CHAPTER X.

Shortly afterward an incident occurred which I am induced to look upon

as more intensely productive of emotion, as far more replete with the

extremes first of delight and then of horror, than even any of the

thousand chances which afterward befell me in nine long years, crowded

with events of the most startling, and, in many cases, of the most

unconceived and unconceivable character. We were lying on the deck near

the companion-way, and debating the possibility of yet making our way

into the storeroom, when, looking towards Augustus, who lay fronting

myself, I perceived that he had become all at once deadly pale, and

that his lips were quivering in the most singular and unaccountable

manner. Greatly alarmed, I spoke to him, but he made me no reply, and I

was beginning to think that he was suddenly taken ill, when I took

notice of his eyes, which were glaring apparently at some object behind

me. I turned my head, and shall never forget the ecstatic joy which

thrilled through every particle of my frame, when I perceived a large

brig bearing down upon us, and not more than a couple of miles off. I

sprung to my feet as if a musket bullet had suddenly struck me to the

heart; and, stretching out my arms in the direction of the vessel,

stood in this manner, motionless, and unable to articulate a syllable.

Peters and Parker were equally affected, although in different ways.

The former danced about the deck like a madman, uttering the most

extravagant rhodomontades, intermingled with howls and imprecations,

while the latter burst into tears, and continued for many minutes

weeping like a child.

The vessel in sight was a large hermaphrodite brig, of a Dutch build,

and painted black, with a tawdry gilt figurehead. She had evidently

seen a good deal of rough weather, and, we supposed, had suffered much

in the gale which had proved so disastrous to ourselves; for her

foretopmast was gone, and some of her starboard bulwarks. When we first

saw her, she was, as I have already said, about two miles off and to

windward, bearing down upon us. The breeze was very gentle, and what

astonished us chiefly was, that she had no other sails set than her

foresail and mainsail, with a flying jib--of course she came down but

slowly, and our impatience amounted nearly to phrensy. The awkward

manner in which she steered, too, was remarked by all of us, even

excited as we were. She yawed about so considerably, that once or twice

we thought it impossible she could see us, or imagined that, having

seen us, and discovered no person on board, she was about to tack and

make off in another direction. Upon each of these occasions we screamed

and shouted at the top of our voices, when the stranger would appear to

change for a moment her intention, and again hold on towards us--this

singular conduct being repeated two or three times, so that at last we

could think of no other manner of accounting for it than by supposing

the helmsman to be in liquor.

No person was seen upon her decks until she arrived within about a

quarter of a mile of us. We then saw three seamen, whom by their dress

we took to be Hollanders. Two of these were lying on some old sails

near the forecastle, and the third, who appeared to be looking at us

with great curiosity, was leaning over the starboard bow near the

bowsprit. This last was a stout and tall man, with a very dark skin. He

seemed by his manner to be encouraging us to have patience, nodding to

us in a cheerful although rather odd way, and smiling constantly so as

to display a set of the most brilliantly white teeth. As his vessel

drew nearer, we saw a red flannel cap which he had on fall from his

head into the water; but of this he took little or no notice,

continuing his odd smiles and gesticulations. I relate these things and

circumstances minutely, and I relate them, it must be understood,

precisely as they _appeared_ to us.

The brig came on slowly, and now more steadily than before, and--I

cannot speak calmly of this event--our hearts leaped up wildly within

us, and we poured out our whole souls in shouts and thanksgiving to God

for the complete, unexpected, and glorious deliverance that was so

palpably at hand. Of a sudden, and all at once, there came wafted over

the ocean from the strange vessel (which was now close upon us) a

smell, a stench, such as the whole world has no name for--no conception

of--hellish--utterly suffocating--insufferable, inconceivable. I gasped

for breath, and, turning to my companions, perceived that they were

paler than marble. But we had now no time left for question or

surmise--the brig was within fifty feet of us, and it seemed to be her

intention to run under our counter, that we might board her without her

putting out a boat. We rushed aft, when, suddenly, a wide yaw threw her

off full five or six points from the course she had been running, and,

as she passed under our stern at the distance of about twenty feet, we

had a full view of her decks. Shall I ever forget the triple horror of

that spectacle? Twenty-five or thirty human bodies, among whom were

several females, lay scattered about between the counter and the

galley, in the last and most loathsome state of putrefaction! We

plainly saw that not a soul lived in that fated vessel! Yet we could

not help shouting to the dead for help! Yes, long and loudly did we

beg, in the agony of the moment, that those silent and disgusting

images would stay for us, would not abandon us to become like them,

would receive us among their goodly company! We were raving with horror

and despair--thoroughly mad through the anguish of our grievous

disappointment.

