<p>To come, then, by the just degrees to the particulars of this
part of my story. You may suppose, that having now lived
almost four years in the Brazils, and beginning to thrive and
prosper very well upon my plantation, I had not only learned the
language, but had contracted acquaintance and friendship among my
fellow-planters, as well as among the merchants at St. Salvador,
which was our port; and that, in my discourses among them, I had
frequently given them an account of my two voyages to the coast
of Guinea: the manner of trading with the negroes there, and how
easy it was to purchase upon the coast for trifles—such as
beads, toys, knives, scissors, hatchets, bits of glass, and the
like—not only gold-dust, Guinea grains, elephants’
teeth, &c., but negroes, for the service of the Brazils, in
great numbers.</p>
<p>They listened always very attentively to my discourses on
these heads, but especially to that part which related to the
buying of negroes, which was a trade at that time, not only not
far entered into, but, as far as it was, had been carried on by
assientos, or permission of the kings of Spain and Portugal, and
engrossed in the public stock: so that few negroes were bought,
and these excessively dear.</p>
<p>It happened, being in company with some merchants and planters
of my acquaintance, and talking of those things very earnestly,
three of them came to me next morning, and told me they had been
musing very much upon what I had discoursed with them of the last
night, and they came to make a secret proposal to me; and, after
enjoining me to secrecy, they told me that they had a mind to fit
out a ship to go to Guinea; that they had all plantations as well
as I, and were straitened for nothing so much as servants; that
as it was a trade that could not be carried on, because they
could not publicly sell the negroes when they came home, so they
desired to make but one voyage, to bring the negroes on shore
privately, and divide them among their own plantations; and, in a
word, the question was whether I would go their supercargo in the
ship, to manage the trading part upon the coast of Guinea; and
they offered me that I should have my equal share of the negroes,
without providing any part of the stock.</p>
<p>This was a fair proposal, it must be confessed, had it been
made to any one that had not had a settlement and a plantation of
his own to look after, which was in a fair way of coming to be
very considerable, and with a good stock upon it; but for me,
that was thus entered and established, and had nothing to do but
to go on as I had begun, for three or four years more, and to
have sent for the other hundred pounds from England; and who in
that time, and with that little addition, could scarce have
failed of being worth three or four thousand pounds sterling, and
that increasing too—for me to think of such a voyage was
the most preposterous thing that ever man in such circumstances
could be guilty of.</p>
<p>But I, that was born to be my own destroyer, could no more
resist the offer than I could restrain my first rambling designs
when my father’ good counsel was lost upon me. In a
word, I told them I would go with all my heart, if they would
undertake to look after my plantation in my absence, and would
dispose of it to such as I should direct, if I miscarried.
This they all engaged to do, and entered into writings or
covenants to do so; and I made a formal will, disposing of my
plantation and effects in case of my death, making the captain of
the ship that had saved my life, as before, my universal heir,
but obliging him to dispose of my effects as I had directed in my
will; one half of the produce being to himself, and the other to
be shipped to England.</p>
<p>In short, I took all possible caution to preserve my effects
and to keep up my plantation. Had I used half as much
prudence to have looked into my own interest, and have made a
judgment of what I ought to have done and not to have done, I had
certainly never gone away from so prosperous an undertaking,
leaving all the probable views of a thriving circumstance, and
gone upon a voyage to sea, attended with all its common hazards,
to say nothing of the reasons I had to expect particular
misfortunes to myself.</p>
<p>But I was hurried on, and obeyed blindly the dictates of my
fancy rather than my reason; and, accordingly, the ship being
fitted out, and the cargo furnished, and all things done, as by
agreement, by my partners in the voyage, I went on board in an
evil hour, the 1st September 1659, being the same day eight years
that I went from my father and mother at Hull, in order to act
the rebel to their authority, and the fool to my own
interests.</p>
<p>Our ship was about one hundred and twenty tons burden, carried
six guns and fourteen men, besides the master, his boy, and
myself. We had on board no large cargo of goods, except of
such toys as were fit for our trade with the negroes, such as
beads, bits of glass, shells, and other trifles, especially
little looking-glasses, knives, scissors, hatchets, and the
like.</p>
<p>The same day I went on board we set sail, standing away to the
northward upon our own coast, with design to stretch over for the
African coast when we came about ten or twelve degrees of
northern latitude, which, it seems, was the manner of course in
those days. We had very good weather, only excessively hot,
all the way upon our own coast, till we came to the height of
Cape St. Augustino; from whence, keeping further off at sea, we
lost sight of land, and steered as if we were bound for the isle
Fernando de Noronha, holding our course N.E. by N., and leaving
those isles on the east. In this course we passed the line
in about twelve days’ time, and were, by our last
observation, in seven degrees twenty-two minutes northern
latitude, when a violent tornado, or hurricane, took us quite out
of our knowledge. It began from the south-east, came about
to the north-west, and then settled in the north-east; from
whence it blew in such a terrible manner, that for twelve days
together we could do nothing but drive, and, scudding away before
