Hunt, Henry, 1773-1835; Social reformers -- Great Britain -- Biography
I was to see Mr. Gresley by appointment at the White Lion at nine o'clock
that evening, and was to go down with the captain, at eight the next day,
to the vessel, which was to weigh anchor at ten, and drop down the Bristol
Channel with the tide. The wind being fair, we expected to be off
Ilfracombe the same night. Every thing was arranged; I had written home,
and taken leave of my father and my sister, lamenting the cause, but
rejoicing in the prospect, of my voyage; I had drank tea with the captain,
and was anxiously waiting the arrival of our mutual friend Gresley to
break the affair to him, and at the same time to take leave of him, when
the waiter announced a gentleman enquiring for Mr. Hunt. I rose to
receive, as I supposed, my friend Gresley, and was prepared to give him a
brief explanation of my intentions, when, lo! who should walk in but an
intimate friend of my father's, who had just arrived in his own carriage
from Bath, in search of the fugitive. He immediately produced a letter
from my father, not only inviting my return home, not only promising
forgiveness to me, but actually intreating _my_ forgiveness for his
harshness towards me, and imploring me to hasten home, and relieve him
from the terrible state of misery to which my absence had reduced him. The
language of his letter was such as would have melted the heart of a much
more hardened offender than I was--but, I had made an engagement with the
captain, and I told my father's friend that I was sorry that he was come
too late, but that no consideration whatever should make me run from the
engagement which I had contracted with him, at my own particular request.
It is true that I felt an irresistible impulse to embrace my beloved
father again; that to be restored to his good opinion was a treasure to
me, far surpassing all and every prospect that my sanguine hopes had
painted in the most vivid colours upon my enthusiastic imagination, and
that I felt for a moment a struggle between _honour and duty_; yet, I am
almost ashamed to relate it, but the truth must be told, that I instantly
declared that as I had gone so far, no power on earth should deter me from
fulfilling my engagement with Captain ----. This worthy, warm-hearted, and
disinterested fellow, however, instantly protested, that under such
circumstances, with such a prospect of my being restored to my family and
friends, nothing in the world should induce him to take me with him.
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