United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
On the 1st of July, judging by our reckoning that we were within a few
leagues of Jamaica, our surprise was very considerable when we struck
soundings on the Misteriosa bank, about a hundred leagues to the
westward of where we supposed ourselves to be. Captain Packenham sent
forthwith for the purser, and in consequence of the report he gave we
were immediately put on half allowance, having, even at that rate,
provisions to last us only for fourteen days. There we were, dead to
leeward, while light winds and frequent calms occasioned our progress to
be very slow. We kept at it, however, making every inch of ground we
could. Still by the 12th, being at a considerable distance from land,
we were of necessity put on yet further reduced allowance of a biscuit a
day, an ounce of pork and half a pint of water. I, who just then
required sustenance more than most of my companions, felt the want of
substantial food very much. The Hinchinbrook, with which we were still
in company, was also short of provisions, and could ill spare any to
supply our wants. We now both of us felt the inconvenience of having
sailed in so great a hurry. It had been calculated that we should take
a week to get to our station; that we should cruise there a couple of
weeks, and take a week to return. Things were now growing extremely
serious, though the men bore their want of food very well, but we could
not help seeing clearly that the time might shortly come when we should
really have nothing whatever on board. On the 15th, believing that we
could not possibly reach a port, we stood to the northward and kept in
the latitude of Jamaica, hoping thus to fall in with a fleet of
merchantmen under convoy of some ships of war, which we knew were to
sail from Jamaica about that time. We had look-outs stationed at each
mast-head, eagerly on the watch for any strange sail, friend or foe,
from which we might have obtained relief. We should certainly have
attacked any foe, even twice our force, for the sake of obtaining food
from them. I believe that, so desperately we should have fought, we
should have conquered. Men are like wild beasts when hungry. There is
nothing they will not dare and do. Still we were doomed to
disappointment. On the 30th of July, all our bread and water being
expended, we were reduced to an allowance of one ounce of pork for each
man daily. It did just to keep body and soul together. We were
compelled to send each day on board the Hinchinbrook for a small cask of
water, which was all they could spare us. Even of this small allowance
we felt that we might any day be deprived, should we, as was very
probable, be separated from our consort by a gale of wind. On the 2nd
of August the faces of the purser and his clerks were longer than usual.
The ounce of pork was diminished to half an ounce, and then some of the
messmen found that they were getting only a quarter of an ounce, I
guessed, by the countenances of the men as they went forward, but they
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