Now began the most horrible orgies imaginable. Men, women, and even
children, became speedily intoxicated, and entirely forgetful of their
fears and awful position. They were, in fact, like the fiercest
savages, and, like them, danced and shouted and sang, till some of them
fell down in fits on the deck. In the cabins they found several
muskets, and, taking it into their heads that the crew had been the
cause of the disaster, they set upon Mr Bell and those of us who
remained, and, had we not struggled desperately, would have thrown us
overboard. They could, fortunately, find no powder and shot, or they
would certainly have killed some of the people in the boats. We
retreated before them forward and then, aided by Flint, and some of the
more reputable English who had kept sober, we made a rush at them and
wrenched their arms from their grasp. So infuriated had they become,
that while some of us worked at the pumps and rafts, the rest had to
stand guard and keep them at bay. Fortunately the wind fell, and the
sea went down with the sun, or it would have been still worse for us.
In one respect the calm was bad, as no ship was likely to come to our
rescue. One might have passed within a very short distance of us, and
would not have discovered us, as we had no guns on board, nor any
blue-lights or rockets, to make signals. We had four old rusty muskets,
it is true, but there was scarcely powder enough found to fire them a
dozen times. For the best part of the night we were employed in
defending our lives from the attacks of the drunken emigrants. After
being defeated they would return to the cabin to search for more liquor;
and, not finding any, they would again make a rush upon us, declaring
that we knew where it was hid, and that they would have it. I must do
the crew justice to say, that, with few exceptions, they all kept
sober,--and those under Mr Bell behaved very well. The second mate's
conduct was above all praise; for, though repeatedly invited by those in
the larboard-quarter boat to come off and to take command of her, he
refused to quit the ship.
At length, when the maddening effects of the spirits had worn off, the
emigrants sank down exhausted on the deck, and, had the fire then
reached where they lay, they would have been burnt, unconscious of their
fate. We were now left to consider what was next to be done. Gradually
the fire continued creeping aft, as we could tell by the increasing heat
of the lower deck; and I can scarcely describe the feelings I
experienced as, putting my hand down on the planks, I found them growing
hotter and hotter. The hatches over the hold were, however, wisely kept
closed, to prevent the flames from bursting forth. The ship was already
so full of water, that it would have exposed us to the danger of
drowning if we had pumped more into her. A second day dawned on the
same scene.
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