Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 1 (of 5): In the years 1768, 1769, 1770, 1771, 1772 and 1773 — John Shaqi
Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 1 (of 5): In the years 1768, 1769, 1770, 1771, 1772 and 1773Bruce, James
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Travels to Discover the Source of the Nile, Volume 1 (of 5): In the years 1768, 1769, 1770, 1771, 1772 and 1773
Bruce, James
Egypt -- Description and travel; Ethiopia -- Description and travel; Ethiopia -- History; Natural history -- Ethiopia; Nile River
I embarked on board the Greek vessel, very ill accoutred, as we
afterwards found, and, though it had plenty of sail, it had not an
ounce of ballast. A number of people, men, women, and children,
flying from the calamities which attend famine, crowded in unknown
to me; but the passage was short, the vessel light, and the master,
as we supposed, well accustomed to these seas. The contrary of this,
however, was the truth, as we learned afterwards, when too late, for
he was an absolute landsman; proprietor indeed of the vessel, but this
had been his first voyage. We sailed at dawn of day in as favourable
and pleasant weather as ever I saw at sea. It was the beginning of
September, and a light and steady breeze, though not properly fair,
promised a short and agreeable voyage; but it was not long before it
turned fresh and cold; we then had a violent shower of hail, and the
clouds were gathering as if for thunder. I observed that we gained no
offing, and hoped, if the weather turned bad, to persuade the Captain
to put into Bengazi, for one inconvenience he presently discovered,
that they had not provision on board for one day.
However, the wind became contrary, and blew a violent storm, seeming
to menace both thunder and rain. The vessel being in her trim with
large latine sails, fell violently to leeward, and they scarce would
have weathered the Cape that makes the entrance into the harbour of
Bengazi, which is a very bad one, when all at once it struck upon
a sunken rock, and seemed to be set down upon it. The wind at that
instant seemed providentially to calm; but I no sooner observed the
ship had struck than I began to think of my own situation. We were
not far from shore, but there was an exceeding great swell at sea.
Two boats were still towed astern of them, and had not been hoisted
in. Roger M‘Cormack, my Irish servant, had been a sailor on board the
Monarch before he deserted to the Spanish service. He and the other,
who had likewise been a sailor, presently unlashed the largest boat,
and all three got down into her, followed by a multitude of people whom
we could not hinder, and there was, indeed, something that bordered
on cruelty, in preventing poor people from using the same means that
we had done for preserving their lives; yet, unless we had killed
them, the prevention was impossible, and, had we been inclined to that
measure, we dared not, as we were upon a Moorish coast. The most that
could be done was, to get loose from the ship as soon as possible, and
two oars were prepared to row the boat ashore. I had stript myself to
a short under-waistcoat and linen drawers; a silk sash, or girdle, was
wrapt round me; a pencil, small pocket-book, and watch, were in the
breast-pocket of my waistcoat; two Moorish and two English servants
followed me; the rest, more wise, remained on board.
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