Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
To complete the description of this place, which may be termed a
whirlpool, as nothing ever returns from thence; it is impossible
that a ship can avoid being dragged thither, if it comes within a
certain distance. If a sea-breeze blows that assists the current,
there is no remedy; and if the wind comes from land, the high
mountain impedes its effect, and causes a calm, which allows the
current full force, and then it whirls the ship against the coast,
and dashes it to pieces, as ours was. In addition to this, the
mountain is so steep, that it is impossible to reach the summit, or,
in fact, to escape by any means.
We remained on the shore, quite distracted, expecting to die. We had
divided our provisions equally, so that each individual lived more
or less time, according to the consumption he made of his portion.
They who died first were interred by the others. I had the office of
burying my last companion; for besides managing what provisions were
allowed me with more care than the rest, I had also a store, which I
kept concealed from my comrades. Nevertheless, when I buried the
last, I had so little left, that I imagined I must soon follow him;
so that I dug a grave and resolved to throw myself into it, since no
one remained to perform this last duty. I must confess, that whilst
I was thus employed, I could not avoid reproaching myself as the
sole cause of my misfortune, and most heartily repented of this last
voyage. Nor was I satisfied with reproaches only, but I bit my hands
with despair, and had nearly put an end to my existence.
But God still had pity on me, and inspired me with the thought of
going to the river, which lost itself in the hollow of the cave. I
examined it with great attention, and it occurred to me, that as the
river ran under ground, it must in its course come out to day-light
again; if I construct a raft, thought I, and place myself on it, the
current of the water may perhaps bring me to some inhabited country;
if I perish, it is but changing the manner of my death; but if, on
the contrary, I get safely out of this fatal place, I shall not only
avoid the cruel death by which my companions perished, but may also
meet with some fresh opportunity of enriching myself. Who knows,
that fortune does not await me on my arrival out of this frightful
cavern, to recompense me for all the losses I have sustained.
I worked at my raft with fresh vigour after these reflections; I
made it of thick pieces of wood and great cables, of which there was
an abundance; I tied them closely together, and formed a strong
vessel: when it was completed, I placed on it a cargo of rubies,
emeralds, ambergris, crystal, and also some gold and silver stuffs.
Having placed all these things in a proper equilibrium, and fastened
them to the planks, I embarked on my raft with two little oars,
which I provided myself with, and trusting to the current, I
resigned myself to the will of God.
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