CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE.

They turned into a long and wide street, into which not a single

living figure appeared to break the perspective. Solitude is never so

overpowering as when it exists among the works of man. In old woods,

or on the tops of mountains, it is graceful and benignant, for it is a

home; but where thick dwellings are, it wears a ghost-like aspect.

INESILLA.

We were ordered to look-out for the American squadron that had done so

much mischief to our trade; and directed our course, for this purpose,

to the coast of Africa. We had been out about ten days, when a vessel

was seen from the mast-head. We were at that time within about one

hundred and eighty leagues of the Cape de Verd Islands. We set all sail

in chase, and soon made her out to be a large frigate, who seemed to

have no objection to the meeting, but evidently tried her rate of

sailing with us occasionally: her behaviour left us no doubt that she

was an American frigate, and we cleared for action.

The captain, I believe, had never been in a sea-fight, or if he had, he

had entirely forgotten all he had learned; for which reason, in order to

refresh his memory, he laid upon the capstan-head the famous epitome of

John Hamilton Moore, now obsolete, but held at that time to be one of

the most luminous authors who had ever treated on maritime affairs,

John, who certainly gives a great deal of advice on every subject, has,

amongst other valuable directions, told us how to bring a ship into

action according to the best and most approved methods, and how to take

your enemy afterwards if you can. But the said John must have thought

red-hot shot could be heated by a process somewhat similar to that by

which he heated his own nose, or he must entirely have forgotten "the

manners and customs in such cases used at sea," for he recommends, as a

prelude or first course to the entertainment, a good dose of red-hot

shot, served up the moment the guests are assembled; but does not tell

us where the said dishes are to be cooked. No doubt whatever that a

broadside composed of such ingredients, would be a great desideratum in

favour of a victory, especially if the enemy should happen to have none

of his own to give in return.

So thought his lordship, who, walking up to the first lieutenant,

said:--

"Mr Thingamy, don't you think red-hot what-do-ye-call-ums should be

given in the first broadside to that thingamybob?"

"Red-hot shot, do you mean, my lord?"

"Yes," said his lordship; "don't you think they would settle his hash?"

"Where the devil are we to get them, my lord?" said the first

lieutenant, who was not the same that wanted to fight me for saying he

was as clever a fellow as the captain: that man had been unshipped by

the machinations of Toady.

"Very true," said his lordship.

We now approached the stranger very fast, when to our great

mortification she proved to be an English frigate; made the private

signal; it was answered; showed her number, we showed ours, and her

captain being junior officer came on board, to pay his respects and show

his order. He was three weeks from England, brought news of a peace

with France, and, among other treats, a navy list, which, next to bottle

of London porter, is the greatest luxury to a sea officer in a foreign

climate.

Greedily did we all run over this interesting little book, and among the

names of the new-made commanders, I was overjoyed to find my own: the

last on the list, to be sure, but that I cared not for. I received the

congratulations of my mess-mates. We parted company with the stranger,

and steered for the island of St. Jago, our captain intending to

complete his water in Port Praya Bay, previous to a long cruise after

the American squadron.

We found here a slave-vessel in charge of a naval officer, bound to

England; and I thought this a good opportunity to quit, not being over

anxious to serve as a lieutenant when I knew I was a commander. I was

also particularly anxious to return to England for many reasons, the

hand of my dear Emily standing at the head of them. I therefore

requested the captain's permission to quit the ship; and as he wished to

give an acting order to one of his own followers, he consented. I took

my leave of all my mess-mates, and of my captain, who, though an

unfeeling coxcomb, and no sailor, certainly had some good points about

him: in fact, his lordship was a gentleman; and had his ship fallen in

with an enemy, she would have been well fought, as he had good officers,

was sufficiently aware of his own incapability, would take advice, and

as a man of undaunted bravery was not to be surpassed in the service.

On the third day after our arrival the frigate sailed. I went on board

the slaver, which had no slaves on board except four to assist in

working the vessel; she was in a filthy state, and there was no inn on

shore, and of course no remedy. Port Praya is the only good anchorage

in the island; the old town of St. Jago was deserted, in consequence of

their being only an open roadstead before it, very unsafe for vessels to

lie it. The town of Port Praya is a miserable assemblage of mud huts;

the governor's house, and one more, are better built, but they are not

so comfortable as a cottage in England. There were not ten Portuguese

on the island, and above ten thousand blacks, all originally slaves; and

yet everything was peaceable, although fresh arrivals of slaves came

every day.

It was easy to distinguish the different races; the Yatoffes are tall

men, not very stoutly built; most of them are soldiers. I have seen ten

of them standing together, the lowest not less than six feet two or

three inches. The Foulahs, from the Ashantee country are another race;

they are powerful and muscular, ill-featured, badly disposed, and

treacherous. The Mandingoes are a smaller race than the others, but

they are well disposed and tractable.

