My position does not improve--Another attempt at escape frustrated--
Becalmed off Japan--Macao--A fresh cargo--Extension of the voyage--Not
dead yet--I gain some important information as to the future fate
awaiting me, and I determine to quit the ship--A carouse--My escape,
and how I accomplished it--Alone on the ocean--I sight land--The rock
and my landing-place--My search for food--I meet with an accident--I
lose my boat.
I must pass rapidly over the voyage across the Pacific. Whatever better
feelings the captain had at one time displayed towards me completely
disappeared. I was treated by him and the officers and men as badly as
ever. My spirit was not broken, and perhaps I may at times have shown
too refractory a disposition to please them. I was compelled, however,
to submit to and obey their orders, annoying and vexatious as they often
were. I did not show my feelings so much by what I said as by my looks,
and I often stopped to consider whether or no I would do as I was told.
We fell in with a few ships--most of them whalers--the captains of which
sometimes came on board, and I had hoped that I might be able to get off
in one of them. I fancied that it would be impossible to change for the
worse, but I in vain watched for an opportunity.
One evening we were becalmed to the southward of Japan, not far off a
South Sea whaler. The commander, who was an old acquaintance of Captain
Longfleet, came aboard, and spent the evening with him in the cabin. I
waited eagerly till it had become dark. The lights of the other ship
could be seen in the distance, and I expected every instant that the
captain would come on deck ready to take his departure. The boat's crew
had come aboard, and were being entertained by our men. I thought if I
could manage to slip down I might stow myself away under the foremost
thwart, and should not be discovered till I had reached the other ship.
I would then tell my story to the commander, who if he would not have
compassion on me would probably not think it worth while to send me back
that night, and before the morning a breeze might spring up and the
ships be separated.
I waited concealed under the long-boat stowed amidships till I fancied
that there was no one near the side where the whale-boat lay. I then
crept out and got into the main chains. I was just about to lower
myself down when a huge hand was placed on my shoulder, and I heard a
voice which I knew to be that of old Growles.
"Come inboard, you young rascal!" he said; "you're not going to get off
as easily as you fancy. It's lucky for you that you didn't get into the
boat, for you would have been found to a certainty, and handed over to
our skipper, who would have knocked the life out of you."
"What's all this about? How did you know I wanted to get into the
boat?" I asked, in a tone of assumed astonishment.
"'Cos I've seen you watching ever since she came alongside," answered
Growles; "so take that--and that,"--and hauling me inboard, he bestowed
several blows with the end of a rope on my back.
I ran forward to escape from him, and stowed myself away in my bunk, as
it was my watch below.
We at last reached Macao, where our cargo of furs was discharged, and
for which I believe a very high price was obtained. I had no wish, from
what I had heard of the Chinese, to go and live among them, and I
therefore did not attempt to get on shore, although I had reason to
believe that I was all the time narrowly watched by old Growles and the
boatswain.
Instead of the furs and skins we shipped a cargo of tea in chests, and
other Chinese produce. Part of this was to be landed at Sydney, New
South Wales, and the rest, if no market could be found there for it, was
to be carried on to America. This would greatly prolong the voyage, and
consequently my miseries. I had hitherto been supported by the
expectation of soon reaching home and being emancipated from my bondage.
I had no dislike to the sea; and had I been well treated even in my
subordinate position I should have been contented to remain where I was,
and to try and learn as much as I could; but to be kicked and beaten and
knocked down every day of my life--to have the dirtiest of work and the
worst of food--to be sworn at and abused at all hours--made me well-nigh
weary of my life.
I was one night standing just before the windlass, when I said something
which offended Sam Dixon, one of the men. In return he struck me a blow
on the head. I must have fallen immediately, and rolled down directly
under the windlass. Perhaps fancying that he had killed me, Dixon
walked away, without uttering anything to anybody as to what he had
done.
I probably lay there for some time in a state of unconsciousness--how
long I could not tell. When I came to myself I heard some of my
shipmates talking near me. I was about to crawl out when my own name
caught my ears.
"We have had enough of that youngster at present," said one; "he has
'peached once, and will ferret out what we're about, and 'peach again if
he has the chance. I only wish we had dropped him overboard with a shot
round his feet long ago."
