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.
On the 15th of January, at night, a very large shark was observed
swimming about us in a most ravenous manner, making attempts every now
and then upon different parts of the boat, as if he would devour the
very wood with hunger; he came several times and snapped at the steering
oar, and even the stern-post. We tried in vain to stab him with a lance,
but we were so weak as not to be able to make any impression upon his
hard skin; he was so much larger than an ordinary one, and manifested
such a fearless malignity, as to make us afraid of him; and our utmost
efforts, which were at first directed to kill him for prey, became in
the end self-defense. Baffled however in all his hungry attempts upon
us, he shortly made off.
On the 16th of January, we were surrounded with porpoises in great
numbers, that followed us nearly an hour, and which also defied all
manœuvres to catch them. The 17th and 18th proved to be calm; and the
distresses of a cheerless prospect and a burning hot sun, were again
visited upon our devoted heads.
We began to think that Divine Providence had abandoned us at last; and
it was but an unavailing effort to endeavour to prolong a now tedious
existence. Horrible were the feelings that took possession of us!—The
contemplation of a death of agony and torment, refined by the most
dreadful and distressing reflections, absolutely prostrated both body
and soul. There was not a hope now remaining to us but that which was
derived from a sense of the mercies of our Creator. The night of the
18th was a despairing era in our sufferings; our minds were wrought up
to the highest pitch of dread and apprehension for our fate, and all in
them was dark, gloomy, and confused. About 8 o’clock, the terrible noise
of whale-spouts near us sounded in our ears: we could distinctly hear
the furious thrashing of their tails in the water, and our weak minds
pictured out their appalling and hideous aspects. One of my companions,
the black man, took an immediate fright, and solicited me to take out
the oars, and endeavour to get away from them. I consented to his using
any means for that purpose; but alas! it was wholly out of our power to
raise a single arm in our own defence. Two or three of the whales came
down near us, and went swiftly off across our stern, blowing and
spouting at a terrible rate; they, however, after an hour or two
disappeared, and we saw no more of them. The next day, the 19th of
January, we had extremely boisterous weather, with rain, heavy thunder
and lightning, which reduced us again to the necessity of taking in all
sail and lying to. The wind blew from every point of the compass within
the twenty-four hours, and at last towards the next morning settled at
E.NE. a strong breeze.
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