I had provided myself against this necessity with a large piece of
touchwood which I had broken out of a hollow tree and placed in my
game-bag. By its aid I succeeded after a while in kindling a pile of
half-dry wood, and I cannot describe the delicious sensation that
thrilled through me as at last a bright flame sprang up. The cheery
light drove back the fever-phantoms into the darkness from which they
had sprung; the luxurious warmth expelled from my veins the icy cold. I
dragged together great quantities of fuel; I could not sufficiently
luxuriate in the sight of the curling smoke, the leaping flames, and
the glittering sparks. Then I seated myself at my forest-hearth, and
resolved in my mind what I should do to escape a situation which I
clearly saw I could not long endure. At last I hit upon a plan. I must
make the trial to get away at some one of the points from which there
was a regular communication with the main-land, and which I had, on
good grounds, hitherto avoided; and the attempt must be made in
disguise, as otherwise I should be recognized instantly. The difficulty
was, how to obtain a suitable disguise; and here a happy thought struck
me. I had noticed in the chamber in which I had slept the previous
night, a complete sailor's dress hanging against the wall; very likely
the kind old woman would sell it to me. If thus disguised I could get
off the island, I was pretty confident that by a night-march I could
reach the Mecklenburg frontier; and once there, I would let chance
decide what was next to be done.
At early dawn I began to put this plan into execution; and although I
had a walk of eight or ten miles to the lonely fishing village, I
reached it just after sunrise. The good old dame would not hear of any
sale; I needed the things, and that was enough; perhaps some one in
some strange land might do as much for her son, if he was alive--and a
tear rolled down her aged wrinkled cheeks. My clothes and my gun--for I
had left my pistol at Hans's--she would keep for me; I should have them
any time that I came for them. I do not I know for what the kind old
creature took me; but no doubt she thought that I was in distress; and
she helped me thus because I said that this was the only way to help
me. The worthy soul! Later in my life it was in my power in some
measure to repay her kindness, if indeed a kind deed can ever be
repaid.
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