Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope LandsMunro, Wilfred Harold
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Tales of an Old Sea Port: A General Sketch of the History of Bristol, Rhode Island, Including, Incidentally, an Account of the Voyages of the Norsemen, So Far as They May Have Been Connected with Narragansett Bay: and Personal Narratives of Some Notable Voyages Accomplished by Sailors from the Mount Hope Lands
Munro, Wilfred Harold
Alaska -- Description and travel; Bristol (R.I. : Town) -- History; Fort Oyapoc (Guyana); Northwest Coast of North America; Potter, Simeon, 1720-1806; Siberia (Russia) -- Description and travel; Yankee (Brig)
I went out, therefore, to execute the first of these projects; when
a negro servant, who, through goodness of heart and fidelity (rare
qualities among the slaves), had remained with me, represented to me
that I would certainly be discovered, and they would not fail to fire
at me in the first heat of the contest. I yielded to these reasons,
and, as I only remained to render to my flock all the services
demanded by my ministry, I felt scruples at uselessly exposing
myself, and determined to wait until break of day to show myself.
You can easily imagine, my Reverend Father, what a variety of
emotions agitated me during the remainder of that night. The air
ceaselessly resounded with cries and shouts and yells, and with
the discharge of guns and pistols. Presently I heard the doors
and windows of the houses opened, and the furniture overthrown
with a great crash; and, as I was sufficiently near to distinguish
perfectly the noise they made in the church, I was suddenly seized
with an inward horror in the fear lest the Holy Sacrament might
be profaned. I would have given a thousand lives to prevent this
sacrilege; but there was not time. Nevertheless, to hinder it by the
only way which remained to me, I inwardly addressed myself to Jesus
Christ, and earnestly prayed Him to guard His adorable Sacrament
from the profanation which I feared. What took place was in a way so
surprising that it may reasonably be regarded as a miracle.
During all this tumult, my negro, who was perfectly aware of the
danger we were running, and who had not the same reason with myself
for this voluntary exposure, frequently proposed to me to take to
flight. But I was unable to do so. I knew too well the obligations
of my office; and I could only wait for the moment when it would be
in my power to go to the fort, and see in what state were the French
soldiers, the greater part of whom I supposed to be either dead or
wounded. I said, therefore, to the slave that on this occasion he was
his own master; that I could not force him to remain with me; but
that, nevertheless, I should be pleased if he did not abandon me. I
added that, if he had any grievous sin on his conscience, it would
be best for him to confess it, to be prepared for any contingency,
since he was not certain but what they might take away his life. This
conversation made an impression on him, so that he recovered courage
and remained firm.
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