This island of slaves is kept in subjection by slaves only who are

enrolled as soldiers, miserably equipped; a cap and a jacket were all

they owed to art; nature provided the rest of their uniform. The

governor's orderly alone sported a pair of trousers, and these were on

permanent duty, being transferred from one to the other as their turn

for that service came on.

I paid my respects to the governor, who, although a Portuguese, chose to

follow the fashion of the island, and was as black as most of his

subjects. After a few French compliments, I took my leave. I was

curious to see the old town of St. Jago which had been abandoned; and

after a hot walk of two hours over uncultivated ground covered with fine

goats, which are the staple of the island, I reached the desolate spot.

It was melancholy to behold; it seemed as if the human race were

extinct. The town was built on a wide ravine, running down to the sea;

the houses were of stone, and handsome; the streets regular and paved,

which proves that it had formerly been a place of some importance; but

it is surprising that a spot so barren as this island generally is,

should ever have had any mercantile prosperity. Whatever it did enjoy,

I should conceive must have been anterior to the Portuguese having

sailed round the Cape of Good Hope: and the solidity and even elegance

of construction among the buildings justifies the supposition.

The walls were massive and remained entire; the churches were numerous,

but the roofs of them and the dwelling-houses had mostly fallen in.

Trees had grown to a considerable height in the midst of the streets,

piercing through the pavements and raising the stones on each side; and

the convent gardens were a mere wilderness. The cocoa-nut had thrust

its head through many a roof, and its long stems through the tops of the

houses; the banana luxuriated out of the windows. The only inhabitants

of a town capable of containing ten thousand inhabitants, were a few

friars, who resided in a miserable ruin which had once been a beautiful

convent. They were the first negro friars I had ever seen; their cowls

were as black as their faces, and their hair grey and woolly. I

concluded they had adopted this mode of life as being the laziest; but I

could not discover by what means they could gain a livelihood, for there

were none to give them anything in charity.

The appearance of these poor men added infinitely to the necromantic

character of the whole melancholy scene. There was a beauty, a

loveliness, in these venerable ruins, which delighted me. There was a

solemn silence in the town; but there was a small, still voice, that

said to me,--"London may one day be the same--and Paris; and you and

your children's children will all have lived, and had their loves and

adventures; but who will the wretched man be that shall sit on the

summit of Primrose Hill, and look down upon the desolation of the mighty

city, as you, from this little eminence, behold the once flourishing

town of St. Jago?"

The goats were browsing on the side of the hill, and the little kids

frisking by their dams. "These," thought I, "perhaps are the only food

and nourishment of these poor friars." I walked to Port Praya, and

returned to my floating prison, the slave-ship. The officer who was

conducting her home, as a prize, was not a pleasant man; I did not like

him, and nothing passed between us but common civility. He was an old

master's mate, who had probably served his time thrice over; but having

no merit of his own, and no friends to cause that defect to be

overlooked, he had never obtained promotion: he therefore naturally

looked on a young commander with envy. He had only given me a passage

home from motives which he could not resist; first, because he was

forced to obey the orders of my late captain; and, secondly, because my

purse would supply the cabin with the necessary stock of refreshments,

in the shape of fruit, poultry, and vegetables, which are to be procured

at Port Praya; he was, therefore, under the necessity of enduring my

company.

The vessel, I found, was not to sail on the following day, as he

intended. I therefore took my gun at daybreak, and wandered with a

guide, up the valleys, in search of the _pintados_, or Guinea fowl with

which the island abounds; but they were so shy that I could never get a

shot at them; and I returned over the hills, which my guide assured me

was the shortest way. Tired with my walk, I was not sorry to arrive at

a sheltered valley, where the palmetto and the plantain offer a friendly

shade from the burning sun. The guide, with wonderful agility, mounted

the cocoa-nut-tree, and threw down half a dozen nuts. They were green,

and their milk I thought the most refreshing and delicious draught I had

ever taken.

The vesper bells at Port Praya were now summoning the poor black friars

to their devotion; and a stir and bustle appeared among the little black

boys and girls, of whose presence I was till then ignorant. They ran

from the coverts, and assembled near the front of the only cottage

visible to my eye. A tall elderly negro man came out, and took his seat

on a mound of turf, a few feet from the cottage; he was followed by a

lad, about twenty years of age, who bore in his hand a formidable

cow-skin. For the information of my readers, I must observe that a

cow-skin is a large whip, made like a riding whip out of the hide of the

hippopotamus, or sea-cow, and is proverbial for the severity of

punishment it is capable of inflicting. After the executioner, came,

with slow and measured steps, the poor little culprits, five boys and

three girls, who, with most rueful faces, ranged themselves rank and

file, before the old man.

I soon perceived that the hands were turned up for punishment; but the

nature of the offence I had yet to learn; nor did I know whether any

order had been given to strip. With the boys this would have been

supererogatory, as they were quite naked. The female children had on

cotton chemises, which they slowly and reluctantly rolled up, until they

had gathered them close under their armpits.

