Chapter XII. MARANHAM AND PARA.

As we drew near the equinoctial line, I occasionally heard some talk

among the officers on the subject of a visit from Old Neptune; and as

there were three of the crew who had never crossed the line, it was

thought probable that the venerable sea god would visit the brig, and

shake hands with the strangers, welcoming them to his dominions.

A few days afterwards, when the latitude was determined by a meridian

altitude of the sun, Captain Page ordered Collins to go aloft and take

a good look around the horizon, as it was not unlikely something was in

sight. Collins grinned, and went aloft. He soon hailed the deck from the

fore-topsail yard, and said he saw a boat broad off on the weather bow,

with her sails spread "wing and wing," and steering directly for the

brig.

"That's Old Neptune himself!" shouted Captain Page, clapping his hands.

"He will soon be alongside. Mr. Abbot," continued he, speaking to the

chief mate, "let the men get their dinners at once. We must be prepared

to receive the old gentleman!"

After dinner, Mr. Fairfield ordered those of the crew including myself

who had never crossed the line, into the forecastle, to remove one

of the water casks. We had no sooner descended the ladder than the

fore-scuttle was closed and fastened, and we were caught like rats in

a trap. Preparations of a noisy character were now made on deck for the

reception of Old Neptune.

An hour a long and tedious one it appeared to those confined below

elapsed before the old gentleman got within hail. At length we heard a

great trampling on the forecastle, and anon a gruff voice, which seemed

to come from the end of the flying jib-boom, yelled out, "Brig, ahoy!"

"Hallo!" replied the captain.

"Have you any strangers on board?"

"Ay, ay!"

"Heave me a rope! I'll come alongside and shave them directly!"

A cordial greeting was soon interchanged between captain Page and Old

Neptune on deck, to which we prisoners listened with much interest.

The slide of the scuttle was removed, and orders given for one of

the "strangers" to come on deck and be shaved. Anxious to develop

the mystery and be qualified to bear a part in the frolic, I pressed

forward; but as soon as my head appeared above the rim of the scuttle I

was seized, blindfolded, and led to the main deck, where I was urged,

by a press of politeness I could not withstand, to be seated on a plank.

The process of shaving commenced, which, owing to the peculiar roughness

of the razor and the repulsive qualities of the lather, was more painful

and disagreeable than pleasant, but to which I submitted without a

murmur. When the scarifying process was finished, I was told to hold up

my head, raise my voice to its highest pitch, and say, "Yarns!" I obeyed

the mandate, as in duty bound; and to give full and distinct utterance

to the word, opened my mouth as if about to swallow a whale, when some

remorseless knave, amid shouts of laughter from the surrounding group,

popped into my open mouth the huge tar brush, well charged with the

unsavory ingredients for shaving.

I now thought my trials were over. Not so. I was interrogated through a

speaking trumpet on several miscellaneous subjects; but suspecting some

trick, my answers were brief and given through closed teeth. At length,

Captain Page exclaimed, "Old Neptune, this will never do. Give him a

speaking trumpet also, and let him answer according to rule, and in

shipshape fashion, so that we can all hear and understand him."

I put the trumpet to my mouth, and to the next question attempted to

reply in stunning tones, "None of your business!" for I was getting

impatient, and felt somewhat angry. The sentence was but half uttered

when a whole bucket of salt water was hurled into the broad end of the

speaking trumpet, which conducted it into my mouth and down my throat,

nearly producing strangulation; at the same time, the seat was pulled

from beneath me, and I was plunged over head and ears in the briny

element.

As soon as I recovered my breath, the bandage was removed from my eyes,

and I found myself floating in the long boat, which had been nearly

filled with water for the occasion, and surrounded by as jovial a set

of fellows as ever played off a practical joke. Old Neptune proved to be

Jim Sinclair, of Marblehead, but so disguised that his own mother

could not have known him. His ill-favored and weather-beaten visage was

covered with streaks of paint, like the face of a wild Indian on the

war-path. He had a thick beard made of oakum; and a wig of rope-yarns,

the curls hanging gracefully on his shoulders, was surmounted with a

paper cap, fashioned and painted so as to bear a greater resemblance to

the papal tiara than to the diadem of the ocean monarch. In one hand he

held a huge speaking trumpet, and in the other he brandished, instead of

a trident, the ship's granes with FIVE prongs!

The other strangers to Old Neptune were subsequently compelled to go

through the same ceremonies, in which I assisted with a hearty good

will; and those who did not patiently submit to the indignities,

received the roughest treatment. The shades of evening fell before the

frolic was over, and the wonted order and discipline restored.

