Though I did not for a moment suppose such would be my fate, I yet
bitterly repented having, by giving way to my temper, allowed my enemies
to get an advantage over me. The wind fell, and there was less sea; but
still the night was a very dreary one to me, and, besides other physical
discomforts, I was half-starved. There has been seldom, however, a time
when some ray of comfort has not shone from above, or some human
sympathy has not been shown for my sufferings. It had just gone two
bells in the first watch, when I saw a figure creeping cautiously upon
the forecastle to where I was sitting. "Hush!" he whispered; and I knew
by the voice it was Silas Flint. "You've friends who'll help you when
the time comes. I've been watching an opportunity to bring you
something more fit to eat than the horseflesh and beans I hear you've
had. Eat it while you can." Saying this, he put into my hand some
potted meat and fine biscuits, which I found very refreshing. I must
observe that my hands were only so far at liberty that I could get them
to my mouth, but I could not move them to cast off my lashings.
The brutality to which I was subject is only a specimen of what seamen
are exposed to from ignorant and rude shipmasters. In my time I have
seen much of such conduct; and though I have known many very excellent
and superior men commanding merchantmen, I have met as many totally
unfit for the post. This state of things will continue till higher
qualifications are required from them--till they are better educated--
till their social position is raised--till they have more power placed
in their hands; also till the condition of the seamen under them is
improved, and till both parties may feel that their interests are cared
for and protected. I do not mean to say that I thought thus at the
time. I felt only very angry, and a strong desire to be in my berth.
After I had eaten the food I became very drowsy, and should have gone to
sleep had I not continually been roused up by the showers of spray which
came flying over me, as the ship, close hauled, ploughed her way through
the waves. The nights were long in reality, and I thought daylight
would never come. It was just at the end of the middle watch, and, in
spite of the wet and my uncomfortable position, I had dropped off
asleep, when I was aroused by loud shrieks and cries, and a rush of
people on deck. The awful words, "Fire! fire! fire!" resounded through
the ship. Several, in the first paroxysm of alarm, leaped overboard;
and, no one regarding them or attempting to rescue them, they were
drowned. I was a witness of their fate, but could make no one attend to
me. The watch below and the officers were instantly on deck; but for
some time nothing was done, and the ship continued her course in
darkness over the deep.
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