It was the boatswain who spoke.
"I didn't think of the shot, as I suppose that would stop him from
coming up again, and haunting the ship," remarked old Growles; "that's
what I was afeered of."
"Why, Gregory, you're always thinking of ghosts and spirits--they
wouldn't do harm to you or any of us," remarked another fellow who was
looked upon as the chief sceptic of the crew, though it is difficult to
say what they did or did not believe, for considering their lives it
might be supposed that they were all infidels together.
They continued talking in low voices. Though I could not make out all
they said, I gathered enough to be convinced that they had some plot or
other which they intended soon to put into execution, and fearing lest I
should get an inkling of it and inform the captain, they intended to do
away with me. It was some satisfaction to discover that they had no
immediate intention of executing their plans. I might have time to warn
the officers or to make my escape.
I for some time had had an idea in my head. We carried a small boat
astern, generally called a dinghy. She could hold two or three people,
and was useful for sending away to the shore, or for lowering at sea in
calm weather when anything had to be picked up. If I could lower her
into the water during the night when off the coast of some island, I
might manage to escape to the shore before I was discovered.
What I had heard made me resolve not to delay a moment longer than could
be helped. That night nothing could be done, even should I find that
the blow had not incapacitated me from exertion. I dare not move from
my present uncomfortable position, for should I be discovered the men
would not scruple to do away with me. I was thankful that the men at
last got up and began to walk about the deck. I was fearful, however,
that they might come by the windlass, when I must have been discovered.
At last I heard the second mate, who was the officer of the watch, give
the order to shorten sail, and they had to run to their stations; and as
they did so, I crawled out and succeeded in reaching my bunk, into which
I tumbled unperceived. I was far from comfortable, however, fearing
that that very night they might smother me--the mode I fancied they
would take to put me out of existence.
I was not missed, I suppose, as no one called me, and when my watch on
deck came round I turned out with the rest. My head ached, and I had a
big lump on my forehead. In the morning, when the third mate saw me, he
asked how I got that. I replied that it was the way I had got many
another, that it was only what I expected, and had made up my mind to
bear it.
"You're a rum chap, and a bold one--more than I'd do," answered the
mate, not troubling himself more about the matter.
When I went aft to the cabin at breakfast, I heard one of the mates
observe that we should make the coast of Australia that day. Then I
thought to myself, "If I can get off I will." I had no intention of
going without provisions. I knew that a good store was kept in the
pantry, to which I had access. My intention was to tumble everything I
could find into a cloth, to tie it up, and to carry it off, if I could,
unperceived to the dinghy.
How to lower that without being heard or seen by the watch on deck was
the difficulty. The falls were so fitted that a single person might
lower her, but then she would make a splash in the water.
We made the land about four o'clock in the afternoon, but after standing
on for some time till it was nearly dark, the captain ordered the ship's
head to be put about, as he was not well acquainted with the coast, and
there were dangerous reefs which ran off for a considerable distance.
Night came on, and a very dark night it was, but the darkness would
favour my design. Instead of being allowed to turn in when it was my
watch below, I was sent aft by the cook with a dish of devilled biscuits
to the cabin, where the captain and the first and second mates were
taking supper, while the third mate had the watch on deck. I intended
it to be the last time I would turn into my bunk. I had not been long
in the cabin before I observed that the captain and mates had been
drinking, and seemed disposed to continue their debauch. The devilled
biscuits which I had placed before them still farther incited their
thirst, and the captain ordered another bottle of rum. I noticed that
the steward, when I told him, got out two bottles, one of which he kept
in the pantry while he took the other into the cabin.
"You'll do to attend on the officers, Dick," he said to me; "I'm going
to enjoy myself."
I stood ready to obey any orders I should receive. The conversation I
heard was far from edifying, but I was too much engaged in thinking of
my own project to attend to it.
As I was standing at the far end of the cabin I heard a crash. One of
the mates had knocked over a couple of tumblers, and I was sent into the
pantry to obtain others. I found the steward fast verging into a state
of unconsciousness. He had been pulling away at the rum-bottle at a
great rate, for fear he should not have time to finish it.