It was formerly the invariable practice with all American and British

vessels to observe ceremonies, when crossing the line, of a character

similar to those I have described, varying, of course, according to the

taste of the commander of the vessel and other circumstances. In a

large ship, with a numerous crew, when it was deemed expedient to be

particularly classical, Neptune appeared in full costume, accompanied

by the fair Amphitrite, decorated with a profusion of sea-weed or

gulf-weed, shells, coral, and other emblems of salt water sovereignty,

and followed by a group of Tritons and Nereids fantastically arrayed.

Sometimes, and especially when remonstrances were made to the mandates

of the sea god, and his authority was questioned in a style bordering on

rebellion, the proceedings were of a character which bore unjustifiably

severe on his recusant subjects. Instances have been known where

keel-hauling has been resorted to as an exemplary punishment for a

refractory individual.

This cruel and inhuman mode of punishment, in former ages, was not

uncommon in ships of war of all nations. It was performed by fastening a

rope around the body of an individual, beneath the armpits, as he stood

on the weather gunwale. One end of the rope was passed beneath the keel

and brought up to the deck on the opposite side, and placed in the hands

of half a dozen stout seamen. The man was then pushed overboard, and

the men stationed to leeward commenced hauling, while those to windward

gently "eased away" the other end of the rope. The victim was thus, by

main force, dragged beneath the keel, and hauled up to the deck on the

other side. The operation, when adroitly performed, occupied but a short

time in the estimation of the bystanders, although it must have seemed

ages to the poor fellow doomed to undergo the punishment. Sometimes

a leg or an arm would come in contact with the keel, and protract the

operation; therefore, a severe bruise, a broken limb, a dislocated

joint, or even death itself, was not an unfrequent attendant on this

kind of punishment!

Many years ago, on board an English East Indiaman, an officer, who had

figured conspicuously in perpetrating severe jokes on those who were,

for the first time, introduced to Old Neptune, was shot through the

head by an enraged passenger, who could not, or would not appreciate the

humor of the performances!

The ceremony of "shaving when crossing the line" is not so generally

observed as formerly in our American ships; and, as it is sometimes

carried to unjustifiable lengths, and can hardly be advocated on

any other ground than ancient custom, it is in a fair way to become

obsolete.

In those days there were no correct charts of the northern coast of

Brazil, and Captain Page, relying on such charts as he could obtain, was

one night in imminent danger of losing the brig, which was saved only by

the sensitiveness of the olfactory organs of the second mate!

It was about six bells in the middle watch, or three o'clock in the

morning; the heavens were clear and unclouded; the stars shone with

great brilliancy; there was a pleasant breeze from the south-east, and

the ship was gliding quietly along, with the wind abaft the beam, at the

rate of five or six knots. Suddenly Mr. Fairfield, whose nose was not

remarkable for size, but might with propriety be classed among the

SNUBS, ceased to play upon it its accustomed tune in the night watches,

sprang from the hen-coop, on which he had been reclining, and began

to snuff the air in an eager and agitated manner! He snuffed again; he

stretched his head over the weather quarter and continued to snuff!

I was at the helm, and was not a little startled at his strange and

unaccountable conduct. I had almost convinced myself that he was

laboring under a sudden attack of insanity, when, turning round, he

abruptly asked me IF I COULD NOT SMELL THE LAND?

I snuffed, but could smell nothing unusual, and frankly told him so;

upon which he went forward and asked Newhall and Collins if either

of them could smell the land. Newhall said "no;" but Collins, after

pointing his nose to windward, declared he "could smell it plainly, and

that the smell resembled beefsteak and onions!"

To this, after a long snuff, the mate assented adding that beef was

abundant in Brazil, and the people were notoriously fond of garlic!

Collins afterwards acknowledged that he could smell nothing, but was

bound to have as good a nose as the second mate!

Upon the strength of this additional testimony Mr. Fairfield called

the captain, who snuffed vigorously, but without effect. He could smell

neither land, nor "beefsteak and onions." He was also incredulous in

regard to our proximity to the shore, but very properly concluded, as

it was so near daylight, to heave the brig to, with her head off shore,

until we could test the correctness of the second mate's nose!

After waiting impatiently a couple of hours we could get glimpses along

the southern horizon, and, to the surprise of Captain Page, and the

triumph of the second mate, the land was visible in the shape of a long,

low, hummocky beach, and not more than three leagues distant. When Mr.

Fairfield first scented it we were probably not more than four or five

miles from the shore, towards which we were steering on a diagonal

course.

The land we fell in with was some three or four degrees to windward of

Maranham. On the following day we entered the mouth of the river, and

anchored opposite the city.

