CHAPTER IX.

After I had stood a while in the utmost confusion of thought, and my

spirits began to be a little composed, I was resolved to see what damage

the hull of the ship had received. Accordingly I looked narrowly, but

could find none, only she was immovably fixed in a cleft of the

rock, like a large archway, and there stuck so fast, that though upon

fathoming I could find no bottom, she never moved in the least by the

working of the water.

I now began to look upon Adams as a happy man, being delivered by an

immediate death from such an inextricable scene of distress, and wished

myself with him a thousand times. I had a great mind to have followed

him into the other world; yet I know not how it is, there is something

so abhorrent to human nature in self-murder, be one's condition what

it will, that I was soon determined on the contrary side. Now again I

perceived that the Almighty had given me a large field to expatiate in

upon the trial of His creatures, by bringing them into imminent dangers

ready to overwhelm them, and at the same time, as it were, hanging out

the flag of truce and mercy to them. These thoughts brought me to my

knees, and I poured out my soul to God in a strain of humiliation,

resignation to His will, and earnest petitions for deliverance or

support in this distress. Having finished, I found myself in a more

composed frame; so having eaten a biscuit and drank a can of water, and

not seeing anything to be done whereby I could better my condition, I

sat me down upon the deck, and fell into the following soliloquy--

Peter, says I, what have you to do here?--Alas! replied I to myself, I

am fixed against my will in this dismal mansion, destined, as rats might

be, to devour the provisions only, and having eaten all up, to perish

with hunger for want of a supply.--Then, says I, of what use are you in

the world, Peter?--Truly, answered I, of no other use that I can see but

to be an object of misery for Divine vengeance to work upon, and to show

what a deplorable state human nature can be reduced to; for I cannot

think any one else can be so wretched.--And again, Peter, says I, what

have you been doing ever since you came into the world?--I am afraid,

says I, I can answer no better to this question than to either of the

former; for if only reasonable actions are to be reckoned among my

doings, I am sure I have done little worth recording; for let me see

what it all amounts to. I spent my first sixteen years in making a fool

of my mother; my three next in letting her make a fool of me, and in

being fool enough myself to get me a wife and two children before I was

twenty. The next year was spent in finding out the misery of slavery

from experience. Two years more I repined at the happiness of my

benefactor, and at finding it was not my lot to enjoy the same. This

year is not yet spent, and how many more are to come, and where they may

be passed, and what they may produce, requires a better head than mine

even to guess at; but certainly my present situation seems to promise

nothing beside woe and misery.--But hold a little, says I, and let me

clearly state my own wretchedness. I am here, it is true; but for any

good I have ever done or any advantage I have reaped in other places, I

am as well here as anywhere. I have no present want of food or unjust

or cruel enemy to annoy me; so as long as the ship continues entire

and provisions last, I shall do tolerably. Then why should I grieve

or terrify myself about what may come? What my frighted imagination

suggests may perhaps never happen. Deliverance, though not to be looked

for, is yet possible; and my future fate may be as different from

my present condition as this is from the hopes with which I lately

flattered myself. And why, after all, may I not die a natural death

here as well as anywhere? All mankind die, and then there is an end of

all----An end of all! did I say? No, there is something within that

gives me the lie when I say so. Let me see; Death, my master used to

say, is not an end, but a beginning of real life: and may it not be so?

May I not as well undergo a change from this to a different state of

life when I leave this world, as be born into it I know not from whence?

Who sent me into this world? Who framed me of two natures so unlike,

that death cannot destroy but one of them? It must be the Almighty God.

But all God's works tend to some end; and if He has given me an immortal

nature, it must be His intention that I should live somewhere and

somehow for ever. May not this stage of being then be only an

introduction to a preparative for another? There is nothing in this

supposition repugnant to reason. Upon the whole, if God is the author of

my being, He only has a right to dispose of it, and I may not put an end

thereto without His leave. It is no less true that my continuing therein

during His pleasure, and because it is so, may turn vastly to my

advantage in His good time; it may be the means of my becoming happy for

even when it is His will that I go hence. It is no less probable that,

dismal as my present circumstances appear, I may be even now the object

of a kind Providence: God may be leading me by affliction to repentance

of former crimes; destroying those sensual affections that have all my

days kept me from loving and serving Him. I will therefore submit myself

to His will, and hope for His mercy.

These thoughts, and many others I then had, composed me very much, and

by degrees reconciled me to my destined solitude. I walked my ship, of

which I was now both master and owner, and employed myself in searching

how it was fastened to the rock, and where it rested; but all to no

purpose as to that particular. I then struck a light and went into the

hold, to see what I could find useful, for we had never searched the

ship since we took her.

In the hold I found abundance of long iron bars, which I suppose were

brought out to be trafficked with the blacks. I observed they lay

all with one end close to the head of the ship, which I presumed was

occasioned by the violent shock they received when she struck against

the rock; but seeing one short bar lying out beyond the rest, though

touching at the end of one of the long bars, I thought to take it up,

and lay it on the heap with the others; but the moment I had raised

the end next the other bars, it flew out of my hand with such violence,

against the head of the ship, and with such a noise, as greatly

surprised me, and put me in fear it had broke through the plank.

