Richard Galbraith, Mariner; Or, Life among the KaffirsPhillips, E. W. (Emma Watts)
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Richard Galbraith, Mariner; Or, Life among the Kaffirs
Phillips, E. W. (Emma Watts)
Shipwrecks -- Fiction; South Africa -- Fiction
It was, as far as I could calculate, some three hours after sunrise,
before I returned to consciousness, to find myself weak and in some
little pain from the bruises occasioned by the reefs, among which the
sea had so unmercilessly tossed me.
My first glance rested on my clothes, only a pair of duck trousers and a
red shirt, which to my no little vexation, I found had suffered but
slightly better than their master, for they were rent and torn in
various places.
With difficulty, rising partly up, for every limb was stiff, I in some
curiosity and a great deal of anxiety, looked around.
The sea, in wonderful contrast to the phase under which I had last seen
it, now lay forty yards from me beneath the tropical sun; its emerald
green surface broken only by minute waves with their crests of flashing
crystals, which broke with a deceitful murmur like the purring of a
tiger, on the beach.
In its direction I could learn nothing of the locality in which my fate
had thrown me, so turning I looked behind.
I was perfectly ignorant of Southern scenery, and as my eyes rested on
it I was struck with wonder and admiration. Shelving up, gently here--
with boldness there--was a sweep of land covered by forests of noble
trees, many of a species with which, at that time, I was perfectly
unacquainted. Beyond were gently undulating hills, clothed by a strange
and splendid vegetation, intermingled--for the view was of some extent--
with the rugged face of rocks, their hardness softened by masses of
clinging plant.
Never had I seen a more beautiful landscape, nor one so eloquent of
repose--though there was an immense drawback to a man in my position. I
could not perceive a single sign of humanity. From the appearance, I
might have fancied myself washed upon some terrestrial paradise, yet
untrodden by the foot of man. I could not remain contemplating this
Southern Eden for long, however, as nature began to assert itself, and I
became aware that I was exceedingly hungry, so staggering to my feet I
determined to go, cautiously, in search of something to stay it, and
also to inspect the country. First, however, feeling very sorry
respecting my companions, I kneeled down and fervently thanked God who
had preserved me so far, and humbly beseeching Him in His mercy yet to
continue with me in my trouble. Trouble truly, for I had been traveller
enough in strange lands to know that, especially in this part of the
world, these quiet beautiful spots of nature, not unfrequently made
homes for all manner of wild animals, and tribes of men but little less
savage in their disposition.
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