CHAPTER XII.

I had, for some time past, dwelt upon the prospect of our being reduced

to this last horrible extremity, and had secretly made up my mind to

suffer death in any shape or under any circumstances rather than resort

to such a course. Nor was this resolution in any degree weakened by the

present intensity of hunger under which I laboured. The proposition had

not been heard by either Peters or Augustus. I therefore took Parker

aside; and mentally praying to God for power to dissuade him from the

horrible purpose he entertained, I expostulated with him for a long

time and in the most supplicating manner, begging him in the name of

everything which he held sacred, and urging him by every species of

argument which the extremity of the case suggested, to abandon the

idea, and not to mention it to either of the other two.

He heard all I said without attempting to controvert any of my

arguments, and I had begun to hope that he would be prevailed upon to

do as I desired. But when I had ceased speaking, he said that he knew

very well all I had said was true, and that to resort to such a course

was the most horrible alternative which could enter into the mind of

man; but that he had now held out as long as human nature could be

sustained; that it was unnecessary for all to perish, when, by the

death of one, it was possible, and even probable, that the rest might

be finally preserved; adding that I might save myself the trouble of

trying to turn him from his purpose, his mind having been thoroughly

made up on the subject even before the appearance of the ship, and that

only her heaving in sight had prevented him from mentioning his

intention at an earlier period.

I now begged him, if he would not be prevailed upon to abandon his

design, at least to defer it for another day, when some vessel might

come to our relief; again reiterating every argument I could devise,

and which I thought likely to have influence with one of his rough

nature. He said, in reply, that he had not spoken until the very last

possible moment; that he could exist no longer without sustenance of

some kind; and that therefore in another day his suggestion would be

too late, as regarded himself at least.

Finding that he was not to be moved by anything I could say in a mild

tone, I now assumed a different demeanour, and told him that he must be

aware I had suffered less than any of us from our calamities; that my

health and strength, consequently, were at that moment far better than

his own, or than that either of Peters or Augustus; in short, that I

was in a condition to have my own way by force if I found it necessary;

and that, if he attempted in any manner to acquaint the others with his

bloody and cannibal designs, I would not hesitate to throw him into the

sea. Upon this he immediately seized me by the throat, and drawing a

knife, made several ineffectual efforts to stab me in the stomach; an

atrocity which his excessive debility alone prevented him from

accomplishing. In the mean time, being roused to a high pitch of anger,

I forced him to the vessel's side, with the full intention of throwing

him overboard. He was saved from this fate, however, by the

interference of Peters, who now approached and separated us, asking the

cause of the disturbance. This Parker told before I could find means in

any manner to prevent him.

The effect of his words was even more terrible than what I had

anticipated. Both Augustus and Peters, who, it seems, had long secretly

entertained the same fearful idea which Parker had been merely the

first to broach, joined with him in his design, and insisted upon its

being immediately carried into effect. I had calculated that one at

least of the two former would be found still possessed of sufficient

strength of mind to side with myself in resisting any attempt to

execute so dreadful a purpose; and, with the aid of either one of them,

I had no fear of being able to prevent its accomplishment. Being

disappointed in this expectation, it became absolutely necessary that I

should attend to my own safety, as a further resistance on my part

might possibly be considered by men in their frightful condition a

sufficient excuse for refusing me fair play in the tragedy that I knew

would speedily be enacted.

I now told them I was willing to submit to the proposal, merely

requesting a delay of about one hour, in order that the fog which had

gathered around us might have an opportunity of lifting, when it was

possible that the ship we had seen might be again in sight. After great

difficulty I obtained from them a promise to wait thus long; and, as I

had anticipated (a breeze rapidly coming in), the fog lifted before the

hour had expired, when, no vessel appearing in sight, we prepared to

draw lots.

It is with extreme reluctance that I dwell upon the appalling scene

which ensued; a scene which, with its minutest details, no after events

have been able to efface in the slightest degree from my memory, and

whose stern recollection will imbitter every future moment of my

existence. Let me run over this portion of my narrative with as much

haste as the nature of the events to be spoken of will permit. The only

method we could devise for the terrific lottery, in which we were to

take each a chance, was that of drawing straws. Small splinters of wood

were made to answer our purpose, and it was agreed that I should be the

holder. I retired to one end of the hulk, while my poor companions

silently took up their station in the other with their backs turned

towards me. The bitterest anxiety which I endured at any period of this

fearful drama was while I occupied myself in the arrangement of the

lots. There are few conditions into which man can possibly fall where

he will not feel a deep interest in the preservation of his existence;