I just stayed to see no harm was done, and ran upon deck with my hair

stiff on my head; nor could I conceive less than that some subtle spirit

had done this prank merely to terrify me.

It ran in my pate several days, and I durst upon no account have gone

into the hold again, though my whole support had lain there; nay, it

even spoiled my rest, for fear something tragical should befall me, of

which this amazing incident was an omen.

About a week after, as I was shifting myself (for I had not taken my

clothes off since I came there), and putting on a new pair of shoes

which I found on board, my own being very bad, taking out my iron

buckles, I laid one of them upon a broken piece of the mast that I sat

upon; when to my astonishment, it was no sooner out of my hand but up it

flew to the rock and stuck there. I could not tell what to make of it,

but was sorry the devil had got above deck. I then held several other

things one after another in my hand, and laid them down where I laid the

buckle, but nothing stirred till I took out the fellow of that from the

shoes; when letting it go away, it jumped also to the rock.

I mused on these phenomena for some time, and could not forbear calling

upon God to protect me from the devil; who must, as I imagined, have

a hand in such unaccountable things as they then seemed to me. But at

length reason got the better of these foolish apprehensions, and I began

to think there might be some natural cause of them, and next to be

very desirous of finding it out In order to this I set about making

experiments to try what would run to the rock and what would not. I went

into the captain's cabin, and opening a cupboard, of which the key was

in the door, I took out a pipe, a bottle, a pocket-book, a silver spoon,

a tea-cup, &c, and laid them successively near the rock; when none of

them answered, but the key which I had brought out of the cupboard on

my finger dropping off while I was thus employed, no sooner was it

disengaged but away it went to it. After that I tried several other

pieces of iron-ware with the like success. Upon this, and the needle of

my compass standing stiff to the rock, I concluded that this same rock

contained great quantity of loadstone, or was itself one vast magnet,

and that our lading of iron was the cause of the ship's violent course

thereto, which I mentioned before.

This quite satisfied me as to my notions of spirits, and gave me a more

undisturbed night's rest than I had had before, so that now, having

nothing to affright me, I passed the time tolerably well in my solitude,

as it grew by degrees familiar to me.

I had often wished it had been possible for me to climb the rock, but

it was so smooth in many places and craggy in others, and over-hanging,

continuing just the same to the right and left of me as far as ever I

could see, that from the impossibility of it, I discharged all thoughts

of such an attempt.

I had now lived on board three months, and perceived the days grow

shorter and shorter, till, having lost the sun for a little time, they

were quite dark: that is, there was no absolute daylight, or indeed

visible distinction between day and night; though it was never so dark

but I could see well enough upon deck to go about.

What now concerned me the most was my water, which began to grow very

bad (though I had plenty of it) and unsavoury, so that I could scarce

drink it, but had no prospect of better. Now and then indeed it snowed

a little, which I made some use of, but this was far from contenting me.

Hereupon I began to contrive; and having nothing else to do, I set two

open vessels upon deck, and drawing water from the hold I filled one of

my vessels, and letting it stand a day and a night I poured it into the

other, and so shifted it every twenty-four hours; this, I found, though

it did not bring it to the primitive taste and render it altogether

palatable, was nevertheless a great help to it, by incorporating the

fresh air with it, so that it became very potable, and this method I

constantly used with my drinking-water, so long as I stayed on board the

ship.

It had now been sharp weather for some time, and the cold still

increasing, this put me upon rummaging the ship farther than ever I

thought to do before; when opening a little cabin under deck, I found a

large cargo of fine French brandy, a great many bottles, and some small

casks of Madeira wine, with divers cordial waters. Having tasted these,

and taken out a bottle or two of brandy, and some Madeira, I locked up

my door and looked no farther that time.

The next day I inquired into my provisions, and some of my flesh having

soaked out the pickle, I made fresh pickle and closed it up again. I

that day also found several cheeses cased up in lead, one of which I

then opened and dined upon: but what time of day or night it was when I

eat this meal I could not tell. I found a great many chests well filled,

and one or two of tools which some years after stood me in a very good

stead, though I did not expect they would ever be of that service when I

first met with them.

In this manner I spent my time till I began to see broad daylight again,

which cheered me greatly. I had been often put in hopes during the dark

season that ships were coming towards me, and that I should once more

have the conversation of mankind, for I had by the small glimmering seen

many large bodies (to my thinking) move at a little distance from me,

and particularly toward the reappearing of the light, but though I

hallooed as loud as I could, and often fired my gun, I never received an

answer.

