Richard Galbraith, Mariner Part 1

Richard Galbraith, Mariner.

by Emma Watts Phillips.

CHAPTER ONE.

A WORD ABOUT MYSELF AND HOME.

I was born, as near as I can calculate, in the year 1801, at the time of the Equinoctial gales, a fact which made the old fisherwives present at my birth declare that I was marked out by the finger of Providence for a sailor.

To confirm them, as it seemed, on this point, when the winds, with a whirling rush, used to shriek around my parent's cottage, that clung, limpet like to the face of the rocks which sheltered the little Cornish fis.h.i.+ng village, I, baby as I was, used to shriek in unison, not from fear or pain, but unmitigated delight at, and sympathy with, its rough, boisterous turmoil.

Certainly as I look back to my early days and what I have heard related of them, the Breton saying, which in my voyages I have come across, "_Il a de l'eau de mer autour du coeur_," appeared most true in my case, for the rough s.h.i.+ngly beach was my home in stormy weather or fine. [He has the sea water about his heart.]

During the former I would perch on some rocky crag and, only partly sheltered from the cutting, drifting rain, cling curlew-fas.h.i.+on to its rugged surface, and silently, but with infinite enjoyment, watch the mountain waves, with their white dancing crests flung into myriads of flas.h.i.+ng particles by the wind, break with a roar like thunder on the beach beneath, adding their contribution of spray to the rain which drenched me to the skin.

When the weather was fine, especially if it were warm, I used to tumble, paddle, and roll in the clear pools left by the receding tide, like some amphibious little imp of creation, often getting within dangerous proximity to the fingers of death, and being saved by a miracle, till the inmates of the fis.h.i.+ng hamlet had some reason for their reiterated remark that I a.s.suredly was not born to be drowned. a.s.suredly not, nor to be burned, boiled, nor served up for the supper of some dark-skinned Indian chief and family neither, though in due course of my adventurous life I have often fancied myself on the point of one of these pleasant finales to existence.

It may naturally be thought that I was a constant source of anxiety to my parents, and no doubt so I should have been, had not, at about the time I had attained the second year of my life, a sudden squall caught my father's fis.h.i.+ng smack, and, capsizing it before he could luff, sent him and his two companions into eternity. The smack was found by some fishermen much damaged, quite empty, every vestige of tackle gone, its sails rent, and my father and the others nowhere. My mother took this so much to heart that she scarcely survived her husband's death a week, and by joining him left me an orphan on my own hands. I say "my own,"

though only two years old, for I had already displayed my wandering propensities by toddling and scrambling alone among the rocks; and, notwithstanding the few pounds my parents left would have procured me the protection of many an honest, good-hearted fisherwife, I scorned all such control, and resisted every effort to prevent my perambulations among the rocks and pools, where, not unfrequently when older, and on warm moonlight evenings, I used to spend even my nights; though, at other times, I condescended to accept the shelter offered me in Jack Bruns...o...b..'s cottage, for whose little blue-eyed daughter I had early shown a marked liking, and would speedily have talked her into being the companion of my idle hours, but for the vigilance of her mother, who valued her darling's tender little form far too highly to trust it with so wild, daring, idle a scapegrace as I.

Idleness, however, I soon proved they had no right to lay to my charge.

Hardly had I acquired the great age of five, than the fishermen began to accept very willingly little d.i.c.k Galbraith's services in hanging out their nets to dry, in swabbing the boats, or in any other minor capacity to which they found me ever ready to lend a hand, though a baby one.

It is a true saying that "let an energetic nature once get his foot on the world's ladder, he will never lose it again." So with me. The willing child was found the willing boy, which soon raised me to the dignity of going on fis.h.i.+ng expeditions with the fishermen, who out of the great kindliness of heart to be found with these people, seemed each to adopt me--an orphan and a waif--for his own. The old men, some of whom had been sailors, were never tired of talking and telling yarns, while I--as if conscious of the future before me, and of what importance the information I was drinking in would hereafter be--was never tired of listening and asking questions.

