My First Voyage to Southern SeasKingston, William Henry Giles
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My First Voyage to Southern Seas
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Oceania -- Juvenile fiction; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction
I thanked the captain over and over again for his kindness, and more
especially for the encouraging remarks he had made about poor Alfred.
Indeed, this made me still more eager to try and discover him without
delay. I was received fully as kindly as I expected by all the
merchants and other gentlemen to whom I had letters, and after I had
told them my adventures they offered me every assistance in their power.
My grandfather was known to most of them. His estate was, I found, to
the north-east of Colombo, towards the interior of the country. It
seemed very uncertain whether he was there or not. None of them had
heard of my brother, but they told me that he had in all probability
landed at Colombo, and that I should be more likely to hear of him at
that place than at Galle.
I have not particularised the various people to whom I was made known at
Galle, but one of them, Mr Fordyce, a kind old gentleman, I must on no
account omit. Indeed, he took even more interest in my object than did
my many other friends. I have always found myself more attracted
towards old men than young ones. When they are inclined to be kind they
are so very kind, and considerate, and thoughtful. Mr Fordyce was
especially so.
He had been a clerk, without money or interest, but he had steadiness,
perseverance, and intelligence, and thus he rose to become junior
partner, and was now the head of the firm. He had realised a handsome
independence with, which he intended to return home; but he was doing so
much good in the place with it that he could not be spared, and this he
himself could not help seeing also, so he had stayed and stayed on,
fortunately for me, till I went there. He had travelled all over the
island, and knew as much about it as anybody in it. He was thus able to
give me a great deal of interesting information, of which I did not fail
to profit. After he had heard the account I gave of myself, he invited
me to take up my residence at his house.
"You must bring your dog too," he observed in a kind tone. "We must
keep him in a cool place, and not let him run about in the hot sun, or
he will be killing himself. And so you wish to set off to your
grandfather's property. I think that I can help you there also. A
young military friend of mine, Mr Nowell, is about to travel through
the country by way of Colombo to Trincomalee. You may travel together,
much, I hope, to your mutual satisfaction. He is a great sportsman,
and, very probably, during your journey, without being much delayed, you
will be able to see some elephant and buffalo hunting, and get, perhaps,
a shot at a deer and a wild boar or two."
I answered that I believed I should very much like to see the sport he
described, but that my experience was small in such matters. I had to
return to the tailor's to let him fit on my clothes, and to tell him
where to send them to.
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