Journal of a cruise of the United States schooner Dolphin, among the islands of the Pacific Ocean; and a visit to the Mulgrave Islands, in pursuit of the mutineers of the whaleship GlobePaulding, Hiram
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Journal of a cruise of the United States schooner Dolphin, among the islands of the Pacific Ocean; and a visit to the Mulgrave Islands, in pursuit of the mutineers of the whaleship Globe
Paulding, Hiram
Oceania -- Description and travel
The captain, taking the Globe's whale-boat, went in shore to fish,
but seeing a few seal upon the sand beach, was induced to land. It
soon afterwards became squally and blew with great violence. The
surf upon the beach rose with the wind, and, when the captain, after
a short examination of the island, attempted to return, he found it
impossible to launch his boat through the surf, and was reduced to
the necessity of passing the night upon the island. It blew a gale
and rained in torrents all night. The captain and his boat's crew
took shelter in a cavern upon the sea-shore, where they had not been
long by a comfortable fire they had made, when, by the rising of the
tide the sea broke in upon them, and they with difficulty escaped to
the side of the rocks, and thence upon the sand-beach. The island
was high and almost perpendicular, and with the floods that fell and
rushed down its steep sides, rocks of a large size were disengaged
from their beds, and came tumbling down in every direction, to the
great peril of the captain and his boat's crew, sufficiently
uncomfortable from the torrents of water that were falling and
driving upon the gale. After a little search, they found an asylum
in a cave at the side of a mountain, where they passed the night. In
the morning, when they ascended the mountain, the schooner was no
where to be seen. It was high and steep, and she had beat up within
a few miles of the island and passed their line of sight. Their
disappointment and chagrin was inexpressible, supposing, from the
schooner's not being in sight, she had been driven off, and that it
would be a considerable time before she could return, and afford them
that relief their situation so much required, being very much
fatigued and exhausted from their exposure. At day-light, the
weather cleared and the wind moderated. We beat up and hove to off
the sand-beach nearly as soon as the boat we had sent with
refreshments.
When the captain saw the schooner approaching close in with the
island, he made a last effort to launch his boat. They succeeded in
getting her into the breakers, but the first heavy roller that broke
under them severed the boat amid-ships, and the captain upon one end
of her and a man that could not swim on the other, were hove up
safely on the beach by the succeeding wave. The rest of the boat's
crew were good swimmers, and also landed in safety. Our boat was not
far off when this occurred, and anchoring as near as possible to the
shore, the men, all but one, swam off to her through the surf. The
only way we could devise to get the captain and seaman off, was to
float a cork-jacket on shore, at the end of a line, which being put
on by the captain and seaman, alternately, and a rope tied round
them, they were hauled through the surf without any other injury than
swallowing a quantity of salt-water.
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