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
Never did I more enjoy an excursion; and then I had many a long talk
with Lumsden about old times, and especially about Alfred. He entered--
as I knew he would--warmly into my projects and when we got back to
Santa Cruz, procured me several valuable letters both to the Cape, the
Mauritius, Ceylon, and many other places.
"I wish that I could go with you to assist in finding Alfred," he
exclaimed, as I was wishing him good-bye. "I'll see what my uncle will
say. Perhaps he may cut out some work for me in that direction; and if
so, depend upon me joining you sooner or later."
I have not mentioned Solon. By Lumsden's advice I had left him in his
house, lest he might suffer from the heat to which we were exposed. I
had a narrow escape from being left behind. Scarcely had Solon and I
got on board by a shore boat, than a breeze coming off the land, the
_Orion's_ anchor was hove up, and we stood out of the bay of Santa Cruz.
CHAPTER FIVE.
SAIL AGAIN--THE TRADES--CRUELTY OF MASTER AND MATE--MUTTERINGS OF
MUTINY--A SUSPICIOUS SAIL--BOARDED BY PIRATES--HOW THEY TREATED US.
We had now got the steady north-east trade-wind, and away went the
_Orion_, at the rate of nine knots, through the water. Fresh meat and
vegetables, with dry clothing and free ventilation, had contributed to
arrest the progress of the fever, and people were recovering their usual
spirits, forgetting, apparently, the trials they had gone through. The
captain was at first very quiet, and scarcely spoke to any one; then he
grew sulky, and muttered threats and curses against any one who opposed
him; and very soon he broke into open violence, and, in conjunction with
Mr Grimes--with whom he had made up his quarrel, it seemed--began to
ill-treat the crew as before. If any man did not do exactly what he
wanted, the captain would tear off his cap, seize his hair, and then,
kicking his legs, bring him down on the deck. One day he knocked a poor
fellow down with a hand-spike, and thrashed him with a boat-stretcher;
and soon afterwards threw a marlin-spike at the head of another, and
wounded him severely in the ear. It surprised me that the men did not
turn upon these tyrants.
"They know full well that if they did they would come off the worst,"
observed Mr Henley. "It is not fear, but wisdom, keeps them obedient.
However, they may be over-tried, and then, as in numberless cases, they
will not fail to exact a bitter retribution."
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