Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last centuryHolt, Emily Sarah
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Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century
Holt, Emily Sarah
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Religious fiction
So we were marched down eleven miles to the shore. Ah! but
my heart ached for Miss Magdalene and Roswith ere we reached it! It
was a grand comfort to find Roswith bound with me, for she was but a
wee wean of eight years, and I a grown maiden of twenty. Doubtless
this was the Lord's mercy. When we came to the sea, we saw a great
ship lying afar off, and we were all thrust into boats to carry us
thither. When we were aboard, the troopers, some of whom came with
us, did drive us below, and shut down the hatches upon us: which, it
being summer time, was hot and painful, and many women and children
fell sick therewith. Whither we were to go we knew not, only Mr.
Grey surmised that they thought either to sell us for slaves in
Barbary unto the heathen there, or else to convey us unto the King's
plantations in Virginia or those parts; though if they were bound
unto Virginia he knew not wherefore they should set sail from the
eastern part of the kingdom. For three days and nights we were thus
kept under hatches, to our much discomfort, and the ship sailing
northwards with all the speed the sailors could make. During which
time we were greatly comforted with the thought of Christ our Lord,
and the three days and three nights which He was in the heart of the
earth. Likewise Mr. Grey did oft exhort us, and prayed us to bear
all that should come upon us meekly and bravely, and as unto the
Lord. Then some of us which were mighty in the Scriptures did say
certain parts thereof for the comfort of the rest; in particular, old
Jamie Campbell, Janet's guidman, and Elsie Armstrong, his sister's
daughter. So passed these three days until the Wednesday even. And
then arose a great and mighty tempest, with contrary winds, driving
the ship down, so that, notwithstanding all the skill of the shipmen,
she lost in one day and night more than she had gained in all the
three. Verily she fled like a mad thing afore the violence of that
wind. And on the Thursday night, a little on the hither side of
midnight, she flying as thistledown afore the wind, we felt a mighty
shock, and suddenly the water came in at our feet with a great rush.
Mr. Grey said he thought the ship must have lighted on some rock, and
that a hole was driven in her. Then the shipmen opened the hatches,
and in dolorous voices bade us come up on deck, for we were all like
to drown. Wherefore we ascended the ladders, thirty-five in all our
company, I alway holding tight the hand of my wee sister. When we
were upon deck, we found from the words of the shipmen that they were
about to loose the boats. So when all the boats were loosed, the
troopers filled two of them and the seamen the third, and no room was
left for the prisoners. Then in this time we thought much on Paul
and his shipwreck, and how the seamen were minded to kill the
prisoners lest any should escape: and we marvelled if they counselled
to kill us, seeing there was no room for us in the boats."
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