As I got the tumblers I cast my eyes round the pantry to see what
articles of food I could most readily carry off. I saw the best part of
a cold ham, an ample supply of biscuits and some pots of Chinese
preserves, with several other things of less consequence.
Returning to the cabin I placed the tumblers on the table, and retired
beyond the reach of the officers, having been taught by experience that
they might at any moment think fit to give me a box on the ear or to
knock me down. I watched them with intense interest, lest they should
knock off before they were completely drunk. The third mate came into
the cabin apparently to report something to the captain, but, seeing the
state his commander was in, uttering a loud whew! He turned on his
heel, and went out again, seeing the importance of keeping sober
himself. I confess that I wished he had sat down with the others, and
left the ship to take care of herself.
Soon afterwards, as I knew I should not be missed, I stole out of the
cabin, and went into the pantry, where I quickly did up the provisions I
intended to take with me. There was a jar of water, evidently quite
full, which the steward kept ready for use.
I now went on deck to ascertain what chance I had of carrying out my
design. I could discover no one excepting the man at the helm, and the
third mate had, I concluded, to take a look-out. I hurried back to get
the jar and provisions, and unperceived placed them in the dinghy. I
felt about in her, and found two oars and a boat-hook.
The falls were, as I have said, so fitted that one person could lower
the boat, but to do so without capsizing her when the ship was moving
through the water was almost an impossible undertaking.
The wind had previously been very light, and the vessel had scarcely any
steerage way on her. To my intense satisfaction I noticed that it was
now almost a stark calm.
Now or never I must carry out my project. I thought not of the dangers
to be encountered; the chances of being chased and overtaken; the
savages on shore; the risk of starvation; the want of water; the current
that might sweep me along; or the chances of a storm arising before I
could gain the land. I had not a moment to lose. The mate remained
forward; the man at the helm stood motionless, and, I hoped, was asleep.
I slipped into the boat, and passing the slack of the falls under two
thwarts, gently lowered myself down. I had, the day before, unobserved,
thoroughly greased the blocks.
My chief fear now was, that the splash the boat would make on reaching
the water would be heard. I therefore eased away with the greatest
care, and stood ready in a moment to cast off the aft-most fall. I
cleared it in the nick of time, and the boat was towed slowly ahead. I
quickly cleared the foremost fall, and was now adrift. I was conscious
that a light splash had been made, but I hoped that if the mate heard it
he would fancy that it was caused by some monster of the deep rising
above the surface. Without waiting to ascertain whether this was the
case or not, I seized the oars and pulled rapidly away from the stern of
the vessel, the light from the cabin window assisting me to keep the
course I desired to make towards the land. I congratulated myself at
having accomplished my object before it was too late, for I felt a
breeze fanning my ears as I pulled on.
As I looked up at the tall masts, it seemed to me that the sails bulged
out, and that the ship was rapidly increasing her distance from me. I
was already a considerable way astern when I heard a loud hail. I
recognised the voice of the mate, who had probably just discovered that
the boat was gone. My fear was, that another would be lowered and sent
in chase of me. This made me pull all the harder. My only idea was, to
reach shore and escape from my persecutors. I dared not lose time by
stopping even for a moment to listen for the sounds of a boat being
lowered. I heard several other voices hail, but the ship stood on and
gradually faded away in the gloom of night. I knew that being low in
the water I could not be seen.
Presently I saw the flash of a musket; then another and another; but no
shots came near me, and from this I was convinced that the third mate,
or some one else, was firing at random. Had the captain or the other
mates been in their right senses the ship would probably have been
hove-to and two boats, at least, have been sent in chase of me. The
third mate was, I suspect, afraid of heaving to on account of the reefs.
He kept the ship, therefore, before the wind. Whatever the cause, I
was thankful I was not pursued, and I trusted that the breeze would blow
stronger and carry the ship farther and farther away from me.
