Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
There were three or four Californians amongst the passengers of the
"Ceres," who appeared to be respectable, as they were well conducted
young men, yet they were intensely hated by a majority of the
passengers--merely because they were Americans, and not English convicts
from the colonies.
The Australians, while in California, when not drunk, generally behaved
themselves like other people. This, however, arose from the absolute
compulsion of circumstances, and the dread of being punished for their
misdeeds; but no sooner had we got clear of the Golden Gate, than they
resumed their former vulgar habits of acting and speaking; and not a
sentence could be uttered by one of them, without reference to the
circulating fluid of the body.
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Early in the month of August, we came in sight of one of the numerous
groups of islands with which the Pacific ocean is enamelled.
About twelve o'clock at night--while going at a speed of not more than
five knots an hour--we ran straight upon a reef of rocks.
A scene of wild confusion then ensued--every one expecting the brig to
go immediately to the bottom--but it was soon ascertained, that she was
hanging or resting on a point of the rocks, which had penetrated her
timbers; and that she was in no immediate danger of sinking.
Fortunately the weather was calm at the time, and the sea perfectly
tranquil, else the brig would certainly have been knocked to pieces.
As usual, the long boat was found to be _not_ sea-worthy; and there was
but one other, a small pinnace, that would hold about twelve of the
seventy-six passengers comprising the cargo of the "Ceres"--to say
nothing of her crew!
We could see land, about a mile from our position; and it was evident,
that no watch could have been kept aboard; else the brig could not have
been lost.
As soon as order had been somewhat restored, and our exact situation
ascertained, the crew, assisted by the passengers, commenced building a
raft, upon which, when finished, we were to attempt making a passage to
the shore.
At daybreak we obtained a better view of the land--indistinctly seen
during the darkness. It was a small island--apparently about three
miles in circumference--with groves of palm trees standing thickly over
it.
The raft having been at length got ready, the work of landing commenced.
By nine o'clock all hands were ashore; and then some efforts were made
towards transporting to the beach such provisions as could be saved from
the wreck of the brig.
The men, who first volunteered their services for this duty, were some
of the most disreputable of the passengers.
Their object in returning to the brig was simply to plunder. The boxes
belonging to their fellow-passengers were broken open by these
scoundrels, who appropriated to themselves every article of value they
could conceal about their persons.
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