When the light returned, my days increased in proportion as they had

before decreased; and gathering comfort from that, I determined to

launch my small boat and to coast along the island, as I judged it, to

see if it was inhabited and by whom; I determined also to make me some

lines for fishing, and carry my gun to try for other game, if I found

a place for landing; for though I had never, since my arrival, seen a

single living creature but my cat, except insects, of which there were

many in the water and in the air before the dark weather, and then began

to appear again, yet I could not but think there were both birds and

beasts to be met with.

Upon launching my boat I perceived she was very leaky, so I let her fill

and continue thus a week or more to stop her cracks, then getting down

the side of my ship I scooped her quite dry and found her very fit for

use; so putting on board my gun, lines, brandy bottles, and clothes

chest for a seat, with some little water and provisions for a week, I

once more committed myself to the sea, having taken all the observation

I could to gain my ship again if any accident should happen, though I

resolved upon no account to quit sight of the rock willingly.

I had not rowed very long before I thought I saw an island to my right

about a league distant, to which I inclined to steer my course, the sea

being very calm; but upon surveying it nearer, I found it only a great

cake of ice, about forty yards high above the water and a mile or two

in length. I then concluded that what I had before taken for ships were

only these lumps of ice. Being thus disappointed as to my island, I

made what haste I could back to the rock again and coasted part of

its circumference; but though I had gone two or three leagues of its

circuit, the prospect it afforded was just the same.

I then tried my lines by fastening several very long ones, made of the

log-line, to the side of the boat, baiting them with several different

baits, but took only one fish of about four pounds weight, very much

resembling a haddock, part of which I dressed for my supper after my

return to the ship, and it proved very good. Towards evening I returned

to my home, as I may call it.

The next day I made a voyage on the other side of the rock, though but

to a small distance from the ship, with intent only to fish, but took

nothing. I had then a mind to victual my boat or little cruiser, and

prepare myself for a voyage of two or three days, which I thought I

might safely undertake, as I had never seen a troubled sea since I came

to the island; for though I heard the wind often roaring over my head,

yet it coming always from the land-side, it never disturbed the water

near the shore. I set out the same way I went at first, designing to

sail two or three days out and as many home again, and resolved if

possible to fathom the depth as I went. With this view I prepared a very

long line with a large shot tied in a rag at the end of it, by way of

plummet, but I felt no ground till the second night The next morning I

came into thirty fathom water, then twenty, then sixteen. In both tours

I could perceive no abatement in the height or steepness of the rock.

In about fourteen fathom water I dropped my lines, and lay by for an

hour or two. Feeling several jars as I sat on my chest in the boat, I

was sure I had caught somewhat, so pulling up my lines successively, I

brought first a large eel near six feet long and almost as thick as my

thigh, whose mouth, throat, and fins, were of a fine scarlet, and

the belly as white as snow: he was so strong while in the water, and

weighty, I had much ado to get him into the boat, and then had a harder

job to kill him; for though, having a hatchet with me to cut wood in

case I met with any landing-place, I chopped off his head the moment I

had him on board, yet he had several times after that have like to have

broken my legs and beat me overboard before I had quite taken his life

from him, and had I not whipped off his tail and also divided his body

into two or three pieces, I could not have mastered him. The next I

pulled up was a thick fish like a tench, but of another colour and much

bigger. I drew up several others, flat and long fish, till I was tired

with the sport; and then I set out for the ship again, which I reached

the third day.

During this whole time, I had but one shot, and that was as I came

homewards, at a creature I saw upon a high crag of the rock, which I

fired at with ball, fearing that my small shot would not reach it The

animal, being mortally wounded, bounded up, and came tumbling down the

rock, very near me. I picked it up, and found it to be a creature not

much unlike our rabbits, but with shorter ears, a longer tail, and

hoofed like a kid, though it had the perfect fluck of a rabbit I put it

into my boat, to contemplate on when I arrived at the ship; and, plying

my oars, got safe, as I said, on the third day.

I made me a fire to cook with as soon as I had got my cargo out of the

boat into my ship, but was under debate which of my dainties to begin

upon. I had sometimes a mind to have broiled my rabbit, as I called it,

and boiled some of my fish; but being tired, I hung up my flesh till

the next day, and boiled two or three sorts of my fish, to try which was

best. I knew not the nature of most of them, so I boiled a piece of my

eel, to be sure, judging that, however I might like the others, I should

certainly be able to make a good meal of that. This variety being ready,

I took a little of my oil out of the hold for sauce, and sat down to my

meal, as satisfied as an emperor. But upon tasting my several messes,

though the eel was rather richer than the smaller fishes, yet the others

were all so good, I gave them the preference for that time, and laid by

the rest of the eel, and of the other fish, till the next day, when I

salted them for future use.

I kept now a whole week or more at home, to look farther into the

contents of the ship, bottle off a cask of Madeira, which I found

leaking, and to consume my new stores of fish and flesh, which, being

somewhat stale when first salted, I thought would not keep so well as

the old ones that were on board. I added also some fresh bread to my

provision, and sweetened more water by the aforementioned method; and

when my necessary domestic affairs were brought under, I then projected

a new voyage.

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