Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
Whatever feeling of pity the condition of the wounded Arabs might have
excited in the breasts of the English was removed when they came to
examine the hold. Indeed, the horrible state of the unhappy beings
surpasses all description. Upwards of two hundred human beings were
found stowed away in the hold of the craft, which could not have
measured more than a hundred tons. On a bamboo deck, scarcely raised
high enough above the keel to be free of the abominably-smelling
bilge-water which occupied her lowest depths, lay some eighty or ninety
men, doubled up, and packed so closely together that it was utterly
impossible for them to stretch their legs; while there was not room
enough for them to raise their heads without touching the deck above.
They were stowed away, indeed, literally, as Jerry Bird observed, "like
herrings in a cask." Above them were an equal number of women huddled
together, doubled up in the same fashion, the space being insufficient
for them to sit or recline. On the highest deck were penned away a
still larger number of children of various ages, ranging from six years
old to twelve or thirteen, girls and boys, with even less space allowed
them, in proportion to their size, than their elders. The miserable
wretches were evidently suffering fearfully from starvation and
dysentery. Many were too weak to move, and several on the point of
breathing their last. Five or six of the women had infants in their
arms but a few weeks old. As one of the mothers was brought on deck,
she exhibited her child with its head crushed in, which she intimated
had been done, just after the boat had been discovered in pursuit, by
one of the Arabs, because the child had been crying somewhat lustily.
"Let's see the fellow who did it," exclaimed Desmond, "and we'll pay him
off for his barbarity."
The woman understood him, and looked about among the crew till her eye
fell on the wounded Arab, who still lay writhing on the deck.
"Is that he?" asked Desmond. "Well, he has got his due, and little pity
any of us can feel for him."
The midshipmen, with their cargo of slaves and villainous prisoners,
found themselves in a very trying position, requiring the full exercise
of all their wits and energies. Probably, had Adair had time to
consider, he would not have left them with so small a force on board;
but his eagerness to overtake the other dhow prevented him from
reflecting on the difficulties and dangers they would have to encounter.
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