The melting of the ice and the slowly increasing power of the sun were
inexpressibly consoling to me who had had so much of the cold that I do
protest if Elysium were bleak, no matter how radiant, and the abode of
the fiends as hot as it is pictured, I would choose to turn my back upon
the angels. I cannot say, however, that the schooner was properly thawed
until we were hard upon the parallels of the Falkland Islands; she then
showed her timbers naked to the sun, and exposed a brown solid deck
rendered ugly by several dark patches which, scrape as we might, we
could not obliterate. We struck the guns into the hold for the better
ballasting of the vessel, got studding-sail booms aloft, overhauled her
suits of canvas and found a great square sail which proved of
inestimable importance in light winds and in running. After the ice was
wholly melted out of her frame she made a little water, yet not so much
but that half an hour's spell at the pump twice a day easily freed her.
But, curiously enough, at the end of a fortnight she became tight again,
which I attribute to the swelling of her timbers.
We were a slender company, but we managed extraordinarily well. The men
were wonderfully content; I never heard so much as a murmur escape one
of them; they never exceeded their rations nor asked for a drop more of
liquor than we had agreed among us should be served out. But, as I had
anticipated, our security lay in our slenderness. We were too few for
disaffection. The negroes were as simple as children, Wilkinson looked
to find his account in a happy arrival, and if I was not, strictly
speaking, their captain, I was their navigator without whom their case
would have been as perilous as mine was on the ice.
Outside the natural dangers of the sea we had but one anxiety, and that
concerned our being chased and taken. This fear was heartily shared by
my companions, to whom I also represented that it must be our business
to give even the ships of our country a wide berth; for, though I had
long since flung all the compromising bunting overboard, and destroyed
all the papers I could come across, which being written in a language I
was ignorant of, might, for all I knew, contain some damning
information, a British ship would be sure to board us and I should have
to tell the truth or take the risks of prevaricating. If I told the
truth, then I should have to admit that the lading of the vessel was
piratical plunder; and though I knew not how the law stood with regard
to booty rescued from certain destruction after the lapse of hard upon
half a century, yet it was a hundred to one that the whole would be
claimed in the king's name under a talk of restitution, which signified
that we should never hear more of it. On the other hand prevarication
would not fail to excite suspicion, and on our not being able to
satisfactorily account for our possession of the ship and what was in
her, it might end in our actually being seized as pirates and perhaps
executed.
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