Narrative of the Most Extraordinary and Distressing Shipwreck of the Whale-ship Essex, of Nantucket;: Which Was Attacked and Finally Destroyed by a Large Spermaceti-whale, in the Pacific Ocean; With an Account of the Unparalleled Sufferings of the Captain and Crew During a Space of Ninety-three Days at Sea, in Open Boats in the Years 1819 & 1820.Chase, Owen
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Narrative of the Most Extraordinary and Distressing Shipwreck of the Whale-ship Essex, of Nantucket;: Which Was Attacked and Finally Destroyed by a Large Spermaceti-whale, in the Pacific Ocean; With an Account of the Unparalleled Sufferings of the Captain and Crew During a Space of Ninety-three Days at Sea, in Open Boats in the Years 1819 & 1820.
they were intended; in truth, I am satisfied we could never have been
preserved without them; the boats must otherwise have taken in so much
water that all the efforts of twenty such weak, starving men as we
afterwards came to be, would not have sufficed to keep her free; but
what appeared most immediately to concern us, and to command all our
anxieties, was the security of our provisions from the salt water. We
disposed of them under a covering of wood, that whale boats have at
either end of them, wrapping it up in several thicknesses of canvass. I
got an observation to-day, by which I found we were in latitude 0° 6′ S.
longitude 119° 30′ W. having been driven by the winds a distance of
forty-nine miles the last twenty-four hours; by this it would appear
that there must have been a strong current, setting us to the NW. during
the whole time. We were not able to finish our sails in one day; and
many little things preparatory to taking a final leave of the ship were
necessary to be attended to, but evening came and put an end to our
labours. We made the same arrangements for mooring the boats in safety,
and consigned ourselves to the horrors of another tempestuous night. The
wind continued to blow hard, keeping up a heavy sea, and veering around
from SE. to E. and E.SE. As the gloom of night approached, and obliged
us to desist from that employment, which cheated us out of some of the
realities of our situation, we all of us again became mute and
desponding: a considerable degree of alacrity had been manifested by
many the preceding day, as their attention had been wholly engaged in
scrutinizing the wreck, and in constructing the sails and spars for the
boats; but when they ceased to be occupied, they passed to a sudden fit
of melancholy, and the miseries of their situation came upon them with
such force, as to produce spells of extreme debility, approaching almost
to fainting. Our provisions were scarcely touched—the appetite was
entirely gone: but as we had a great abundance of water, we indulged in
frequent and copious draughts, which our parched mouths seemed
continually to need. None asked for bread. Our continued state of
anxiety during the night, excluded all hopes of sleep; still, (although
the solemn fact had been before me for nearly two days,) my mind
manifested the utmost repugnance to be reconciled to it; I laid down in
the bottom of the boat, and resigned myself to reflection; my silent
prayers were offered up to the God of mercy, for that protection which
we stood so much in need of. Sometimes, indeed, a light hope would dawn,
but then, to feel such an utter dependence on and consignment to chance
alone for aid and rescue, would chase it again from my mind. The
wreck—the mysterious and mortal attack of the animal—the sudden
prostration and sinking of the vessel—our escape from her, and our then
forlorn and almost hapless destiny, all passed in quick and perplexing
review in my imagination; wearied with the exertion of the body and
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