I would fain have had friend William's advice whither we should go, but
he always put it off with some quaking quibble or other. In short,
he did not care for directing us neither; whether he made a piece of
conscience of it, or whether he did not care to venture having it come
against him afterwards or no, this I know not; but we concluded at last
without him.
We were, however, pretty long in resolving, and hankered about the Rio
de la Plata a long time. At last we spied a sail to windward, and it was
such a sail as I believe had not been seen in that part of the world a
great while. It wanted not that we should give it chase, for it stood
directly towards us, as well as they that steered could make it; and
even that was more accident of weather than anything else, for if the
wind had chopped about anywhere they must have gone with it. I leave any
man that is a sailor, or understands anything of a ship, to judge what
a figure this ship made when we first saw her, and what we could imagine
was the matter with her. Her maintop-mast was come by the board
about six foot above the cap, and fell forward, the head of the
topgallant-mast hanging in the fore-shrouds by the stay; at the same
time the parrel of the mizzen-topsail-yard by some accident giving way,
the mizzen-topsail-braces (the standing part of which being fast to the
main-topsail shrouds) brought the mizzen-topsail, yard and all, down
with it, which spread over part of the quarter-deck like an awning; the
fore-topsail was hoisted up two-thirds of the mast, but the sheets were
flown; the fore-yard was lowered down upon the forecastle, the sail
loose, and part of it hanging overboard. In this manner she came down
upon us with the wind quartering. In a word, the figure the whole ship
made was the most confounding to men that understood the sea that ever
was seen. She had no boat, neither had she any colours out.
When we came near to her, we fired a gun to bring her to. She took no
notice of it, nor of us, but came on just as she did before. We fired
again, but it was all one. At length we came within pistol-shot of one
another, but nobody answered nor appeared; so we began to think that
it was a ship gone ashore somewhere in distress, and the men having
forsaken her, the high tide had floated her off to sea. Coming nearer
to her, we ran up alongside of her so close that we could hear a noise
within her, and see the motion of several people through her ports.
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