Before we had been a week in port a large English ship, bound to

Maranham, went ashore in the night on the very beach which would have

wrecked the Clarissa, had it not been for the extraordinary acuteness

o Mr. Fairfield's nose, and became a total wreck. The officers and

crew remained near the spot for several days to save what property they

could, and gave a lamentable account of their sufferings. They were

sheltered from the heat of the sun by day, and the dews and rains by

night, by tents rudely constructed from the ship's sails. But these

tents could not protect the men from the sand-flies and mosquitoes, and

their annoyance from those insects must have been intolerable. The poor

fellows shed tears when they told the tale of their trials, and

pointed to the ulcers on their limbs as evidence of the ferocity of the

mosquitoes!

It appeared, also, that their provisions fell short, and they would have

suffered from hunger were it not that the coast, which was but sparsely

inhabited, abounded in wild turkeys, as they said, of which they shot

several, which furnished them with "delicious food." They must have

been excessively hungry, or blessed with powerful imaginations, for, on

cross-examination, these "wild turkeys" proved to be TURKEY BUZZARDS, or

carrion vultures, most filthy creatures, which, in many places where the

decay of animal matter is common, act faithfully the part of scavengers,

and their flesh is strongly tinctured with the quality of their food.

St. Louis de Maranham is a large and wealthy city, situated near the

mouth of the Maranham River, about two degrees and a half south of the

equator. The city is embellished with many fine buildings, among which

is the palace of the governor of the province, and many richly endowed

churches or cathedrals. These numerous churches were each furnished with

bells by the dozen, which were continually ringing, tolling, or playing

tunes from morning until night, as if vieing with each other, in a

paroxysm of desperation, which should make the most deafening clamor.

I have visited many Catholic cities, but never met with a people so

extravagantly fond of the music of bells as the inhabitants of Maranham.

This perpetual ringing and pealing of bells, of all sizes and tones, at

first astonishes and rather amuses a stranger, who regards it as a

part of the rejoicings at some great festival. But, when day after day

passes, and there is no cessation of these clanging sounds, he becomes

annoyed; at every fresh peal he cannot refrain from exclaiming "Silence

that dreadful bell!" and wishes from his heart they were all transformed

to dumb bells! Yet, after a time, when the ear becomes familiar with the

sounds, he regards the discordant music of the bells with indifference.

When the Clarissa left the port of Maranham, after having been exposed

for months to such an unceasing clang, something seemed wanting; the

crew found themselves involuntarily listening for the ringing of the

bells, and weeks elapsed before they became accustomed and reconciled to

the absence of the stunning tintinabulary clatter!

The city of Maranham was inhabited almost entirely by Portuguese, or

the descendants of Portuguese. We found no persons there of foreign

extraction, excepting a few British commission merchants. There was not

a French, a German, or an American commercial house in the place.

The Portuguese are a people by no means calculated to gain the kind

consideration and respect of foreigners. They may possess much intrinsic

worth, but it is so covered with, or concealed beneath a cloak of

arrogance and self-esteem, among the higher classes, and of ignorance,

superstition, incivility, and knavery among the lower, that it is

difficult to appreciate it. Of their courtesy to strangers, a little

incident, which occurred to Captain Page while in Maranham, will furnish

an illustration.

Passing, one day, by a large cathedral, he found many persons entering

the edifice or standing near the doorway, an indication that some holy

rites were about to be celebrated. Wishing to view the ceremony, he

joined the throng and entered the church, which was already crowded by

persons of all ranks. Pressing forward he found a vacant spot on the

floor of the cathedral, in full view of the altar. Here he took his

stand, and gazed with interest on the proceedings.

He soon perceived that he was the observed of all observers; that he was

stared at as an object of interest and no little amusement by persons

in his immediate vicinity, who, notwithstanding their saturnine

temperaments, could not suppress their smiles, and winked and nodded to

each other, at the same time pointing slyly towards him, as if there

was some capital joke on hand in which he bore a conspicuous part. His

indignation may be imagined when he discovered that he had been standing

directly beneath a huge chandelier, which was well supplied with lighted

wax candles, and the drops of melted wax were continually falling,

from a considerable height, upon his new dress coat, and the drops

congealing, his coat looked as if covered with spangles! Not one of the

spectators of this scene was courteous enough to give him a hint of his

misfortune, but all seemed to relish, with infinite gusto, the mishap of

the stranger.

Captain Page found in Maranham a dull market for his East India goods.

His provisions and his flour, however, bought a good price, but the

greatest per centum of profit was made on cigars. One of the owners of

the Clarissa stepped into an auction store in State Street one day, when

a lot of fifty thousand cigars, imported in an English vessel from St.

