A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder
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As the first keenness of my appetite was satisfied I had more leisure
to make observations. I noticed that the eyes of my new friends no
longer blinked; they were wide open; and, so far as I could make
them out, their faces were much improved. Weakness of eyes seemed
common among these people, and therefore the officers had their cabin
darkened, while the unfortunate rowers had to labor in the blazing
sun. Such was my conclusion, and the fact reminded me of the miserable
fellahin of Egypt, who have ophthalmia from the blazing sun and
burning sand.
After the repast they brought me water in a basin, and all stood
around me. One held the basin, another a towel, another a flask,
another took a sponge and proceeded to wash my face and hands.
This was all strange to me, yet there was nothing left for me but
submission. Then the chief, who had stood looking on with a smile on
his face took off his rich furred mantle and handed it to me. I was
half inclined to refuse it, but was afraid of giving offence, so I
accepted it, and he himself fastened it around my shoulders. The
others seemed actually to envy the chief, as though he had gained some
uncommon good-fortune. Then they offered me various drinks, of which
I tasted several kinds. Some were sweet waters of different flavors,
others tasted like mild wine, one was a fermented drink, light, sweet,
and very agreeable to the palate. I now wished to show my generous
entertainers that I was grateful; so I raised my cup, bowed to all
of them, particularly the chief, and drank their health. They all
watched this ceremony with very sober faces, and I could not quite
make out whether they took my meaning or not. They certainly did not
look pleased, and it seemed to me as though they felt hurt at any
expression of gratitude, so I concluded for the future to abstain
from all such demonstrations.
Yet with every moment the manners of these people grew more
bewildering. It was strange, indeed, for me to find myself so suddenly
the centre of interest and of generous intentions. For a moment the
thought occurred to me that they regarded me as some wonderful being
with superior powers, and were trying to propitiate me by these
services; yet I soon saw that these services were not at all acts
of propitiation; they looked rather like those loving and profuse
attentions which a family showers down upon some dear one long absent
and at last returned, and with this my wonder grew greater than ever.