The friendly governor of Quelpert was succeeded by an unpleasant old
tyrant who made life so uncomfortable that the stubborn Dutchmen
resolved to escape to Japan, sink or swim. The pilot and six sailors
stole a junk, but luck was against them. The rotten mast went over the
side as they were sailing out to sea, and so they were carried back for
punishment. Their hands were tied to a heavy log of wood, and they had
to lie in a row flat upon their stomachs while a sturdy Korean jailer
flailed them with a heavy cudgel, twenty-five blows each upon that part
of a Dutchman’s back where his baggy breeches were the most voluminous.
So cruel was this chastisement that several of them lay a month in bed.
So long as they were content to submit to circumstances, the Koreans
were inclined to treat them with a certain good humor and toleration.
After several months they were conveyed to the mainland and lodged in
the capital city, where the king had his palace. He enrolled them in
his body-guard, and they received wages of seventy measures of rice
per month. Armed with muskets, they drilled under the command of Jan
Wettevri. Henry Hamel, the purser, relates:
Curiosity induced most of the great men belonging to the court to
invite them to dinner, that they might enjoy the satisfaction of
seeing them perform the military exercises and dance in the Dutch
manner. The women and children were still more impatient to see
them, a report having been propagated that they were monsters of
deformity and that in order to drink they were obliged to fasten
their noses behind their ears. Their astonishment, however, was so
much the greater when they saw that they were handsomer and much
more stalwart than the natives of the country. The whiteness of
their complexion was particularly admired. The crowds that flocked
about them were so great that during the first days they could
scarcely pass through the streets or enjoy a moment’s rest in their
huts. At length, the general was obliged to check this curiosity
by forbidding any one to approach their lodgings without his
permission.
For some reason the Dutch company of musketeers was mustered out of
this service after a year or so, and they were more or less turned
adrift and scattered, always under the vigilant eyes of provincial
governors or other officials. Sometimes they loafed and again they
worked for their board or begged their way from one village to another,
and were entertained by the peasantry, who never ceased to wonder at
them. Once an ugly-tempered governor refused to give them clothing and
said they might starve for all he cared; but the account was handsomely
squared, for
he held his dignity only four months, and being accused of
having condemned to death several persons of different ranks on
insufficient grounds, he was sentenced by the king to receive
ninety strokes on the shin bones and to be banished for life.
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