Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844Various
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Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844
Various
Children's literature -- Periodicals
“Entering upon this design with a fierce and feverish desire, I shipped
on board a vessel as a common sailor. I had reason to suppose that you
had gone to Surinam, and the vessel I entered was bound to that port.
I performed the duties of a sailor with alacrity. In the long and
tedious calm, or the raging of the tempest, whether upon the quiet deck
or aloft amid the shivering spars, I never for one moment forgot my
purpose. I arrived at the destined port, and made inquiries for you,
but without success. I engaged in the revels of my companions; but in
my maddest moments I thought of you. I shipped for Java, for I had been
led to conjecture that you might be there. We performed our long voyage
of alternate tempest and tranquillity. To all around me I seemed the
most thoughtless of the unthinking men with whom I was associated; yet
it was the burning hope of revenge that sustained me.
“You were not at Java. I set out for the Japan Isles, and reached
the rock of Nangasaki, to which the Dutch traders are confined. You
had been here, but had departed, leaving no clew by which you could
be traced. In a daring and reckless mood, I ventured with one of my
companions to enter into one of the Japanese towns. We had dressed
ourselves like the natives, and for a time were unsuspected. But at
last we were seized, severely beaten, put into an open boat and driven
out to sea. We were forced along the coast by winds and currents, and
at last, were wrecked upon a rocky shore. In a starving condition we
clambered up the cliffs, and made our way to a small village. Here we
were seized and conducted from post to post, till we reached Meaco,
the residence of the _dairi_ or king. Having been examined, we were
sentenced to perpetual slavery in the diamond mines. These belonged to
the king, and were situated in the mountains. For three years I wrought
in gloomy caverns, without once seeing the light of day. Even here I
did not forget my revenge, and had still in my bosom a conviction that
I should break the chains with which my body was bound, escape from my
rocky prison, and fulfil my purpose. My companion wasted away under his
toil and confinement, and expired before my eyes; but my body and soul
fed upon the hope which had so long animated my bosom.
“I began to meditate an escape. I laid my plans with deliberation,
and at the end of eleven months, they were completed. I effected my
deliverance, and lived for two years with the wild goats amid the
recesses of the mountains. I had learned the language and manners of
the country, and leaving my retreat, made my way without difficulty;
all suspicion having been lulled by the time which had elapsed since my
escape. I had concealed a number of diamonds and other gems of great
value, and carried them with me. I was now rich, but I regarded my
wealth only as the means by which I might traverse the world in pursuit
of you.
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