David Crockett: His Life and AdventuresAbbott, John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot)
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David Crockett: His Life and Adventures
Abbott, John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot)
Crockett, Davy, 1786-1836
"We were now floating sideways, and the boat I was in was the hindmost
as we went. All at once I heard the hands begin to run over the top of
the boat in great confusion, and pull with all their might. And the
first thing I know'd after this we went broadside full tilt against the
head of an island, where a large raft of drift timber had lodged. The
nature of such a place would be, as everybody knows, to suck the boats
down and turn them right under this raft; and the uppermost boat would,
of course, be suck'd down and go under first. As soon as we struck, I
bulged for my hatchway, as the boat was turning under sure enough. But
when I got to it, the water was pouring through in a current as large
as the hole would let it, and as strong as the weight of the river
would force it. I found I couldn't get out here, for the boat was now
turned down in such a way that it was steeper than a house-top. I now
thought of the hole in the side, and made my way in a hurry for that.
"With difficulty I got to it, and when I got there, I found it was too
small for me to get out by my own power, and I began to think that I
was in a worse box than ever. But I put my arms through, and hollered
as loud as I could roar, as the boat I was in hadn't yet quite filled
with water up to my head; and the hands who were next to the raft,
seeing my arms out, and hearing me holler, seized them, and began to
pull. I told them I was sinking, and to pull my arms off, or force me
through, for now I know'd well enough it was neck or nothing, come out
or sink.
"By a violent effort they jerked me through; but I was in a pretty
pickle when I got through. I had been sitting without any clothing over
my shirt; this was tom off, and I was literally skinn'd like a rabbit.
I was, however, well pleased to get out in any way, even without shirt
or hide; as before I could straighten myself on the boat next to the
raft, the one they pull'd me out of went entirely under, and I have
never seen it any more to this day. We all escaped on to the raft,
where we were compelled to sit all night, about a mile from land on
either side. Four of my company were bareheaded, and three barefooted;
and of that number I was one. I reckon I looked like a pretty cracklin
ever to get to Congress!
"We had now lost all our loading, and every particle of our clothing,
except what little we had on; but over all this, while I was sitting
there, in the night, floating about on the drift, I felt happier and
better off than I ever had in my life before, for I had just made such
a marvellous escape, that I had forgot almost everything else in that;
and so I felt prime.
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