it, let it carry us whither fate and the fury of the winds
directed; and, during these twelve days, I need not say that I
expected every day to be swallowed up; nor, indeed, did any in
the ship expect to save their lives.</p>
<p>In this distress we had, besides the terror of the storm, one
of our men die of the calenture, and one man and the boy washed
overboard. About the twelfth day, the weather abating a
little, the master made an observation as well as he could, and
found that he was in about eleven degrees north latitude, but
that he was twenty-two degrees of longitude difference west from
Cape St. Augustino; so that he found he was upon the coast of
Guiana, or the north part of Brazil, beyond the river Amazon,
toward that of the river Orinoco, commonly called the Great
River; and began to consult with me what course he should take,
for the ship was leaky, and very much disabled, and he was going
directly back to the coast of Brazil.</p>
<p>I was positively against that; and looking over the charts of
the sea-coast of America with him, we concluded there was no
inhabited country for us to have recourse to till we came within
the circle of the Caribbee Islands, and therefore resolved to
stand away for Barbadoes; which, by keeping off at sea, to avoid
the indraft of the Bay or Gulf of Mexico, we might easily
perform, as we hoped, in about fifteen days’ sail; whereas
we could not possibly make our voyage to the coast of Africa
without some assistance both to our ship and to ourselves.</p>
<p>With this design we changed our course, and steered away N.W.
by W., in order to reach some of our English islands, where I
hoped for relief. But our voyage was otherwise determined;
for, being in the latitude of twelve degrees eighteen minutes, a
second storm came upon us, which carried us away with the same
impetuosity westward, and drove us so out of the way of all human
commerce, that, had all our lives been saved as to the sea, we
were rather in danger of being devoured by savages than ever
returning to our own country.</p>
<p>In this distress, the wind still blowing very hard, one of our
men early in the morning cried out, “Land!” and we
had no sooner run out of the cabin to look out, in hopes of
seeing whereabouts in the world we were, than the ship struck
upon a sand, and in a moment her motion being so stopped, the sea
broke over her in such a manner that we expected we should all
have perished immediately; and we were immediately driven into
our close quarters, to shelter us from the very foam and spray of
the sea.</p>
<p>It is not easy for any one who has not been in the like
condition to describe or conceive the consternation of men in
such circumstances. We knew nothing where we were, or upon
what land it was we were driven—whether an island or the
main, whether inhabited or not inhabited. As the rage of
the wind was still great, though rather less than at first, we
could not so much as hope to have the ship hold many minutes
without breaking into pieces, unless the winds, by a kind of
miracle, should turn immediately about. In a word, we sat
looking upon one another, and expecting death every moment, and
every man, accordingly, preparing for another world; for there
was little or nothing more for us to do in this. That which
was our present comfort, and all the comfort we had, was that,
contrary to our expectation, the ship did not break yet, and that
the master said the wind began to abate.</p>
<p>Now, though we thought that the wind did a little abate, yet
the ship having thus struck upon the sand, and sticking too fast
for us to expect her getting off, we were in a dreadful condition
indeed, and had nothing to do but to think of saving our lives as
well as we could. We had a boat at our stern just before
the storm, but she was first staved by dashing against the
ship’s rudder, and in the next place she broke away, and
either sunk or was driven off to sea; so there was no hope from
her. We had another boat on board, but how to get her off
into the sea was a doubtful thing. However, there was no
time to debate, for we fancied that the ship would break in
pieces every minute, and some told us she was actually broken
already.</p>
<p>In this distress the mate of our vessel laid hold of the boat,
and with the help of the rest of the men got her slung over the
ship’s side; and getting all into her, let go, and
committed ourselves, being eleven in number, to God’s mercy
and the wild sea; for though the storm was abated considerably,
yet the sea ran dreadfully high upon the shore, and might be well
called <i>den wild zee</i>, as the Dutch call the sea in a
storm.</p>
<p>And now our case was very dismal indeed; for we all saw
plainly that the sea went so high that the boat could not live,
and that we should be inevitably drowned. As to making
sail, we had none, nor if we had could we have done anything with
it; so we worked at the oar towards the land, though with heavy
hearts, like men going to execution; for we all knew that when
the boat came near the shore she would be dashed in a thousand
pieces by the breach of the sea. However, we committed our
souls to God in the most earnest manner; and the wind driving us
towards the shore, we hastened our destruction with our own
hands, pulling as well as we could towards land.</p>
<p>What the shore was, whether rock or sand, whether steep or
shoal, we knew not. The only hope that could rationally
give us the least shadow of expectation was, if we might find
some bay or gulf, or the mouth of some river, where by great
chance we might have run our boat in, or got under the lee of the
land, and perhaps made smooth water. But there was nothing
like this appeared; but as we made nearer and nearer the shore,
the land looked more frightful than the sea.</p>
<p>After we had rowed, or rather driven about a league and a
half, as we reckoned it, a raging wave, mountain-like, came
rolling astern of us, and plainly bade us expect the <i>coup de
grâce</i>. It took us with such a fury, that it
overset the boat at once; and separating us as well from the boat
as from one another, gave us no time to say, “O God!”
