Our captain ordered O'Connor at once to his hammock, observing that his
nervous system must have received a great shock, and that he need not do
duty for some days, while the surgeon was directed to see to him.
O'Connor very gladly turned in; and the surgeon feeling his pulse,
prescribed a stiff glass of grog, a style of medicine of which sailors
most approve. After he was made comfortable, I went and sat by him, and
congratulated him heartily on his preservation.
"Why, you see, Peter, there's an old saying about a man not being able
to drown who is born to finish his career in another way, in which a
rope plays a prominent part; but I hope that's not true in my case. You
must know, indeed, that when I first struck the water, as I was hove off
the yard, I thought I should escape. When I came to the top again,
after I had sunk some way down, thinks I to myself, there's no use
trying to swim with all this hamper of clothing about me; so the first
thing I did was to cast it all adrift, and to kick off my shoes. I had
some difficulty in getting out of my jacket, but I succeeded by treading
the water with my feet the while. Remember, Peter, always have your
sea-going clothes made loose, so as to be able to throw them off in a
moment. You never know when you may require to be rid of them. When I
was free of my clothes, I thought there would be no use striking out and
wearying myself, to try and regain the ship, because I saw that all I
could do would not bring me up alongside her again; so I threw myself on
my back, with my arms folded on my breast, and lay as quiet as a turtle
basking in the sun of Ascension. You know singing out in the water
tires a man almost as much as struggling with his arms and legs, so I
kept my voice also for when it was wanted. There was no use, you see,
singing out at that time, because I knew that there would be a noise on
board, and people asking who had gone, and where was. I heard a cry of
`A man overboard!' just as I came to the surface. I could see the ship
all the time, and I was glad to find she did not leave me. I don't mean
to say, Peter, but what my feelings were very awful, for I knew the
difficulty and danger of lowering a boat; but I did not think my
shipmates would ever desert me, without trying to pick me up. There I
lay, then, tossing on the seas, and looking at the ship. I hoped I
should be observed, for I heard the captain ask, `Does any one see him?'
I being to leeward of the ship, his voice reached me; but I did not
expect to make any one hear on board. How long the time appeared! At
last I heard the order given to fill the main-topsail. `Now or never,'
I thought; and just as I rose on the summit of a wave, I leaped as high
as I could, and sung out at the very top of my voice. Never did I shout
louder, for it mattered nothing if I burst my lungs, if I was not heard.
How thankful I felt when I heard the order given to lower a boat! My
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