Jago de Cuba, were put up for sale. The duty on foreign cigars, at that

time, was three dollars and a half a thousand. These cigars had been

regularly entered at the custom house, and were entitled to debenture,

that is, to a return of the duties, on sufficient proof being furnished

that they had been exported and landed in a foreign port. As there were

few bidders, and the cigars were of inferior quality, the owner of the

Clarissa bought the lot at the rate of three dollars per thousand, and

put them on board the brig. They were sold in Maranham as "Cuban cigars"

for fifteen dollars a thousand, and on the return of the brig the custom

house handed over the debenture three dollars and a half a thousand!

This was what may be called a neat speculation, certainly a SAFE one, as

the return duty alone would have covered the cost and expenses!

In the river, opposite the city, the current was rapid, especially

during the ebb tide, and sharks were numerous. We caught three or four

heavy and voracious ones with a shark-hook while lying at anchor. Only a

few days before we arrived a negro child was carried off by one of these

monsters, while bathing near the steps of the public landing-place, and

devoured.

A few days before we left port I sculled ashore in the yawl, bearing a

message from the mate to the captain. It was nearly low water, the

flood tide having just commenced, and I hauled the boat on the flats,

calculating to be absent but a few minutes. Having been delayed by

business, when I approached the spot where I left the boat I found, to

my great mortification, that the boat had floated with the rise of the

tide, and was borne by a fresh breeze some twenty or thirty yards from

the shore. My chagrin may be imagined when I beheld the boat drifting

merrily up the river, at the rate of three or four knots an hour!

I stood on the shore and gazed wistfully on the departing yawl. There

was no boat in the vicinity, and only one mode of arresting the progress

of the fugitive. I almost wept through vexation. I hesitated one moment

on account of the sharks, then plunged into the river, and with rapid

and strong strokes swam towards the boat. I was soon alongside, seized

the gunwale, and, expecting every moment that a shark would seize me by

the leg, by a convulsive movement threw myself into the boat.

As I sculled back towards the place from which the boat had drifted,

Captain Page came down to the water side. He had witnessed the scene

from a balcony, and administered a severe rebuke for my foolhardiness in

swimming off into the river, particularly during the young flood, which

brought the voracious monsters in from the sea.

On our passage to Maranham, and during a portion of our stay in that

port, the utmost harmony prevailed on board. The men, although kept

constantly at work, were nevertheless satisfied with their treatment.

The officers and the crew were on pleasant terms with each other; and

grumbling without cause, which is often indulged in on shipboard,

was seldom known in the forecastle of the Clarissa. But it happened,

unfortunately for our peace and happiness, that Captain Page added two

men to his crew in Maranham. One of them was an Englishman, one of the

poor fellows, who, when shipwrecked on the coast, were nearly eaten up

by the mosquitoes, and who in turn banqueted on turkey buzzards, as the

greatest of luxuries! He was a stout, ablebodied sailor, but ignorant,

obstinate, insolent, and quarrelsome one of those men who, always

dissatisfied and uncomfortable, seem to take pains to make others

unhappy also.

The other was a native of New England. He had met with various strange

adventures and been impressed on board an English man-of-war, where he

had served a couple of years, and, according to his own statement, been

twice flogged at the gangway. He was a shrewd fellow, impatient under

the restraints of discipline; always complaining of "the usage" in the

Clarissa, and being something of a sea lawyer, and liberally endowed

with the gift of speech, exercised a controlling influence over the

crew, and in conjunction with the Englishman, kept the ship's company

in that unpleasant state of tumult and rebellion, known as "hot water,"

until the end of the voyage.

One or two men, of a character similar to those I have described, are

to be found in almost every vessel, and are always the cause of more or

less trouble; of discontent and insolence on the part of the crew, and

of corresponding harsh treatment on the part of the officers; and the

ship which is destined to be the home, for months, of men who, under

other circumstances, would be brave, manly, and obedient, and which

SHOULD be the abode of kindness, comfort, and harmony, becomes a

Pandemonium, where cruelty and oppression are practised a gladiatorial

arena, where quarrels, revolts, and perhaps murders, are enacted. When

such men, determined promoters of strife, are found among a ship's

company, they should be got rid of at any cost, with the earliest

opportunity.

When our cargo was disposed of at Maranham we proceeded down the

coast to the city of Para, on one of the mouths of the Amazon. Here

we received a cargo of cacao for the United States. There was, at that

time, a vast quantity of wild, uncultivated forest land in the interior

of the province, which may account for the many curious specimens of

wild living animals which we met with at that place. Indeed the city

seemed one vast menagerie, well stocked with birds, beasts, and creeping

things.