The old man then ordered the eldest boy to begin his Pater Noster; and

simultaneously the whipper-in elevated his cow-skin by way of

encouragement. The poor boy watched it, out of the corner of his eye,

and then began, "Pattery Nobstur, qui, qui, qui--" (here he received a

most severe lash from the cow-skin bearer)--"is in silly," roared the

boy, as if the continuation had been expelled from his mouth by the

application of external force in an opposite direction--"sancty fisheter

nom tum, adveny regnum tum, fi notun tas, ta ti, tu, terror," roared the

poor fellow, as he saw the lash descending on his defenceless back.

"Terror, indeed," thought I.

"Pannum Nossum quotditty hamminum da nobs holyday, e missy nobs, debitty

nossa si cut nos demitti missibus debetenibas nossimus e, ne, nos

hem-duckam in, in, in, temptationemum, sed lilibery nos a ma-ma--" Here

a heavy lash brought the very Oh! that was "caret" to complete the

sentence.

My readers are not to suppose that the rest of the class acquitted

themselves with as much ability as their leader, who, compared to them,

was perfectly erudite; the others received a lash for every word, or

nearly so the boys were first disposed of, in order, I suppose that they

might have the full benefit of the applicant's muscles; while the poor

girls had the additional pleasure of witnessing the castigation until

their turn came; and that they were aware of what awaited them was

evident, from the previous arrangement and disposition of dress, at the

commencement of the entertainment. The girls accordingly came up one

after another to say their Ave Maria, as more consonant to their sex;

but I could scarcely contain my rage when the rascally cow-skin was

applied to them, or my laughter when, smarting under its lash, they

exclaimed, "Benedicta Mulieribus," applying their little hands with

immoderate pressure to the afflicted part.

I could have found in my heart to have wrested the whip out of the hands

of the young negro, and applied it with all my might to him, and his old

villain of a master, and father of these poor children, as I soon found

he was. My patience was _almost_ gone when the second girl received a

lash for her "Plena Gratia." She screamed, and danced, and lifted up

her poor legs in agony, rubbing herself on her "_west_" side, as the

Philadelphia ladies call it, with as much assiduity as if it had been

one of those cases in which friction is prescribed by the faculty.

But the climax was yet to come. A grand stage effect was to be produced

before the falling of the curtain. The youngest girl was so defective

in her lesson that not one word could be extracted from her, even by the

cow-skin; nothing but piercing shrieks, enough to make my heart bleed,

could the poor victim utter. Irritated by the child's want of capacity

to repeat by rote what she could not understand, the old man darted from

his seat, and struck her senseless to the ground.

I could bear no more. My first impulse was to wrest the cow-skin from

the negro's hand, and revenge the poor bleeding child as she lay

motionless on the ground, but a moment's reflection convinced me that

such a step would only have brought down a double weight of punishment

on the victims when I was gone; so, catching up my hat, I turned away

with disgust, and walked slowly towards the town and bay of Port Praya,

reflecting as I went along what pleasant ideas the poor creatures must

entertain of religion, when the name of God and of the cow-skin were

invariably associated in their minds. I began to parody one of Watts's

hymns--

"Lord! how delightful 'tis to see

A whole assembly worship thee."

The indignation I felt against this barbarous and ignorant negro was not

unmingled with some painful recollections of my own younger days, when,

in a Christian and Protestant country, the Bible and Prayer-book had

been made objects of terror to my mind; tasks greater than my capacity

could compass, and floggings in proportion, were not calculated to

forward the cause of religious instruction in the mind of an obstinate

boy.

Reaching the water-side, I duly embarked on board of my slaver; and the

next day sailed for England. We had a favourable passage until we

reached the chops of the Channel, when a gale of wind from the

north-east caught us, and drove us down so far to the southward that the

prize-master found himself under the necessity of putting into Bordeaux

to refit, and to replenish his water.

I was not sorry for this, as I was tired of the company of this officer,

who was both illiterate and ill-natured, neither a sailor nor a

gentleman. Like many others in the service, who are most loud in their

complaints for the want of promotion, I considered that even in his

present rank he was what we called a _king's hard bargain--that_ is, not

worth his salt; and promoting men of his stamp would only have been

picking the pocket of the country. As soon, therefore, as we had

anchored in the Gironde, off the city of Bordeaux, and had been visited

by the proper authorities, I quitted the vessel and her captain, and

went on shore.

Taking up my abode at the Hotel d'Angleterre, my first care was to order

a good dinner; and having despatched that, and a bottle of Vin de Beaune

(which, by-the-by, I strongly recommend to all travellers, if they can

get it, for I am no bad judge), I asked my _valet de place_ how I was to

dispose of myself for the remainder of the evening.

"_Mais, monsieur_," said he, "_il faut aller au spectacle_."

"_Allons_," said I; and in a few minutes I was seated in the stage-box

of the handsomest theatre in the world.

What strange events--what unexpected meetings and sudden separations are

sailors liable to--what sudden transitions from grief to joy, from joy

to grief--from want to affluence, from affluence to want! All this the

history of my life, for the last six months, will fully illustrate.

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