The Saturday Magazine, No. 65, July 6th, 1833 — John Shaqi
The Saturday Magazine, No. 65, July 6th, 1833Various
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The Saturday Magazine, No. 65, July 6th, 1833
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Welsh periodicals -- 19th century
It may be imagined that at the first glimpse of daybreak, he was not
a little anxious to get out of the wood, for he now began to suffer
severely from want of food. For some hours he wandered about in the
intricacies of this wild and uninhabited spot, supported in the hope
that his toils were near their termination. Often did he listen in
breathless attention to catch the sound of any signal-gun to guide
his footsteps, and often did he shout in expectation of being heard
by those who might have been despatched in search of him. He ascended
the high trees, but his view was constantly intercepted by forests and
elevated hills wooded to their summits. Hunger now forced on him the
necessity of seeking some means of subsistence; he accordingly prepared
with his knife a formidable bludgeon, and scarcely had an hour passed
when, startled by a rustling among the underwood, he expected some kind
of animal to sally forth, but was surprised to see a large black snake
glide out from its concealment and raise its head, "nimble in threats,"
at his approach. Having got within range of his stick, he immediately
"rapped" it "o' the coxcomb," whereupon it rolled itself up, and after
a few twists and twirls remained stationary, with its forked tongue
thrust out of its mouth.
In this desolate situation night again overtook him, and although the
climate of the island, notwithstanding its latitude, is generally
mild, and the middle of the day pleasantly warm, yet the mornings
and the evenings are rather cold; consequently, he had to struggle
against both cold and hunger without any apparent remedy. The simple
circumstance of having met with a snake in the day did not seem of
much consequence, but the idea of meeting one in the night, occasioned
by his hearing those peculiar noises usually made by them at this
period, kept him in continual anxiety. He ascended a tree, and having
eaten some of the leaves, remained during the obscurity of a night
intensely dark, with his spirits dreadfully depressed, for he now began
to fear that the ship would sail without him; his situation appeared
hopeless, and he passed a sleepless and desponding night; the noises
kept up in the woods convinced him that many birds of prey existed
upon the island. When day began to appear, he descended from the tree,
and had not gone many paces when he perceived a large owl perched,
with the most imperturbable gravity, upon a low bough, with its large
eyes intently fixed on him, but as if unconscious of his appearance.
He quietly approached near enough to knock it on the head, and thus
he had the good fortune to provide himself with a breakfast. Having
eaten sufficiently of this carrion, which left his mouth as bitter as
wormwood, he set out with a determination of moving in a right line,
which could not fail of bringing him to the sea-shore at some part of
the island. Towards evening he was seized with a most painful sickness,
and felt cold and disheartened; he had not seen during this day any
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