So had years pa.s.sed over my head, when, on my eighteenth birthday, as Jack Bruns...o...b.. with his family and I were seated in the little cabin-like parlour, after a long and thoughtful pause, I suddenly broke silence upon a subject which for months I had been turning over in my mind.

"Bruns...o...b..," I said, "you have frequently told me that there is a bit of money I can lay claim to, when old enough to know what to do with it."

"Right d.i.c.k, my bo'," replied the old man, removing his pipe from one side of his mouth to the other, having on its pa.s.sage rubbed his bristly beard with the stem, "its what yer father's fects realised arter his death bo', with compund interest."

"But, Bruns...o...b..," I interrupted, "I don't consider that mine at all.

Have I not lived here with you ever since? That money is fairly yours."

"If yer mean mine, to pay for your board and lodgin' bo', yer had better take and chuck it to the rocks and pools, for them alone 'as pervided for yer."

I laughed, but persisted, on which he rejoined.

"No, lad, the money's yours. Never a penny will Jack Bruns...o...b.. touch.

If when a little 'un yer were any expense, you've more than repaid it now you've growed up, for you've been a mort o' help to me. But come bo', let's to the point. What made yer put that question about the bit o' money to-night? You'd some reason--so all fair and above board--fire your broadside. I'm prepared. What is it?"

"Why, Bruns...o...b.., I was thinking," I began, "that if I really had a little money I would like to carry out a plan I have been turning about in my head."

"And that?"

"Why, to go over to Liverpool or London, and enter the merchant service."

"You find this here place then, too circ.u.mcised for your talents," he rejoined, with a wink at Katie.

"I certainly think it too circ.u.mscribed for a young man beginning life,"

I replied. "You, yourself, Bruns...o...b.., did not pa.s.s all your existence here, though _your_ native place as mine."

"Quite right, bo', quite; and joking apart, I think what you propose is the correct thing to do. So you may go into the town to-morrow, draw out the money, and then up to Liverpool. First of all, my old woman will write yer a list of things necessary for your kit, and you've been your own master long enough to know how to lay out the twenty punds, for that's about the sum it is, judiciously."

Thus things were arranged quite to my satisfaction, and any of my readers possessed with so eager a desire after adventure as held me captive, will not wonder that I got little sleep that night. I tossed and turned, my brain busy with plans for the future; and no sooner did the faintest glimmer of light show in at the little dormer window in the roof, than I was up, dressed, and taking farewell of the dear old beach, the rugged friendly rocks, and clear silver pools, natural aquaria, bright with the beautiful delicate green _ulva latissima_ and _Porphyra laciniata_, whose splendid fronds hanging in graceful festoons, formed caves and grottos where lurked the sea _anemones_ or _actinias_, with their tentacles tipped with rosy red--the more splendid cra.s.s, the sly hermit crab in search for periwinkles, and the _uraster rubens_, or five-fingered fish.

To each and all I bade a fervent, though silent adieu, and then, though the sun was still not very much above the horizon, turned back to the cottage, feeling certain that breakfast _must_ be ready, notwithstanding that it yet wanted over half-an-hour to the time.

On nearing home, as I rounded a sharp angle of the rock, I came suddenly upon Katie Bruns...o...b... She was seated on a large boulder, her small hands clasped round her knees, a bright handkerchief over her shoulders, and her little feet just peeping out from beneath her rough blue serge petticoat. Her eyes were fixed on the sea, now sparkling like molten gold, while the breeze off which tossed her yellow curls in sportive play.

The expression of Katie's face, so sadly thoughtful, with a moisture glistening on her long lashes, was such a marked contrast to my own joyous one that involuntarily I stood still in wonder, then advancing, I placed my arm gently about her waist, for we were as brother and sister to each other, and said as I sat down by her side, "Why, Katie darling, what is the reason of so sad a countenance this morning?"

She turned her blue eyes with a start upon me, while a rosy colour rushed to her pretty cheeks as she strove to speak; but, suddenly, bending down her head, and trying to free herself from my arm, she burst into a flood of tears.

