Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the MidshipmanKingston, William Henry Giles
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Salt Water: The Sea Life and Adventures of Neil D'Arcy the Midshipman
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Midshipmen -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"I have asked to see you again, sir, for you are the best friend I have
found for many a year," he began, in a weak voice, speaking apparently
not without pain and difficulty. "From this book I have discovered, at
length, the cause of all my crimes, my sufferings, and ultimate doom.
Disobedience brought me to what I now am. I never learned to obey or to
fear God or man. I was born in the same rank of life in which you move,
perhaps with far greater expectations; and when I think of what I might
have been and what I am, it drives me to madness, and I wish that I had
never been born. My father was a man of property and position, and much
esteemed for many virtues. My mother was highly educated and refined,
and of religions feeling. It might be supposed that a child of such
parents could not but turn out well. Unhappily for me, they loved me
much, but not wisely. I was allowed to have my own way in all things, I
was never taught to obey. As I grew up, my self-willed disposition
became more and more developed. I could not bear constraint of any
sort. Too late they discovered their error. I had received at home
some little religious instruction; I even knew something about the
contents of the Bible, but its spirit was totally beyond my
comprehension. At last it was determined to send me to school. I went
willingly enough, for the sake of the change; but, not liking it, ran
away. I was not sent back, but instead a tutor was provided for me. He
was totally unfitted for his occupation, and was unable, had he tried,
to make any good impression on me. We quarrelled so continually, that
he was dismissed, and I was persuaded to go to school again. Once more
I ran away; but this time I did not run home. I wanted to see the
world, and I was resolved to become a sailor. I cannot bear to dwell on
my ingratitude and heartlessness. I knew that my disappearance would
almost break my mother's heart, and that my father would suffer equally;
yet I persevered. I little thought what I was to go through. A fine
brig was on the point of sailing for the coast of Africa. I fell in
with the master, and offered to go with him. He asked no questions as
to who I was, or where I came from; but, wanting a boy, he shipped me at
once. The next day we were at sea, and all means of tracing me were
lost. I was not ill-treated; for the captain, though bad enough in many
respects, had taken a fancy to me. We were to engage, I found, in the
slave-trade. At first I was shocked at the barbarities I witnessed, but
soon got accustomed to them. We did not always keep to that business.
The profits were not large enough to satisfy our avarice; and even
piracy we did not hesitate to commit at times, when opportunity offered.
At length the brig was cast away, and many of the crew and all our
ill-gotten gains were lost. I, with two or three others, who escaped,
shipped on board a Spanish slaver. We changed from bad to worse.
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