The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 02 (of 12)Hazlitt, William
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The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 02 (of 12)
Hazlitt, William
English essays -- 19th century
but merry kind of combats. Would that the well-bred duellist were as
harmless!
I believe it was here I first remarked one of the many superstitious
habits of seamen; that of whistling for a wind. I find it is common to
them all; from the captain to the cabin-boy. The day was more calm than
either the passengers, or the boat-men wished; and, to beguile the time,
a man sang the beautiful ballad of Black-Eyed Susan. Having ended,
another told us a tragical tale, which the song no doubt had brought to
memory.
The mate of a ship had a sweetheart; who came on board the evening he
was to sail. She was a pretty girl, and deeply affected. Her love was
strong, or rather violent. Having drawn him aside, she told him, if they
parted, she was certain they should never meet again; and that she had
not the power to leave the ship. He remonstrated on the impossibility of
her stay; but she could listen to nothing but her passion, fears, and
forebodings. She wept, intreated, went on her knees; and, if he would
but consent, said she would hide herself in the forecastle, till the
ship should be under way. The mate, who could not comply, at length
reproved and left her in anger; while she threatened her own
destruction. He went below; and, not seeing her when he returned on
deck, he concluded she was gone. Alas! the poor agitated, and despairing
creature, had thrown herself over-board. She had done it unseen; and the
mate, immediately afterward perceiving that the boat in which she came
was waiting, began to inquire: but no one knew what was become of her.
He recollected her proposition to hide herself, and went in search:
certain, as he supposed, she had made the attempt. She was no where to
be found: his alarm increased; his cheeks became pale. One man said ‘he
had heard something fall into the water; and to be sure it must be she.
Who knew but she might have been thrown over-board?’ Suspicions arose:
the pallid hue and wild terror of the poor mate, gave them strength: he
was taken into custody, tried for the supposed murder, and in great
danger of suffering death; so strong did the circumstances against him
appear to be, in the opinion of his judges. One witness, however, was
very clear in his testimony, that he saw the mate go under hatches, and
leave the deceased on the deck; that he likewise saw him return; and
that it was during this interval, the accident must have happened: for
that he and others had accompanied the mate in his search to find her.
Thus the positive and accurate evidence of this witness, saved his
shipmate from an ignominious death.
The life of a man, in a court of law, depends upon a breath. Remember
it, you who sit in judgment on the lives of your fellow creatures!
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