CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.

It is impossible for me to overrate the value of Mrs Reichardt's

assistance. Indeed had it not been for her, circumstanced as I was at

this particular period, I should in all probability have perished. Her

exhortations saved me from despair, when our position seemed to have

grown quite desperate. But example did more, even, than precept. Her

ingenuity in devising expedients; her activity in putting them in force;

her unfailing cheerfulness under disappointment, and Christian

resignation under privation, produced the best results. I was enabled

to bear up against the ill effects of our crippled resources, consequent

upon the ill conduct of the sailors of the whaler, and the failure of

our fish-pond.

She manufactured strong lines for deep-sea fishing, and having

discovered a shelf of rock, little more than two feet above the sea, to

which with a good deal of difficulty I could descend, I took my stand

one day on the rock with my lines baited with a piece of one of my

feathered favourites, whom dire necessity had at last forced me to

destroy. I waited with all the patience of a veteran angler. I knew

the water to be very deep, and it lay in a sheltered nook or corner of

the rocks about ten feet across; I allowed the line to drop some three

or four yards, and not having any float, could only tell I had a bite by

feeling a pull at the line, which was wound round my arm.

After some time having been passed in this way, my attention was

withdrawn from the line, and given to the narrative I had so lately

heard; that is to say, though my eyes were still fixed upon the line, I

had completely given up my thoughts to the story of the poor German boy,

who had been snatched from poverty by the interference of the parish

clerk's daughter; and I contrived to speculate on what I should have

done under such circumstances, imagining all sorts of extravagances in

which I should have indulged, to testify my gratitude to so amiable and

benevolent a friend.

A singular course of ideal scenes followed each other in quick

succession in my mind--as I fancied myself the hero of a similar

adventure. I regarded my imaginary benefactress with feelings of such

intensity as I had never before experienced; and it seemed that I was to

her the exciting object of sentiments of a like nature, the knowledge of

which awoke in our hearts the most agreeable sensations.

I was rudely disturbed out of this day-dream by finding myself suddenly

plunged into the deep water beneath me. The shock was so startling,

that some seconds elapsed before I could comprehend my situation; and

then it became clear that I must have hooked a fish, that had not only

succeeded in pulling me off my balance, but the line by which he was

held being round my arm, cutting painfully into the flesh, threatened

drowning by keeping me under water. With great difficulty I managed to

rise to the surface, and loosened the windings of the line from my limb;

then, anxious to retain possession of what from its force must have been

a fish well worth some trouble in catching, I held on with both hands,

and pulled with all my strength.

At first, by main force I was drawn through the water; then, when I

found the strain slacken, I drew in the line. This manoeuvre was

repeated several times, till I succeeded in obtaining a view of what I

had caught; or, more properly speaking, of what had caught me. It was

merely a glimpse; for the fish, which was a very large one, getting a

sight of me within a few yards of him, made some desperate plunges, and

again darted off, dragging me along with him, sometimes under the water,

and sometimes on the surface.

His body was nearly round, and about seven or eight feet long--rather a

formidable antagonist for close quarters; nevertheless, I was most eager

to get at him, the more so, when I ascertained that his resistance was

evidently decreasing. I continued to approach, and at last got near

enough to plunge my knife up to the haft in his head, which at once put

an end to the struggle.

But now another difficulty presented itself. In the ardour of the chase

I had been drawn nearly a mile from the island, and I found it

impossible to carry back the produce of my sport, exhausted as I was by

the efforts I had made in capturing him. I knew I could not swim with

such a burthen for the most inconsiderable portion of the distance. My

fish therefore must be abandoned. Here was a bountiful supply of food,

as soon as placed within reach, rendered totally unavailable.

I thought of Mrs Reichardt. I thought how gratified she would have

been, could I have brought to her such an excellent addition to our

scanty stock of food. Then I thought of her steadfast reliance upon

Providence, and what valuable lessons of piety and wisdom she would read

me, if she found me depressed by my disappointment.

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