Thirty Years From Home; or, a Voice From the Main Deck: Being the Experience of Samuel LeechLeech, Samuel
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Thirty Years From Home; or, a Voice From the Main Deck: Being the Experience of Samuel Leech
Leech, Samuel
Adventure and adventurers; Leech, Samuel, 1798-1848; Sailors; United States -- History -- War of 1812 -- Personal narratives
The journey from this place to the Cape was one of great suffering to
our crew. We were received on the beach by a file of Irish soldiers.
Under their escort we proceeded seven miles, through heaps of burning
sand, seeing nothing worthy of notice on the way, but a number of men
busily engaged in cutting up dead whales on the sea-shore.
After resting a short time, we recommenced our march, guarded by
a new detachment of soldiers. Unused to walking as we were, we
began to grow excessively fatigued; and, after wading a stream of
considerable depth, we were so overcome, that it seemed impossible to
proceed any farther. We lay down, discouraged and wretched, on the
sand. The guard brought us some bread, and gave half-a-pint of wine
to each man. This revived us somewhat. We were now placed under a
guard of dragoons. They were very kind, and urged us to attempt the
remaining seven miles. To relieve us, they carried our clothes-bags
on their horses; and overtaking some Dutch farmers, going to the Cape
with broom-stuff and brush, the officer of the dragoons made them
carry the most weary among us in their wagons. It is not common for
men to desire the inside of a prison, but I can assure my readers
we did most heartily wish ourselves there, on that tedious journey.
At last, about nine o’clock, P. M., we arrived at Cape Town, having
left one of our number at Wineburg, through exhaustion, who joined us
the next day. Stiff, sore, and weary, we hastily threw ourselves on
the hard boards of our prison, where, without needing to be soothed
or rocked, we slept profoundly until late the next morning. For a
description of our prison, with what happened to us there, the reader
is referred to the succeeding chapter.
CHAPTER X
The next morning we took a survey of our new quarters. We found
ourselves placed in a large yard, surrounded by high walls, and
strongly guarded by soldiers. Within this inclosure, there was a
building, or shed, composed of three rooms, neither of which had
any floor. Round the sides stood three benches or stages, one above
the other, to serve for berths. On these we spread our hammocks and
bed-clothes, making them tolerably comfortable places to sleep in. A
few of the men preferred to sling their hammocks, as they did at sea.
Here, also, we used to eat, unless, as was our frequent practice, we
did so in the open air.
Our officers had been sent thirty miles inland, so that we had lost
the natural exactors of discipline among seamen. To remedy this
deficiency, our first step was to adopt a set of regulations in
respect to order, cleanliness, &c., and to appoint certain of our
number to enforce them.
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