Adventure stories; Sea stories; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
One young fellow, I remember, who had only been as far as the Isle of
Man, brought back such accounts of his adventures among blacks and
boa-constrictors, that I quite envied him the exciting sports he had
there witnessed. Though, for certain reasons, I had been well schooled
in writing and arithmetic, yet I had but a slight knowledge of
geography, as it was not a prominent branch of study in our school. I
could scarce tell, therefore, where the Isle of Man lay; but I resolved,
the first opportunity that offered, that I should make a voyage to it,
and see some of the wonderful sights of which the young fellow spoke.
Although this to me would have been a grand undertaking, yet I was not
without hopes of being able to accomplish it. I knew that upon odd
occasions a schooner traded from our port to this famed island, and I
believed it possible, some time or other, to get a passage in her. It
might not be so easy, but I was resolved to try what could be done. I
had made up my mind to get on friendly terms with some of the sailors
belonging to the schooner, and ask them to take me along with them on
one of their trips.
While I was patiently waiting and watching for this opportunity an
incident occurred that caused me to form new resolutions and drove the
schooner and three-legged island quite out of my head.
About five miles from our little village, and further down the bay,
stood a large town. It was a real seaport, and big ships came there--
great three-masted vessels, that traded to all parts of the world, and
carried immense cargoes of merchandise.
One day I chanced to have been sent there, along with a farm-servant of
my uncle, who drove a cart full of farm produce which he was taking to
the town for sale. I was sent to assist him, by holding the horse while
he was engaged disposing of the contents of the cart.
It happened that the cart was drawn up near one of the wharves where the
shipping lay, so that I had a fine opportunity of looking at the great
leviathans of vessels moored along the quay, and admiring their tall
slender masts and elegant rigging.
There was one ship directly opposite to us that particularly attracted
my admiration. She was larger than any that was near, and her
beautifully tapering masts rose higher by several feet than those of any
other vessel in the port. But it was neither her superior size nor her
more elegant proportions that fixed my attention so earnestly upon her,
though these had at first attracted it. What rendered her so
interesting in my eyes was the fact that she was about to sail very
soon--upon the following day. This fact I learnt from a large board,
which I saw fastened in a conspicuous place upon her rigging, and upon
which I read the following:--
"The _Inca_--for Peru--To-morrow."
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