"May God bless you, sir,"--and then turning to the lieutenant--"I
respect your service, sir, but I have seen some roughness among young
officers too, when the ships in which I have sailed, in my several
voyages, have been boarded by men-of-war's boats; therefore your
gentleness has been more grateful."
Don Ricardo bowed.
Willing to protract the pleasure of being in such society as long as I
decently could, I remained standing.
"The night is calm," continued the old man, "and Captain Purves says
your vessel is close to us; will you not sit down, and give us the
pleasure of your company a little longer? We are so recently from
England, that we may be able to give you some news that may be
gratifying." We did so, and the captain ordered wine and water in. By
this time the little boy, who had been playing with the handle of my
sword, for I must needs be rigged boarder-fashion, and looking up and
prattling in my face, fell fast asleep on my knee, when his mother
placed him on the sofa. The conversation went round, the young men
opened, and soon convinced me that they were exceedingly well-informed,
and quite up with the enlightenment of the age; while both the ladies
in their calm quiet way, especially the young matronly female, evinced
a fixedness of purpose, and a determination to persevere in their
desolate pilgrimage, with a perfect knowledge of its
privations--indeed, I may write dangers, that I could not have believed
possible in tender women. I have seldom spent a couple of hours more
pleasantly; the conversation turning chiefly on recent occurrences in
England. At length, the old man said--"You have been already informed
by the captain, that we are missionaries bound for the Cape. My
son-in-law and my daughter have been backwards and forwards twice, and
know from personal experience the extent of the sacrifice they make in
devoting themselves to the good work. My son there, and my niece, to
whom he has lately been married, have never been to the station before,
but they are fully aware of all that they may be called on to
suffer--as for me, I am now going back to my tent in the wilderness--to
utter banishment from all the elegances and comforts of civilized life,
and with small prospect of ever revisiting the land of my fathers
again. But I shall be buried beside my wife, under the same
orange-tree, where she rests from her labours, after having been my
helpmate, and, under God, my greatest earthly comfort, during my
ministry amongst the heathen, for fifteen long years. Yes, heaven
knows, my cup of sorrow, when she fell asleep, was full to
overflowing--for upwards of six months all was quiet in the
settlement--upwards of fifty families had domiciled themselves within
our enclosure; and having mastered the native dialects, we had great
hopes of making rapid progress, in not only enlightening the poor
creatures by whom we were surrounded as to the things concerning their
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