The Strange Adventures of Captain Dangerous, Vol. 2: Who was a sailor, a soldier, a merchant, a spy, a slave; among the moors...Sala, George Augustus
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The Strange Adventures of Captain Dangerous, Vol. 2: Who was a sailor, a soldier, a merchant, a spy, a slave; among the moors...
Sala, George Augustus
Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction
the one side as on the other; and for every poor old Lear wandering up
and down, pursued by the spite of Goneril and Regan, shall you find a
Cordelia whose heart is broken by her Sire's Cruelty.
We did not long abide in Ostend. Presently my master grew tired of the
Town, as he did of most Things, and longed for change. He had no better
words for the Innkeepers, Merchants, and others who attended him, than
to call them a parcel of Extortionate Thieves, and to vow that they were
all in a conspiracy for robbing and bringing him to the Poor House. He
often did us the honour to accuse us of being in the Plot; and many a
time I felt inclined to resent his Impertinence, and to cudgel the
abusive little man soundly; but I was wise, and held my Tongue and my
Hand as well. Following the Chaplain's advice, and humouring this little
Man-monkey in all his caprices, I found that he was not so bad a master
after all, and that when he was Drunk, which was almost always, he could
be generous enough. When he was sober and bewailed his excessive
Expenditure, our policy was to be Mum, or else to Flatter him; and so no
bones were broken, and I was well clad and fed, and always had a piece
of gold in my pouch, and so began to Feel my Feet.
We visited most of the towns in the Low Countries, then under the
Austrian rule, enjoying ourselves with but little occasion for repining.
Now our travelling was done on Horseback, and now, when there was a
Canal Route, by one of those heavy, lumbering, jovial old boats called
Treyckshuyts. I know not whether I spell the word correctly, for in the
Languages, albeit fluent enough, I could never be accurate; but of the
pleasant old vessels themselves I shall ever preserve a lively
recollection. You made a bargain with the Master before starting, giving
him so many guilders for a journey, say between Ghent and Bruges, the
charge amounting generally to about a Guinea a day for each Gentleman
passenger, and half the sum for a servant. And the Domestic's place on
the fore-deck and in the fore-cabin was by no means an unpleasant one;
for there he was sure to meet good store of comely Fraus, and Jungfraus
comelier still, with their clean white caps, Linsey-woolsey petticoats,
wooden shoes, and little gold crosses about their necks. Farmers and
labouring men and pedlars, with now and then a fat, smirking Priest or
two, who tried Hard to Convert you, if by any means he discovered you to
be a Heretic, made up the complement of passengers forward; but I, as a
servant, was often called aft, and had the pick of both companies, with
but light duties, and faring always like a Fighting Cock. For no sooner
was our Passage-Money paid than it became my Duty to lay in a Great
Stock of Provisions for the voyage, my master disdaining to put up with
the ordinary country Fare of dried fish, salted beef, pickled cabbage,
hard-boiled eggs, faro-Beer, Schiedam, and so forth, and instructing me,
under Mr. Hodge's direction, to purchase Game, Venison, Fruit,
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