Although, through there being no moon, the night was dark, and there was
a mist which hung over the waters, yet I could observe overhead several
stars, and as the lights from the cabin receded, I marked their
position, and was thus able, with tolerable confidence, to continue my
way towards the land. I fancied that I should be able to reach it early
in the morning or during the next day. I at length began to grow weary,
but as long as I could move my arms I determined to row on. The wind
being off the land, the sea was perfectly calm. Scarcely a ripple
disturbed the surface. I was too anxious to feel hunger or thirst. At
the same time, the joy at having escaped kept up my spirits.
Under other circumstances I do not think I could have accomplished what
I did. I fancied that I was pulling at the rate of four miles an hour,
and that I was nearing the shore. At length, however, my fatigue
overcame me, and I felt that I could row no more. The moment I stopped
I felt very sleepy, but had sense sufficient to take in my oars and
place them by my side. I then lay down in the bottom of the boat,
intending to rest for a few minutes, after which, I expected again to be
able to pull on.
As may be supposed, I was soon again fast asleep. My slumbers were
peaceful and pleasant, rendered so, I presume, by the consciousness that
I had escaped from the fate intended for me. I was awakened by a bright
light flashing in my eyes. Opening them, I sprang up and found that the
sun had just risen above the horizon. I looked eagerly around, dreading
lest I should see the ship near me, but to my infinite relief she was
not visible, nor was the land I had expected to see and so soon to
reach. My little boat was the only object on the waste of waters.
The coast, I knew, was to the westward, and as the rising sun would
guide me, I took out my oars and began to row away in that direction. I
had not rowed long before I began to feel very hungry. I therefore
again laid in my oars and took a hearty meal off the provisions I had
brought, washing it down with an ample draught of water. Then I once
more turned to, but the heat soon became excessive, and I was streaming
at every pore. Still, as long as my strength lasted I determined not to
give in. I occasionally stopped to take a pull at my water-bottle.
With very little rest beside, I continued to paddle on till it was again
dark. This showed me what had not occurred to me before, that I might
have been rowing part of the time along the coast, instead of towards
it, and I supposed that the ship had been much farther off than I had
previously imagined. I had been in a dreamy state all day, and unable
to think much. This was produced by the heat which beat down on my
head. I felt somewhat revived as the sun set, but after a time
excessive drowsiness came over me, and once more taking in my oars, I
lay down to sleep.
I must have slept the whole night, for when I again woke, it was already
dawn. I stood up and looked about me, when to my surprise I observed
some rocks between myself in the boat and the bright light which
heralded the rising sun. I must have been carried by a current inside
them. I was about to row away to the westward, when as the light
increased I saw what I at first thought was the mast of a small vessel
or boat near them. Seizing my oars, I eagerly pulled towards the
object. Again looking round I soon discovered it; it was not a mast,
but a pole stuck in the rock with a cask or basket fixed on the top of
it.
This was a sign that some civilised inhabitants must be on the
neighbouring shore, and that they had placed that beacon to warn
mariners of the dangers of the rock.
A number of sea-fowl circled over the rock, occasionally dipping their
wings in the clear water.
As the sun rose, I made out the land running in a long line to a far
distance, as I concluded north and south. It was now time for
breakfast.
I had no intention of landing on the rock, for this would only cause
delay. I took my ham out from the stern sheets, but as I did so, the
horrible odour which saluted my nostrils made me certain that it would
be impossible to eat it, and, except the dry biscuits, I had no other
food. I managed with the aid of some water to masticate a fair
quantity, but it might be a long time even now before I could gain the
shore, and even then I might be disappointed in obtaining food. It then
occurred to me that perhaps the sea-fowl made their nests on the rock,
and that I might get some of their eggs, which would give me an ample
supply of provisions for some time to come.
As I had once upon a time lived upon raw rats, I was not very
particular; and even should I not obtain any eggs, I might find some
young birds, which, though perhaps fishy in taste, would enable me to
support existence. I therefore rowed towards the rock which I saw was
of considerable extent, although one part only on which the beacon was
placed rose a few feet above the surface.
The clearness of the atmosphere had deceived me as to the distance. I
rowed on for some time before I reached it. Possibly also, there was a
current against me, although that such was the case did not occur to me
at the time.