an interest momentarily increasing with the frailness of the tenure by

which that existence may be held. But now that the silent, definite,

and stern nature of the business in which I was engaged (so different

from the tumultuous dangers of the storm or the gradually approaching

horrors of famine) allowed me to reflect on the few chances I had of

escaping the most appalling of deaths--a death for the most appalling

of purposes--every particle of that energy which had so long buoyed me

up departed like feathers before the wind, leaving me a helpless prey

to the most abject and pitiable terror. I could not, at first, even

summon up sufficient strength to tear and fit together the small

splinters of wood, my fingers absolutely refusing their office, and my

knees knocking violently against each other. My mind ran over rapidly a

thousand absurd projects by which to avoid becoming a partner in the

awful speculation. I thought of falling on my knees to my companions,

and entreating them to let me escape this necessity; of suddenly

rushing upon them, and, by putting one of them to death, of rendering

the decision by lot useless--in short, of everything but of going

through with the matter I had in hand. At last, after wasting a long

time in this imbecile conduct, I was recalled to my senses by the voice

of Parker, who urged me to relieve them at once from the terrible

anxiety they were enduring. Even then I could not bring myself to

arrange the splinters upon the spot, but thought over every species of

finesse by which I could trick some one of my fellow-sufferers to draw

the short straw, as it had been agreed that whoever drew the shortest

of four splinters from my hand was to die for the preservation of the

rest. Before any one condemn me for this apparent heartlessness, let

him be placed in a situation precisely similar to my own.

At length delay was no longer possible, and, with a heart almost

bursting from my bosom, I advanced to the region of the forecastle,

where my companions were awaiting me. I held out my hand with the

splinters, and Peters immediately drew. He was free--_his_, at least,

was not the shortest; and there was now another chance against my

escape. I summoned up all my strength, and passed the lots to Augustus.

He also drew immediately, and he also was free; and now, whether I

should live or die, the chances were no more than precisely even. At

this moment all the fierceness of the tiger possessed my bosom, and I

felt towards my poor fellow-creature, Parker, the most intense, the

most diabolical hatred. But the feeling did not last; and, at length,

with a convulsive shudder and closed eyes, I held out the two remaining

splinters towards him. It was full five minutes before he could summon

resolution to draw, during which period of heartrending suspense I

never once opened my eyes. Presently one of the two lots was quickly

drawn from my hand. The decision was then over, yet I knew not whether

it was for me or against me. No one spoke, and still I dared not

satisfy myself by looking at the splinter I held. Peters at length took

me by the hand, and I forced myself to look up, when I immediately saw

by the countenance of Parker that I was safe, and that he it was who

had been doomed to suffer. Gasping for breath, I fell senseless to the

deck.

I recovered from my swoon in time to behold the consummation of the

tragedy in the death of him who had been chiefly instrumental in

bringing it about. He made no resistance whatever, and was stabbed in

the back by Peters, when he fell instantly dead. I must not dwell upon

the fearful repast which immediately ensued. Such things may be

imagined, but words have no power to impress the mind with the

exquisite horror of their reality. Let it suffice to say that, having

in some measure appeased the raging thirst which consumed us by the

blood of the victim, and having by common consent taken off the hands,

feet, and head, throwing them, together with the entrails, into the

sea, we devoured the rest of the body, piecemeal, during the four ever

memorable days of the seventeenth, eighteenth, nineteenth, and

twentieth of the month.

On the nineteenth, there coming on a smart shower which lasted fifteen

or twenty minutes, we contrived to catch some water by means of a sheet

which had been fished up from the cabin by our drag just after the

gale. The quantity we took in all did not amount to more than half a

gallon; but even this scanty allowance supplied us with comparative

strength and hope.

On the twenty-first we were again reduced to the last necessity. The

weather still remained warm and pleasant, with occasional fogs and

light breezes, most usually from N. to W.

On the twenty-second, as we were sitting close huddled together,

gloomily revolving over our lamentable condition, there flashed through

my mind all at once an idea which inspired me with a bright gleam of

hope. I remembered that, when the foremast had been cut away, Peters,

being in the windward chains, passed one of the axes into my hand,

requesting me to put it, if possible, in a place of security, and that

a few minutes before the last heavy sea struck the brig and filled her

I had taken this axe into the forecastle, and laid it in one of the

larboard berths. I now thought it possible that, by getting at this

axe, we might cut through the deck over the storeroom, and thus readily

supply ourselves with provisions.

When I communicated this project to my companions, they uttered a

feeble shout of joy, and we all proceeded forthwith to the forecastle.

The difficulty of descending here was greater than that of going down

in the cabin, the opening being much smaller, for it will be remembered

that the whole framework about the cabin companion-hatch had been

carried away, whereas the forecastle-way, being a simple hatch of only

about three feet square, had remained uninjured. I did not hesitate,

however, to attempt the descent; and, a rope being fastened round my

body as before, I plunged boldly in, feet foremost, made my way quickly

to the berth, and, at the very first attempt, brought up the axe. It

was hailed with the most ecstatic joy and triumph, and the ease with

which it had been obtained was regarded as an omen of our ultimate

preservation.

We now commenced cutting at the deck with all the energy of rekindled

hope, Peters and myself taking the axe by turns, Augustus's wounded arm

not permitting him to aid us in any degree. As we were still so feeble

as to be scarcely able to stand unsupported, and could consequently

work but a minute or two without resting, it soon became evident that

many long hours would be requisite to accomplish our task--that is, to

cut an opening sufficiently large to admit of a free access to the

storeroom. This consideration, however, did not discourage us; and,

working all night by the light of the moon, we succeeded in effecting

our purpose by daybreak on the morning of the twenty-third.

