I was never so hungry but that I preferred eating my portion of
bread dipped in vinegar and water to this mess, which even offended
the sense of smelling. However, these, and twenty-two ounces of
biscuit, are all the food allowed for a galley-slave. Each of the crew
receives four ounces of this beverage; that is, provided none of it be
secreted before it is brought upon deck, which is not unfrequently the
case.
I once had the curiosity to count the number of beans which
a brother slave had got for all his portion, which amounted to
just thirty; and those of the little black bean, commonly called
horse-beans. We did not even commiserate one another. To pity, we
must be acquainted with the sufferings of our fellow-creatures, but
not feel them. When we know by experience what pain is, we pity those
who suffer; but when we ourselves are in pain, we then feel only what
we ourselves undergo. In every station, subject to the calamities of
life, we allow to others that share of our sensibility only which we
have no occasion for ourselves. People in ease, people in affluence,
may think otherwise, but it is not _in nature_.
Dreadful as this was, I have always thought death a punishment that
was no way adequate to the crimes of some public villains who have
been punished with it; and I am certain the most cowardly among men,
would prefer it to being a galley-slave. We are condemned to death by
nature; the sentence of the law, and the hand of the hangman, only
anticipate a few months or days; but to be daily wishing for death, as
a friend, to relieve us, and to be debarred of all means of meeting
him, is such a quintessence of wretchedness as would, I believe, make
all mankind keep a strict guard upon their actions, that they may
avoid falling into it.[38]
From this infernal state of existence I was delivered by Mr Worthy,
who is a slave-merchant--he saw, and pitied my distress--he had
accidentally saved the life of one of the ruffians who had assisted in
the attempt to rob my father. This man afterwards, upon his death-bed,
acquainted his good master of my situation, who promised to release
me. This was effected by his giving a large sum to the captain and the
_comite_. The secret was told me; it was agreed I should pretend to
faint, and appear insensible; when I should be thrown into the sea as
dead--This happily succeeded.
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