Thrilling Stories Of The Ocean eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 130 pages of information about Thrilling Stories Of The Ocean.

Thrilling Stories Of The Ocean eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 130 pages of information about Thrilling Stories Of The Ocean.
reflections.  Oh, how our eye-balls strained, as, emerging from the trough of the sea on the crest of a liquid mountain, we gazed on the misty horizon, until, from time to time, we fancied, nay, felt assured, we saw the object of our search, but the evening closed in, and with it hope almost expired.  That day, not a morsel passed our lips.  The pork, our only supply, given in charge to the captain, it was thought prudent to husband as long as possible.

Meanwhile, with a top-gallant studding-sail remaining in the top, which was stretched over the mast-head, we contrived to procure a partial shelter from the inclemency of the weather.  Under this, drenched as we were and shivering with cold, some of us crouched for the night; but others of the crew remained all that night in the rigging.  In the morning we all—­fourteen in number—­mustered on deck, and received from the mate a small piece of pork, about two ounces, the remainder being put away, and reserved for the next day.  This, and some water, the only article of which—­a cask had been discovered forward, well stowed away among the planks—­we had abundance, constituted our only meal that day.  Somewhat refreshed, we all went to work, and as the studding-sail afforded but a scanty shelter, we fitted the trysail for this purpose; on opening which we found the cat drowned, and much as our stomachs might have revolted against such food on ordinary occasions, yet poor puss was instantly skinned and her carcass hung up in the maintop.

This night we were somewhat better lodged, and the following day, having received our scanty ration of pork, now nearly consumed, we got three swiftsures round the hull of the vessel, to prevent her from going to pieces.  Foraging daily for food, we sought incessantly in every crevice, hole, and corner, but in vain.  We were now approaching that state of suffering beyond which nature cannot carry us.  With some, indeed, they were already past endurance; and one individual, who had left a wife and family dependent upon him for support in London, unable any longer to bear up against them, and the almost certain prospect of starvation, went down out of the top, and we saw him no more.  Having eked out the pork until the fourth day, we commenced on the cat—­fortunately large and in good condition—­a mouthful of which, with some water, furnished our daily allowance.

Sickness and debility had now made such ravages among us all, that although we had a tolerable stock of water, we found great difficulty in procuring it.  We had hitherto, in rotation, taken our turn to fill a small beaker at the cask, wedged in among the cargo of deals; but now, scarcely able to keep our feet along the planks, and still less so to haul the vessel up to the top, we were in danger of even this resource being cut off from us.  In this manner, incredible as it may seem, we managed to keep body and soul together till the eleventh day; our only sustenance, the pork, the cat, water, and the bark of some young birch trees, which latter, in searching for a keg of tamarinds, which we had hoped to find, we had latterly come athwart.

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