A year in China : $b and a narrative of capture and imprisonment, when homeward bound, on board the rebel pirate FloridaWilliams, Martha Noyes
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A year in China : $b and a narrative of capture and imprisonment, when homeward bound, on board the rebel pirate Florida
Williams, Martha Noyes
Capture at sea -- Personal narratives; China -- Description and travel; Piracy -- Personal narratives
case of discipline that occurred while we were on board. The steamer
was shockingly dirty, and in an almost filthy condition,--the deck
affording no place where a woman could remain with unsoiled skirts.
Indeed, excepting in the most miserable hovels of the foreign poor in
the outskirts of the city of New York, I never met with such disgusting
untidiness and want of cleanliness. With these surroundings personal
neatness was out of the question, and my garments became shockingly
soiled and unsightly. But _malgré_ this pitiable plight, with all its
attendant exposure to the vulgar gaze and criticisms of the low and
degraded men composing the officers and crew of the _Florida_, it was,
with the exception of an occasional emotion of contempt and righteous
indignation, entirely lost sight of in the absorbing thought and prayer
for a speedy deliverance from such an unhallowed atmosphere.
Saturday wore slowly away, and after another fearful night the Sabbath
found us again chasing one of our vessels. On such a ship as the
_Florida_ any appearance of properly regarding the day would have
presented an anomaly,--the habits of both officers and men, and the
iniquitious business in which they were engaged, being so thoroughly in
keeping with their surroundings. The crew were at work as usual during
the whole day, some scraping the masts, and all on the _qui vive_,
and animated with the idea of bagging and burning another “Yankee.”
Captain Maffit did not know that it was Sunday until the fact was
alluded to by one of our number in his presence, which caused him to
exclaim,--“Sunday! Is it Sunday? I did not think of its being Sunday!”
The burden of our prayers during the day was for the final escape of
their anticipated victim, which proved to be a schooner, and got rid
of her pursuers by skilful management, obliging them to tack ship
repeatedly. The crew of the pirate, not being experienced sailors, were
awkward and slow in performing their duties. They were mostly composed
of the lowest class of Irish, with some few English and Scotch,--most
of whom had formerly been in the rebel army, and were mere tyros in
nautical matters. Captain Maffit told us, however, that he had drilled
them at the guns until they could manage them with great celerity and
effect.
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