Narrative, of a five years' expedition against the Revolted Negroes of Surinam, in Guiana on the Wild Coast of South America; from the year 1772 to 1777 ... Volume 1 (of 2)Stedman, John Gabriel
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Narrative, of a five years' expedition against the Revolted Negroes of Surinam, in Guiana on the Wild Coast of South America; from the year 1772 to 1777 ... Volume 1 (of 2)
Stedman, John Gabriel
Indians of South America -- Guiana; Slavery -- Suriname -- History -- 18th century; Stedman, John Gabriel, 1744-1797 -- Travel -- Suriname; Suriname -- Description and travel; Suriname -- History -- To 1814
Our departure was not however immediately consequent on our
embarkation. We lay wind-bound in the Texel roads for many days, during
which time one of our young officers, a Mr. Hesseling, was
unfortunately seized with the small-pox: this gentleman, in order to
prevent his infecting the ship’s company, was ordered on shore to a
town on the land’s end, called the Helder, where I conducted him in a
pinnace, and where we left him behind us; but on my return, the surgeon
declaring he saw the symptoms of the same disorder on myself, I was
also immediately ordered to the island of Texel. Having passed a most
anxious quarantine in this place, I had the good fortune however to
escape the loathsome malady, and to the Doctor’s surprize appeared once
more on board perfectly well, just before the signal gun was fired for
the fleet to weigh anchor. This circumstance cannot but induce me to
wish that those in particular who are destined for a military or a
naval life would avail themselves of the art of inoculation, in order
to avoid a painful anxiety to themselves, and a most dangerous
infection to their fellow-creatures.
On Christmas-day our small fleet put to sea, at eight o’clock, A. M.
with a fresh breeze from E. N. E. in company with above one hundred
vessels bound for different parts of the globe, and the most beautiful
clear weather. Having safely got without the soundings, and saluted
each other with nine guns, we kept our course down channel, and soon
passed the North Foreland, the Isle of Wight, and Portland Point; but
here the Westellingwerf, having sprung a leak, was obliged to part
company, and run into Plymouth for repair.
The wind now freshened as we approached the Bay of Biscay, where the
mate of the vessel directed my particular attention to a kind of
sea-swallow, commonly distinguished by the name of the Storm-bird [2],
from its supposed property of foretelling an impending tempest. The
colour of this bird is a very deep blue approaching to black, and
enlivened by some variegated tints; its size is about that of a large
martin or swallow; it is web-footed; the bill is very long and sharp,
and the wings of an extraordinary length, which enable it to fly very
fast, and for a considerable time, skimming with incredible velocity
around the horizon: it subsists entirely upon fish, which is probably
the cause of its being sensible of the first indications of whatever
may prevent its usual supply of food: it then flies along with extreme
swiftness, in order to avoid the storm; but if overtaken by it, drops
its wings, and floats upon the surface of the waves.
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