Of the birds, the parrot tribe held the most conspicuous place. They

were of all colors and sizes, from the large, awkward-looking mackaw,

with his hoarse, discordant note, to the little, delicate-looking

paroquet, dumb as a barnacle, and not bigger than a wren. The monkeys,

of all sizes, forms, and colors, continually chattering and grimacing,

as fully represented the four-footed animals as the parrots did the

bipeds. We found there the mongoose, but little larger than a squirrel;

an animal almost as intelligent as the monkey, but far more interesting

and attractive. The hideous-looking sloth, with his coarse hair,

resembling Carolina moss, his repulsive physiognomy, his strong, crooked

claws, his long and sharp teeth, darkly dyed with the coloring matter of

the trees and shrubs which constituted his diet, was thrust in our

faces in every street; and the variegated venomous serpent, with his

prehensile fangs, and the huge boa constrictor, writhing in captivity,

were encountered as desirable articles of merchandise at every corner.

But the MOSQUITOES at the mouth of the Amazon were perhaps the most

remarkable, as well as the most bloodthirsty animals which abounded in

that region. They were remarkable not only for size, but for voracity

and numbers. This insect is a pest in every climate. I have found them

troublesome on the bar of the Mississippi in the heat of summer; and at

the same season exceedingly annoying while navigating the Dwina on the

way to Archangel. In the low lands of Java they are seen, heard, and

felt to a degree destructive to comfort; and in certain localities in

the West Indies are the direct cause of intense nervous excitement, loud

and bitter denunciations, and fierce anathemas. But the mosquitoes that

inhabit the country bordering on the mouths of the Amazon must bear away

the palm from every other portion of the globe.

Every part of our brig was seized upon by these marauding insects; no

nook or corner was too secluded for their presence, and no covering

seemed impervious to their bills. Their numbers were at all times

incredible; but at the commencement of twilight they seemed to increase,

and actually formed clouds above the deck, or to speak more correctly,

one continuous living cloud hovered above the deck, and excluded to a

certain extent the rays of light.

There being no mosquito bars attached to the berths in the forecastle,

the foretop was the only place in which I could procure a few hours

repose. There I took up my lodgings, and my rest was seldom disturbed

excepting occasionally by the visits of a few of the most venturous and

aspiring of the mosquito tribe, or a copious shower of rain.

An incident, IT WAS SAID, occurred on board a ship in the harbor, which,

if correctly stated, furnishes a striking proof of the countless myriads

of mosquitoes which abound in Para. One of the sailors, who occupied a

portion of the foretop as a sleeping room, unfortunately rolled over the

rim of the top one night while locked in the embraces of Somnus. He fell

to the deck, where he would inevitably have broken his neck were it not

for the dense body of mosquitoes, closely packed, which hovered over the

deck, awaiting their turn for a delicious banquet. This elastic body of

living insects broke Jack's fall, and let him down gently to the deck

without doing him harm.

Fortunately it was not necessary to tarry a long time in Para. We took

on board a cargo of cacao in bulk, and sailed on our return to Salem. As

we approached the coast of the United States we experienced much cloudy

weather, and for several days no opportunity offered for observing any

unusual phenomena in the heavens. But one pleasant evening, as we were

entering the South Channel, being on soundings south-east of Nantucket,

one of the crew, who was leaning over the lee gunwale, was struck with

the strange appearance of a star, which shone with unusual brilliancy,

and left a long, broad, and crooked wake behind.

His exclamation of surprise caused every eye to be directed to the spot,

about fifty-five degrees above the eastern horizon, pointed out by our

observing shipmate and there in full view, to the admiration of some and

the terror of others, the comet of 1811 stood confessed!

The men indulged in wild speculations respecting the character of this

mysterious visitor, but all concurred in the belief that it was the

messenger of a superior power, announcing the coming of some fearful

national evil, such as a terrible earthquake, a devastating pestilence,

or a fierce and bloody war. Our country was engaged in a war with a

powerful nation within the following year; but to those who watched the

signs of the times, and remembered the capture of the Chesapeake,

and were aware of the impressment of our seamen, the confiscation of

property belonging to our citizens captured on the high seas without

even a decent pretence, and the many indignities heaped on our

government and people by Great Britain, it needed no gifted seer or

celestial visitant to foretell that an obstinate war with that haughty

power was inevitable.

A few days after the discovery of the comet furnished such a liberal

scope for conjecture and comment in the forecastle and the cabin, about

the middle of October, 1811, we arrived in Salem, having been absent

between eight and nine months.

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