Happy Jack, and Other Tales of the SeaKingston, William Henry Giles
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Happy Jack, and Other Tales of the Sea
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Sea stories
"What is the fellow about?" exclaimed Captain Fisher. "If that ship is
full, as she seems to be, she has not less than four or five hundred
human beings on board, and he'll run the risk of drowning every one of
them."
It was too evident, however, that this was the design of the slaver's
captain. His heart was seared. Long accustomed to human suffering in
every possible form, he set no more value on the lives of his cargo than
if they had been so many sheep, except so far as they could be exchanged
for all-potent dollars. On flew the beautiful fabric--for beautiful she
was, in spite of her nefarious employment--to destruction. With all her
sails set, through the roaring surf she dashed, then rose on the summit
of a sea, and down she came, striking heavily, her ropes flying wildly
and her sails flapping furiously in the breeze. What mattered it to the
slaver's crew that they left their hapless passengers to perish! Their
boats were lowered, and, with such valuables as they could secure, and
some of the slaves which, for their greater value, they wished to save,
they made their escape to shore, leaving the ship, with the American
colours flying, to her fate.
Captain Fisher and the other boats now closed with the wreck, while the
corvette also was standing in. When close as she could venture to come,
she anchored, and the master came off from her in a whale-boat and
joined the other boats. Terrible was the sight which now met the eyes
of the English seamen. Orlo beheld it, too, with horror and anguish.
As the ship rolled fearfully from side to side, the terrified negroes
forced their way up on deck, and in their wild despair, not knowing what
to do, many leaped into the raging breakers which swept by alongside,
and, helplessly whirling round and round, were soon hidden beneath the
waves. One after the other the poor wretches rushed up on deck; many,
following the impulse of the first, leaped overboard to meet a like
speedy death; others, clinging to the wreck, were washed overboard; some
of the stronger still clung on; but many yet remained below.
"This is sad work," exclaimed Captain Fisher. "We must save these poor
people at all hazards."
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