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 — John Shaqi
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)
We were now reduc'd to the most deplorable and mallancholy Circumstance
imaginable, almost every Man but myself, weak to an extremity, and
near starved with Hunger and Cold; their Hands and Feet frozen and
mortified, with large and deep ulcers in their legs (the very smell
offensive to those of us, who could creep into the air) and nothing to
dress them with, but a Piece of linnen that was cast on shoar. No Fire,
and the weather extream cold; our small stock of Cheese spent, and
nothing to support our feeble Bodies but Rock-weed and a few Muscles,
scarce and difficult to get (at most, not above two or three for each
man a day). So that we had our miserable bodies perishing, and our
poor disconsolate spirits overpowered, with the deplorable Prospect
of starving, without any appearance of relief: Besides, to heighten
(if possible) the agravation we had reason to apprehend, lest the
approaching Spring-Tide (if accompanied with high winds) should totally
overflow us. How dismal such a circumstance must be, is imposible to
express; the pinching cold and hunger, extremity of weakness and pain,
racks and horror of conscience (to many) and foresight of certain and
painful (but lingring) death, without any (even the most remote) views
of deliverance. How heighten'd! How agravated is such Misery! and yet
alas such was our deplorable Case: insomuch that the greater part of
our company were ready to die with horror and despair, without the
least hopes of escaping.
For my own part, I did my utmost to encourage my self, and exhort
the rest to trust in God and patiently wait for his salvation; and
Providence, a little to aleviate our distress, and encourage our Faith,
directed my Mate to strike down a Sea Gull, which he joyfully brought
to me, and I equally divided every one a proportion; and (tho' raw and
scarce every one a mouthful) yet we received and eat thankfully.
The last method of safety we could possibly propose, was, the fixing a
Raft that might carry two men, which was mightily urged by one of our
men, a Sweed, a stout brave fellow, but had since our distress lost
both his feet by the Frost; he frequently importun'd me, to attempt
our deliverance in that way, offering himself to accompany me, or if I
refused him, to go alone. After deliberate thoughts and consideration,
we resolved upon a Raft, but found abundance of labour and difficulty
in clearing the Fore-Yard (of which it was chiefly to be made) from the
junk, by reason our working hands were so few and weak.
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