"What _is_ the matter, Katie?" I asked, fairly puzzled at her behaviour, stupid dolt that I was. Then as the idea suddenly occurred to me, I added, "Is it Katie that you would rather I did not go away?"

She was silent, still keeping her face from me, but at last I managed to turn it round.

As if a veil had fallen both from my eyes and heart I read her secret, and--my own--she loved me, and, with the knowledge, I became conscious of my true feelings towards her.

My arm still about her waist, a familiarity she no longer resisted, I again strolled down to the beach; and this time the visit must have been far more agreeable than the former one, for I forgot all about my joy at my departure, and do not know how long our conversation would have lasted, had it not been interrupted by the voice of old Bruns...o...b.., hulloaing for me to come in, or I should be too late for breakfast.

So we went back to the cottage, betrothed lovers; the ceremony of betrothal having taken place over a holey sixpence, which was to be suspended round Katie's neck, and a tress of gold which reposed very comfortably in my waistcoat pocket.

One hour after, Bruns...o...b.. and I sailed round to the point of land nearest the town where he had deposited the money. This I drew out; made my necessary purchases, including a bright ribbon and work-box, for Katie. Then bidding Bruns...o...b.. a warm farewell, started for Liverpool.

CHAPTER TWO.

MY ADVENTURES COMMENCE.

On reaching Liverpool, the second port in Britain, the delight with which I wandered about the vast docks and quays, can be easily imagined.

Here I found splendid s.h.i.+ps--s.h.i.+ps that were even giants to those I had so frequently built up in my imagination. As I gazed at their slender tapering masts and net-work of cordage, I despaired in my heart of ever being able to distinguish one of the myriad of ropes from another; but I did what it is the best to do in all cases--I determined to try.

It so happened that at the time of my arrival there was a demand for sailors before the mast, and with my knowledge of the sea it was not difficult for me to procure a berth. Thus on the third day I found myself enrolled as one of the crew of a splendid merchant s.h.i.+p--the _Columbus_, 2,500 tons, bound for Jamaica with full cargo.

So many accounts have been written of sailor's first voyages and experiences that I shall pa.s.s over mine; they proved very uneventful till seven years had nearly elapsed, during which period I had made many visits home, bringing numerous curiosities for Katie, who now was my wife, and had one or two little sailors in embryo to console her during my absence.

Ten years then do I skip over, and come to the time when I s.h.i.+pped on board the _Lively Ariel_, merchantman, bound for Madras.

As it was the first time I had been in this part of the globe, I was no little delighted at the change, and promised Katie many Indian rarities, such as ivory work-boxes, etc--little dreaming what a long, long voyage I was about to take, and the vastly different things I should bring her to those I intended.

But a merciful Providence kindly hides the future from us, for the knowledge would make cowards of us all; therefore, ignorant of what was to come, I bade her an affectionate farewell, tossed the crowing babies in my arms, and started on the longest voyage I ever made.

It was a light favourable breeze with which we cleared out of the Mersey, and went down Saint George's Channel, all sails set, and the s.h.i.+p flying, gliding along, over the blue waves, like a perfect beauty as she was.

With the wind thus in our favour, it was not long before we had lost sight of Cardigan Bay, pa.s.sed the Scilly Islands, and entered the ocean, the broad Atlantic. We had long pa.s.sed the Cape Verde Isles, which derive their names from being covered with quant.i.ties of _Adansonia_ or baobab trees, whose stems are at times 34 feet in circ.u.mference, though they rarely exceed 60 feet in height. These trees so cover the sandy plains of the above-mentioned Islands with their umbrella-shaped tops, that approaching them they present the appearance of one vast field of green verdure. We had long pa.s.sed them I say before the weather at all changed, then but for a brief s.p.a.ce, as we had scarcely crossed the line, before the wind again chopped round to north, and so continued till we reached the Cape of Good Hope, sighting the Table Rock, and the misty cloud hanging above--its tablecloth, as it has been termed--about six a.m. Here we stayed to take in water, of which we were growing scarce, and afterwards proceeded on our course, bringing as it seemed the wind with us, for it speedily veered due south.