
most secure Place; and remembring some money and papers that might be
of use, also Ammunition, Brandy, &c. I went down and open'd the Place
in which they were but the Ship bulging, her decks opening, her back
broke, and beams giving way, so that the Stern sunk almost under water,
I was oblig'd to hasten forward to prevent immediate perishing. And
having heard nothing of the men gone before, concluded them lost; yet
notwithstanding, I was under a necessity to make the same Adventure
upon the Fore Mast, moving gradually forward betwixt every sea, 'till
at last quitting it, I cast myself with all the strength I had toward
the Rock, and it being dead low water and the Rock exceeding slippery
I cou'd get no Hold, but tore my Fingers, Hands and Arms in a most
lamentable Manner; every wash of the sea fetching me off again, so that
it was with the utmost peril and difficulty that I got safe on shore at
last. The rest of the men running the same hazard yet thro' mercy we
all escap'd with our lives.
After endeavouring to discharge the salt-water, and creeping a little
way up the Rock, I heard the three men mentioned before and by ten
all met together; where with joyfull hearts we return'd humble thanks
to Providence for our Deliverance from so eminent a Danger; we then
endeavour'd to gain shelter to the Lee-ward of the Rock, but found it
so small and inconsiderable that it wou'd afford none (being but about
one hundred Yards long, and Fifty broad) and so very craggy, that we
cou'd not walk to keep our selves warm, the weather still continuing
extream cold, with Snow and Rain.
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