Recollections of the eventful life of a soldierDonaldson, Joseph
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Recollections of the eventful life of a soldier
Donaldson, Joseph
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Personal narratives
We had no money, however, to carry us to Greenock; but I recollected
a person who owed my father money, and I proposed to go and ask it
in my father’s name. This was the first time I had ventured to do
any thing so glaringly dishonest, and I hesitated long. I passed the
door a dozen times before I mustered effrontery enough to go in; but
it was drawing near the hour of shutting up, and I was obliged to
resolve. I went in and asked the money. The candle burned dimly, and
I stood as much in the shade as possible, but I am sure he noticed my
embarrassment. However, he gave the money, and we hurried out of the
town immediately.
We travelled all night, and next morning arrived in Greenock. After
getting some breakfast, and brushing ourselves up a little, although
we were very tired, we resolved in looking out for a vessel. On
inquiry, we learned that there was no vessel in the harbour bound for
Surinam. This was a disappointment; but, we thought, if we were once
in the West Indies, we would find little difficulty in getting to the
desired spot.
The first vessel we came to, was a ship bound for Kingston, Jamaica.
We went on board; and, inquiring for the captain, asked if he wanted
any men. He looked at us with a smile of contempt, eyeing us from
head to foot, ‘_Men_,’ said he, laying a particular emphasis on the
word, (for neither of us exceeded thirteen years of age,) ‘it would
be a pretty vessel that would be mann’d with such _men as you_—Whaur
hae ye come frae na? Ye’ll be some runawa weaver callans frae
Glasgow, I’se warrant ye; but ye had better gang hame again, for I’m
thinkin’ ye’ll like the sea waur than the loom.’ We were galled by
his reply; but consoled ourselves with the idea that some one else
would be glad to get us.
After trying several other vessels with nearly the same success, at
last, tired and crest-fallen, we were going home to our lodging,
when an old man, who had seen us going from one vessel to another,
accosted us, and asked if we wanted a ship. Replying in the
affirmative, ‘you need not want that long,’ said he, ‘for if you go
with me, I will soon find one for you. Where do you wish to go?’
‘To Surinam.’
‘Then, you could not have come in a better time, for there is a
vessel lying in the roads ready to sail for that place.’
‘Do you think they will take us?’ said we.
‘Oh, to be sure they will, and glad to get you, I’ll take you on
board now if you like.’
We assented, and he went to procure a boat to take us on board.
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