The sea-fowl shrieked loudly and wildly as I approached, as if to warn
me off from their domain. Some sat on the rock, others darted off and
circled round and round the boat, but I was not to be deterred from
landing by their threatening cries and movements. At last I got close
to the rock, and found an indentation or little bay, into which I ran my
boat.
Though several birds appeared, I found that they were merely resting on
the rock, and that the water was too shallow to allow me to get close
enough to step on shore.
In many places the seaweed grew so thickly, and was so slimy, that I was
afraid to venture on it, lest it offering a treacherous foothold I
should slip back into the water. At last I saw a point some distance
from the beacon where I thought I could land, and secure the boat's
painter round a rough part of the coral rock. I succeeded in stepping
on to it and making the rope fast; and confident that she would be
secure, made my way along the rock with the assistance of the boat-hook.
I found neither eggs nor young birds; indeed, on examining the rock, I
knew that it must be covered occasionally, if not at every tide, by the
water. Still I thought that I should find them at the higher part, near
the beacon.
I accordingly scrambled on as well as I could, but here and there I came
to a lower part of the rock over which the water washed, and I saw that
to reach the beacon I must wade through it. I had to proceed very
cautiously, for it was full of hollows and slippery in the extreme, and
a fall might involve serious consequences.
The shriek of the birds, though it sounded rather pleasant at a
distance, became almost deafening as I got nearer to them.
After going some way, I had to stop and rest, supporting myself on the
boat-hook. I now saw, on looking round, that the sky which at sunrise
had been bright and clear, was becoming fast covered with clouds. The
wind, too, blew with much greater force than before. Still, as it came
off the land, I hoped that it might not cause such a sea as would
prevent me from continuing my voyage. I was too eager, also, to obtain
some eggs or young birds to allow the subject to trouble me. I
therefore continued scrambling along over the rocks, hoping to find what
I was in search of nearer the beacon. I was by this time nearly wet
through up to the middle, but that did not matter, as the hot sun soon
dried my clothes. Having got on some distance without an accident, I
perhaps became more careless; for when leaping from one rock to another,
my foot slipped and I came down with a force which I thought must have
broken my arm. I lay clutching the rock with the other hand, unable to
move from the pain, while my boat-hook slipped from my grasp, and
gliding into the water was borne away from the rock. I now saw that a
rapid current was passing the rock, the influence of which I must have
felt when approaching it in the boat. Without the boat-hook I should
find it still more difficult to get along; but I knew that I must not
stay where I was for ever, and as soon therefore as the pain allowed me,
I rose to my feet and endeavoured to continue my scramble over the
rocks.
I forgot that my return journey would be quite as difficult if not more
so, as I should have no boat-hook, and at the same time should be
loaded, I hoped, with eggs and birds. I went on and on, of course
making very slow progress. At length I got close to the beacon, and
great was my disappointment to find neither eggs nor young birds.
I searched round and round the rock in all directions, and I at last
came to the conclusion that if the birds lay their eggs there at all the
hatching season must have passed, and the young birds grown strong on
the wing, and have flown away.
It was a great disappointment. As it was, I had had my difficult and
tiring scramble for nothing, and had bruised my arm, though happily I
had not broken it. I had also lost my boat-hook. I climbed to the
higher part of the rock, and had a look at the land, which I judged was
ten or twelve miles off at least. Still I hoped to accomplish that
distance long before dark, and to find a harbour, as I supposed there
was one, or it was not likely that the beacon could have been placed on
the rock. I therefore, without further delay, began my return journey.
As I went along, I found that some places where I had crossed had become
much deeper. At length it occurred to me that the tide was rising. I
had regained sight of my boat, which at a distance could not be
distinguished from the black rocks, when it suddenly appeared to me that
she was moving. I rushed on at the risk of breaking my legs. What was
my dismay at seeing that she was already at a considerable distance from
the rock where I had left her, and there seemed every probability that I
should lose her altogether. In my terror I shouted and shrieked to her
to stop. I was on the point of rushing into the water to try and
overtake her when I saw a black fin glide by, followed by another, and
the wicked eye of a shark glanced up at me, daring me to venture on the
undertaking. My despair overcoming me, I sank down on the rock.