Audubon and His Journals, Volume 1Audubon, John James
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Audubon and His Journals, Volume 1
Audubon, John James
Audubon, John James, 1785-1851 -- Diaries; Birds -- North America; Naturalists -- United States -- Diaries
My best and most amiable companion was the son of Admiral, or
Vice-Admiral (I do not precisely recollect his rank) Vivien,
who lived nearly opposite to the house where my father and I
then resided; his company I much enjoyed, and with him all my
leisure hours were spent. About this time my father was sent to
England in a corvette with a view to exchange prisoners, and he
sailed on board the man-of-war "L'Institution" for Plymouth.
Previous to his sailing he placed me under the charge of his
secretary, Gabriel Loyen Dupuy Gaudeau, the son of a fallen
nobleman. Now this gentleman was of no pleasing nature to me; he
was, in fact, more than too strict and severe in all his
prescriptions to me, and well do I recollect that one morning,
after having been set to a very arduous task in mathematical
problems, I gave him the slip, jumped from the window, and ran
off through the gardens attached to the Marine Secretariat. The
unfledged bird may stand for a while on the border of its nest,
and perhaps open its winglets and attempt to soar away, but his
youthful imprudence may, and indeed often does, prove inimical
to his prowess, as some more wary and older bird, that has kept
an eye toward him, pounces relentlessly upon the young
adventurer and secures him within the grasp of his more powerful
talons. This was the case with me in this instance. I had leaped
from the door of my cage and thought myself quite safe, while I
rambled thoughtlessly beneath the shadow of the trees in the
garden and grounds in which I found myself; but the secretary,
with a side glance, had watched my escape, and, ere many minutes
had elapsed, I saw coming toward me a corporal with whom, in
fact, I was well acquainted. On nearing me, and I did not
attempt to escape, our past familiarity was, I found, quite
evaporated; he bid me, in a severe voice, to follow him, and on
my being presented to my father's secretary I was at once
ordered on board the pontoon in port. All remonstrances proved
fruitless, and on board the pontoon I was conducted, and there
left amid such a medley of culprits as I cannot describe, and of
whom, indeed, I have but little recollection, save that I felt
vile myself in their vile company. My father returned in due
course, and released me from these floating and most
disagreeable lodgings, but not without a rather severe
reprimand.
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