As our first loud yell of terror broke forth, it was replied to by

something, from near the bowsprit of the stranger, so closely

resembling the scream of a human voice that the nicest ear might have

been startled and deceived. At this instant another sudden yaw brought

the region of the forecastle for a moment into view, and we beheld at

once the origin of the sound. We saw the tall stout figure still

leaning on the bulwark, and still nodding his head to and fro, but his

face was now turned from us so that we could not behold it. His arms

were extended over the rail, and the palms of his hands fell outward.

His knees were lodged upon a stout rope, tightly stretched, and

reaching from the heel of the bowsprit to a cathead. On his back, from

which a portion of the shirt had been torn, leaving it bare, there sat

a huge seagull, busily gorging itself with the horrible flesh, its bill

and talons deep buried, and its white plumage spattered all over with

blood. As the brig moved further round so as to bring us close in view,

the bird, with much apparent difficulty, drew out its crimsoned head,

and, after eying us for a moment as if stupified, arose lazily from the

body upon which it had been feasting, and, flying directly above our

deck, hovered there a while with a portion of clotted and liver-like

substance in its beak. The horrid morsel dropped at length with a

sullen splash immediately at the feet of Parker. May God forgive me,

but now, for the first time, there flashed through my mind a thought, a

thought which I will not mention, and I felt myself making a step

towards the ensanguined spot. I looked upward, and the eyes of Augustus

met my own with a degree of intense and eager meaning which immediately

brought me to my senses. I sprang forward quickly, and, with a deep

shudder, threw the frightful thing into the sea.

The body from which it had been taken, resting as it did upon the rope,

had been easily swayed to and fro by the exertions of the carnivorous

bird, and it was this motion which had at first impressed us with the

belief of its being alive. As the gull relieved it of its weight, it

swung round and fell partially over, so that the face was fully

discovered. Never, surely, was any object so terribly full of awe! The

eyes were gone, and the whole flesh around the mouth, leaving the teeth

utterly naked. This, then, was the smile which had cheered us on to

hope! this the--but I forbear. The brig, as I have already told, passed

under our stern, and made its way slowly but steadily to leeward. With

her and with her terrible crew went all our gay visions of deliverance

and joy. Deliberately as she went by, we might possibly have found

means of boarding her, had not our sudden disappointment, and the

appalling nature of the discovery which accompanied it, laid entirely

prostrate every active faculty of mind and body. We had seen and felt,

but we could neither think nor act, until, alas, too late. How much our

intellects had been weakened by this incident may be estimated by the

fact, that, when the vessel had proceeded so far that we could perceive

no more than the half of her hull, the proposition was seriously

entertained of attempting to overtake her by swimming!

I have, since this period, vainly endeavoured to obtain some clew to

the hideous uncertainty which enveloped the fate of the stranger. Her

build and general appearance, as I have before stated, led us to the

belief that she was a Dutch trader, and the dresses of the crew also

sustained this opinion. We might have easily seen the name upon her

stern, and, indeed, taken other observations which would have guided us

in making out her character; but the intense excitement of the moment

blinded us to everything of that nature. From the saffron-like hue of

such of the corpses as were not entirely decayed, we concluded that the

whole of her company had perished by the yellow fever, or some other

virulent disease of the same fearful kind. If such were the case (and I

know not what else to imagine), death, to judge from the positions of

the bodies, must have come upon them in a manner awfully sudden and

overwhelming, in a way totally distinct from that which generally

characterizes even the most deadly pestilences with which mankind are

acquainted. It is possible, indeed, that poison, accidentally

introduced into some of their sea-stores, may have brought about the

disaster; or that the eating some unknown venomous species of fish, or

other marine animal, or oceanic bird, might have induced it--but it is

utterly useless to form conjectures where all is involved, and will, no

doubt, remain for ever involved, in the most appalling and unfathomable

mystery.

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