CHAP. LV.

_Guzman finds himself in the most cruel situation of his life; but

it pleases Heaven suddenly to put an end to his troubles, and he

recovers his liberty._

I had every reason to be content with the life I led in the service of

the young Knight, who kept so good a table that I had frequent

opportunities of treating my comrades; in which I should not have

forgotten Soto, notwithstanding what had passed between us; but this

rascal, who had never forgiven me, took great pains to nourish my hatred

by constantly speaking ill of me before my master’s servants as well as

those of the Captain. These servants, who none of them liked me,

listened to him with pleasure, and did not fail to report every thing to

their patrons; and, among other slanders, that I was only waiting for an

opportunity to make some good hit, and that, sooner or later, the Knight

would know me for the rogue I really was.

Although imputations coming from such a source ought not to have been

looked upon without suspicion, they did not entirely fail in making some

impression on my master’s mind; and I soon perceived, notwithstanding

the implicit confidence he pretended to place in me, that he kept a

strict watch over all my actions. On my side, without taking notice of

his unjust suspicions, I continued to serve him with fidelity, keeping

my eyes always open to any snares my enemies might lay for me. In spite

of all my vigilance, however, I fell a prey to Soto’s malice, who

instigated one of the Knight’s servants to steal a piece of plate out of

his master’s cabin and hide it under my bed between two boards. I soon

missed it, and told my master of the loss in a manner which ought to

have convinced him that I was not the thief. But I was not believed, and

it was at last found where it had been concealed. The Captain, thinking

that I had stolen it, in spite of all I could allege in my defence,

condemned me to receive fifty lashes; but my master begged me off, on

condition that if any thing were again lost, I should have no mercy.

Finding, by this adventure, that I had secret enemies, who were

determined to ruin me, I humbly prayed the Captain and my master to take

another in my place, and permit me to return to my oar, rather than be

exposed to such another misfortune. My master misinterpreted my

intentions; and, thinking that I was more desirous of returning to the

Commissary’s than of continuing in his service, he determined to keep me

whether I would or no. Patience, therefore, was my only remedy, and I

stood as much on my guard as I could night and day; yet, watchful as I

was, I could not escape. My master having returned from the town one

night, sent for me to assist in undressing him. I gave him his gown and

nightcap; and while I carried his sword and gloves from one cabin to

another, some rascal stole the hat-band. I never could find out how this

trick had been executed; but when I was brushing the hat the next

morning, I discovered that the band was missing. At this sight I turned

as pale as death; looked for it every where, but all in vain; there were

thieves on board that galley at least my match.

Nothing was left for me to do but to implore the Knight’s mercy; but

when I related my new misfortune to him, as well as the malignity of my

enemies, to which I attributed it, he laughed in my face. “Mr. Guzman,”

said he, with a sneer, “I am well persuaded that you are a person of the

greatest integrity, although you have not that reputation on board this

galley; and I have been told, more than once, of my boldness in having

trusted you. Once more, I think you an honest man, and am, therefore,

sorry to tell you, that if you do not forthwith produce my hat-band, you

must be delivered over to the Under-commissary, who will, doubtless,

treat you according to your deserts. This you may rely upon,

notwithstanding your protestations of fidelity.”

This was the Knight’s answer, and the Captain came up at that moment. As

soon as he knew what was the matter, and found that I persisted in

denying that I had taken the hat-band, he flew in such a passion, and

beat me so cruelly, that I fell down half dead. To increase my misery, I

was driven from the poop and sent to the last seat on the prow, the most

uneasy seat of all, and that in which the slaves work hardest. In

addition to this, the Commissary had orders not to spare me, under pain

of the Captain’s displeasure. This officer, however, really pitied me,

and, notwithstanding the orders he had received to treat me with rigour,

allowed me to rest for a full month, seeing that I was quite incapable

of hard labour.

I regained my strength by degrees; and no sooner had I re-commenced my

duty at the oar than Heaven, satisfied with the hardships I had already

undergone, took compassion on me, and released me from my pitiable

situation. Soto, who had a devilish design in his head, which he could

not execute without my assistance, my seat being near the powder-room,

became extremely desirous to be reconciled with me. With this view he

availed himself of the mediation of a Turk, who had the liberty of going

fore and aft as he pleased in the galley; not doubting that I longed in

my heart to be revenged for the cruel treatment I had met with, and

that I loved liberty as well as others. He entreated me, through the

Turk, to forget the past, and restore him my friendship, which he

confessed he had justly forfeited. I pretended to be very desirous to be

reconciled to him; upon which the Turk addressed me in these terms:

“Soto has charged me to communicate to you a project which he has formed

to deliver us all. It is concerted, that as soon as we reach the coast

of Barbary, which we are fast approaching, we are to rise, cut the

throats of the officers and soldiers, beginning with the Captain,

proclaim _Liberty_ to the rest of the galley-slaves, who will

immediately assist us, render ourselves masters of the galley, and seek

an asylum amongst the Turks. This enterprise has been in contemplation,”

continued he, “upwards of two months. We have a sufficient quantity of

arms concealed, all our measures are taken, and we have resolved to

save ourselves, Turks as well as Christians, or perish in the attempt.

All that is required of you is to blow up the powder-room at a signal

given. This is our plot; and after the cruel treatment you have

experienced from the Captain, we have thought that you would not refuse

to join us.” I replied to the Turk, that he might depend there was

nothing I was not capable of undertaking to be revenged on the Captain,

and that he might assure the conspirators that I would do what was

expected of me. This, however, was very far from my intention. When the

day approached that the plot was to be put in execution, I requested a

soldier who came near my seat to tell the Captain that I had a secret of

the greatest importance to reveal to him. “But,” added I, “tell him to

send for me immediately; his life depends upon his compliance.” The

Captain considered this as a trick of mine to reconcile myself to him,

and regain my post in his kinsman’s service; and though he did

condescend to hear what I had to say, he resolved to make me suffer for

it, if I was only trifling with him. He sent for me, however, and I

discovered all I knew; told him where the arms lay concealed; and named

the principal inventors of the plot, at the head of which I did not

forget to rank my friend Soto.

The Captain, perceiving now that it was no trifling matter, resolved to

proceed with caution, and ordering all the soldiers to their arms,

commanded a search to be made, and found a vast quantity of fire-arms

and other weapons in the place I had pointed out. He then caused the

ringleaders of the conspiracy to be seized, who, being put to the

torture, confessed all. Soto and one of his comrades were condemned to

be drawn in quarters by four galleys, and the rest were decimated, of

whom five were hung, and the others had their noses cut off. Soto,

before he died, owned that it was by his contrivance the piece of plate

and hat-band had been taken out of the Knight’s cabin, and that I was

innocent of it. The Captain commended me highly for my zeal and

fidelity, after the unjust usage I had met with; asked my pardon

publicly; ordered my irons to be struck off; gave me the liberty of the

galley; and he and all the officers signed a letter setting forth the

considerable service I had rendered the King in saving the galley and so

many lives; which was transmitted to Court to procure an order from his

Majesty for my enlargement. It were needless to state with what a

grateful heart I returned thanks to Heaven for such a revolution in my

prospects, promising to amend, and live better for the future.

Thus, friendly Reader, I have given you an account of the principal

adventures of my life. What followed after the King was graciously

pleased to grant me my liberty, you may expect to hear, should I live

long enough to tell you.

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