Julia Effingham was embarked on board the large, burthensome, and not
alarmingly fast sailing brig Avon--John Burton, master; while the ship
under the command of Captain Allerton was called the Hyperion. Both
vessels were nearly of the same tonnage, though there was much
difference in their rates of sailing, the Hyperion having been built as
near the model of a swift American ship as the English naval architect's
conscience would let him, which, however, did not allow him any greater
latitude than such as made a very obvious difference in their appearance
and rate of speed. Miss Effingham was accompanied by her maid, Miss
Dolly, alias Dorothea, Hastings. Nothing material occurred for the first
six weeks of their voyage, by which time they had nearly reached the
equator, except that Allerton improved every opportunity afforded by
light breezes and calms to visit the Avon; which visits Captain Burton,
honest man! supposed were intended for himself.
But at this period--that is, six weeks after leaving the Lizard Point,
and while the two ships were in that peculiarly disagreeable strip of
salt water that lies between the southern limits of the north-east
trade-wind and the northern edge of the south-east, and is affected by
neither--there came on one night one of those very black and threatening
squalls, that look as though they would blow the ocean out of its bed,
and frequently do not blow at all. Captain Burton, who thought a squall
was a squall all over the world, and who was better acquainted with the
Grand Banks and the Bay of Biscay than with the tropics, took in all
sail, while the Hyperion, with topgallant-sails lowered, ran gallantly
before it, and made upwards of fifty miles before the breeze left her.
The Avon was in her turn shortly after favored with a fine breeze, but
the two ships did not meet again till they had passed Cape Horn.
In the mean time, Mr. Effingham began to discover that Chili was not
paradise, nor its inhabitants saints; many thefts, robberies, and
frauds, were practised upon him, for which he could obtain no redress
from the contemptible magistrates; an earthquake, that did a great deal
of damage, was followed by a sweeping epidemic, which, as it affected
only the natives, was imputed by the priests to magic art and diabolical
witchcraft on the part of the heretical foreign residents. A riot was
the consequence, and the foreigners were only able to secure their lives
and property by a combination of their numbers, and the most determined
firmness of purpose. In short, the harassed merchant found out at last
that he had blundered into one of those self-styled republics, so many
of which have sprung up and passed away since the commencement of the
nineteenth century, where infant Liberty is nursed by mother Mob.
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