Peters now volunteered to go down; and, having made all arrangements as

before, he descended, and soon returned, bringing up with him a small

jar, which, to our great joy, proved to be full of olives. Having

shared these among us, and devoured them with the greatest avidity, we

proceeded to let him down again. This time he succeeded beyond our

utmost expectations, returning instantly with a large ham and a bottle

of Madeira wine. Of the latter we each took a moderate sup, having

learned by experience the pernicious consequences of indulging too

freely. The ham, except about two pounds near the bone, was not in a

condition to be eaten, having been entirely spoiled by the salt water.

The sound part was divided among us. Peters and Augustus, not being

able to restrain their appetite, swallowed theirs upon the instant; but

I was more cautious, and ate but a small portion of mine, dreading the

thirst which I knew would ensue. We now rested a while from our

labours, which had been intolerably severe.

By noon, feeling somewhat strengthened and refreshed, we again renewed

our attempt at getting up provision, Peters and myself going down

alternately, and always with more or less success, until sundown.

During this interval we had the good fortune to bring up, altogether,

four more small jars of olives, another ham, a carboy containing nearly

three gallons of excellent Cape Madeira wine, and, what gave us still

more delight, a small tortoise of the Gallipago breed, several of which

had been taken on board by Captain Barnard, as the Grampus was leaving

port, from the schooner Mary Pitts, just returned from a sealing voyage

in the Pacific.

In a subsequent portion of this narrative I shall have frequent

occasion to mention this species of tortoise. It is found principally,

as most of my readers may know, in the group of islands called the

Gallipagos, which, indeed, derive their name from the animal--the

Spanish word Gallipago meaning a fresh-water terapin. From the

peculiarity of their shape and action they have been sometimes called

the elephant tortoise. They are frequently found of an enormous size. I

have myself seen several which would weigh from twelve to fifteen

hundred pounds, although I do not remember that any navigator speaks of

having seen them weighing more than eight hundred. Their appearance is

singular, and even disgusting. Their steps are very slow, measured, and

heavy, their bodies being carried about a foot from the ground. Their

neck is long, and exceedingly slender; from eighteen inches to two feet

is a very common length, and I killed one, where the distance from the

shoulder to the extremity of the head was no less than three feet ten

inches. The head has a striking resemblance to that of a serpent. They

can exist without food for an almost incredible length of time,

instances having been known where they have been thrown into the hold

of a vessel and lain two years without nourishment of any kind--being

as fat, and, in every respect, in as good order at the expiration of

the time as when they were first put in. In one particular these

extraordinary animals bear a resemblance to the dromedary, or camel of

the desert. In a bag at the root of the neck they carry with them a

constant supply of water. In some instances, upon killing them after a

full year's deprivation of all nourishment, as much as three gallons of

perfectly sweet and fresh water have been found in their bags. Their

food is chiefly wild parsley and celery, with purslain, sea-kelp, and

prickly pears, upon which latter vegetable they thrive wonderfully, a

great quantity of it being usually found on the hillsides near the

shore wherever the animal itself is discovered. They are excellent and

highly nutritious food, and have, no doubt, been the means of

preserving the lives of thousands of seamen employed in the

whale-fishery and other pursuits in the Pacific.

The one which we had the good fortune to bring up from the storeroom

was not of a large size, weighing probably sixty-five or seventy

pounds. It was a female, and in excellent condition, being exceedingly

fat, and having more than a quart of limpid and sweet water in its bag.

This was indeed a treasure; and, falling on our knees with one accord,

we returned fervent thanks to God for so seasonable a relief.

We had great difficulty in getting the animal up through the opening,

as its struggles were fierce and its strength prodigious. It was upon

the point of making its escape from Peters's grasp, and slipping back

into the water, when Augustus, throwing a rope with a slip-knot around

its throat, held it up in this manner until I jumped into the hole by

the side of Peters, and assisted him in lifting it out.

The water we drew carefully from the bag into the jug, which, it will

be remembered, had been brought up before from the cabin. Having done

this, we broke off the neck of a bottle so as to form, with the cork, a

kind of glass, holding not quite half a gill. We then each drank one of

these measures full, and resolved to limit ourselves to this quantity

per day as long as it should hold out.

During the last two or three days, the weather having been dry and

pleasant, the bedding we had obtained from the cabin, as well as our

clothing, had become thoroughly dry, so that we passed this night (that

of the twenty-third) in comparative comfort, enjoying a tranquil

repose, after having supped plentifully on olives and ham, with a small

allowance of the wine. Being afraid of losing some of our stores

overboard during the night, in the event of a breeze springing up, we

secured them as well as possible with cordage to the fragments of the

windlass. Our tortoise, which we were anxious to preserve alive as long

as we could, we threw on his back, and otherwise carefully fastened.

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