Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"For several years from this date, I was as happy as any human being
could be, for we sailed the Indian Ocean from point to point, in all
directions, encountering various turns of fortune, but still progressing
towards wealth. I was myself rich, far beyond what I could ever have
hoped to have been; and as for Captain H----, he had accumulated a
fortune with which he was satisfied; his equanimity of mind was in some
measure restored; he could talk at times of Eliza with a pleasing
melancholy, and spoke of returning once more to Europe. As his vessel,
the Eliza, was now old, and not safe for a home voyage, he resolved to
sell her in the country, and return to Europe a passenger in the first
commodious trader. This he actually did at Bombay, giving to each of his
crew who had left England with him a handsome present, and the amount in
cash of their passage-money home, that they might either return at his
expense, or stay longer in the country, where there were great
inducements, if they chose. Me, as my sincere friend, he strongly
advised to remain for a few years longer, when I might return an
independent man to Edinburgh.
"This was one of the golden opportunities every man has once in his
power during his existence of bettering his circumstances for life. My
evil destiny, or some other cause, made me reject it. I had, for several
months back, as I had had several times before, a strong longing to
visit Scotland once more. It is hardly possible for those who have never
been for years absent from their native home, to imagine how
overpowering this homesickness is, and how little will furnish to a
languishing mind a plausible excuse for a return. I felt a conviction
that I was not acting in the best manner for my own interest; yet I
soothed down this feeling by the hope that I could return at any time,
and pursue my fortune. To Captain H---- I stated my wish to return to
Europe at all events, as I was weary of the Indian clime, and that, as I
had left Edinburgh with him, I would, if he had no objections, return in
the same vessel. He agreed; and thus we were again fated to go together.
"After remaining on shore inactive for some weeks, we embarked on board
the Traussean, bound for Amsterdam. Would that I had been of the same
turn of mind and resolution as Mr. Yates, our chief mate, who remained
in the country, and soon sailed a vessel of his own! I saw him several
years afterwards in London, living in wealth and independence, the
produce of his toils in India. I gratified my wish at all hazards--he
obeyed his better judgment; he had his reward--I had mine.
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