The Boats of the "Glen Carrig": Being an account of their Adventures in the Strange places of the Earth, after the foundering of the good ship Glen Carrig through striking upon a hidden rock in the unknown seas to the Southward; as told by John Winterstraw, Gent., to his son James Winterstraw, in the year 1757, and by him committed very properly and legibly to manuscriptHodgson, William Hope
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The Boats of the "Glen Carrig": Being an account of their Adventures in the Strange places of the Earth, after the foundering of the good ship Glen Carrig through striking upon a hidden rock in the unknown seas to the Southward; as told by John Winterstraw, Gent., to his son James Winterstraw, in the year 1757, and by him committed very properly and legibly to manuscript
For a little after this, I had a short breathing space, the brutes
seeming to have taken fright; yet I was full of trembling, and I glanced
hither and thither, not knowing when some one or more of them would come
upon me. And ever I glanced towards the moon, and prayed the Almighty
that the clouds would pass quickly, else should we be all dead men; and
then, as I prayed, there rose a sudden very terrible scream from one of
the men, and in the same moment there came something over the edge of the
cliff fronting me; but I cleft it or ever it could rise higher, and in my
ears there echoed still the sudden scream which had come from that part
of the hill which lay to the left of me: yet I dared not to leave my
station; for to have done so would have been to have risked all, and so I
stayed, tortured by the strain of ignorance, and my own terror.
Again, I had a little spell in which I was free from molestation; nothing
coming into sight so far as I could see to right or left of me; though
others were less fortunate, as the curses and sounds of blows told to me,
and then, abruptly, there came another cry of pain, and I looked up again
to the moon, and prayed aloud that it might come out to show some light
before we were all destroyed; but it remained hid. Then a sudden thought
came into my brain, and I shouted at the top of my voice to the bo'sun to
set the great cross-bow upon the central fire; for thus we should have a
big blaze--the wood being very nice and dry. Twice I shouted to him,
saying:--"Burn the bow! Burn the bow!" And immediately he replied,
shouting to all the men to run to him and carry it to the fire; and this
we did and bore it to the center fire, and then ran back with all speed
to our places. Thus in a minute we had some light, and the light grew as
the fire took hold of the great log, the wind fanning it to a blaze. And
so I faced outwards, looking to see if any vile face showed above the
edge before me, or to my right or left. Yet, I saw nothing, save, as it
seemed to me, once a fluttering tentacle came up, a little to my right;
but nothing else for a space.
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