for we were all swallowed up in a moment.</p>
<p>Nothing can describe the confusion of thought which I felt
when I sank into the water; for though I swam very well, yet I
could not deliver myself from the waves so as to draw breath,
till that wave having driven me, or rather carried me, a vast way
on towards the shore, and having spent itself, went back, and
left me upon the land almost dry, but half dead with the water I
took in. I had so much presence of mind, as well as breath
left, that seeing myself nearer the mainland than I expected, I
got upon my feet, and endeavoured to make on towards the land as
fast as I could before another wave should return and take me up
again; but I soon found it was impossible to avoid it; for I saw
the sea come after me as high as a great hill, and as furious as
an enemy, which I had no means or strength to contend with: my
business was to hold my breath, and raise myself upon the water
if I could; and so, by swimming, to preserve my breathing, and
pilot myself towards the shore, if possible, my greatest concern
now being that the sea, as it would carry me a great way towards
the shore when it came on, might not carry me back again with it
when it gave back towards the sea.</p>
<p>The wave that came upon me again buried me at once twenty or
thirty feet deep in its own body, and I could feel myself carried
with a mighty force and swiftness towards the shore—a very
great way; but I held my breath, and assisted myself to swim
still forward with all my might. I was ready to burst with
holding my breath, when, as I felt myself rising up, so, to my
immediate relief, I found my head and hands shoot out above the
surface of the water; and though it was not two seconds of time
that I could keep myself so, yet it relieved me greatly, gave me
breath, and new courage. I was covered again with water a
good while, but not so long but I held it out; and finding the
water had spent itself, and began to return, I struck forward
against the return of the waves, and felt ground again with my
feet. I stood still a few moments to recover breath, and
till the waters went from me, and then took to my heels and ran
with what strength I had further towards the shore. But
neither would this deliver me from the fury of the sea, which
came pouring in after me again; and twice more I was lifted up by
the waves and carried forward as before, the shore being very
flat.</p>
<p>The last time of these two had well-nigh been fatal to me, for
the sea having hurried me along as before, landed me, or rather
dashed me, against a piece of rock, and that with such force,
that it left me senseless, and indeed helpless, as to my own
deliverance; for the blow taking my side and breast, beat the
breath as it were quite out of my body; and had it returned again
immediately, I must have been strangled in the water; but I
recovered a little before the return of the waves, and seeing I
should be covered again with the water, I resolved to hold fast
by a piece of the rock, and so to hold my breath, if possible,
till the wave went back. Now, as the waves were not so high
as at first, being nearer land, I held my hold till the wave
abated, and then fetched another run, which brought me so near
the shore that the next wave, though it went over me, yet did not
so swallow me up as to carry me away; and the next run I took, I
got to the mainland, where, to my great comfort, I clambered up
the cliffs of the shore and sat me down upon the grass, free from
danger and quite out of the reach of the water.</p>
<p>I was now landed and safe on shore, and began to look up and
thank God that my life was saved, in a case wherein there was
some minutes before scarce any room to hope. I believe it
is impossible to express, to the life, what the ecstasies and
transports of the soul are, when it is so saved, as I may say,
out of the very grave: and I do not wonder now at the custom,
when a malefactor, who has the halter about his neck, is tied up,
and just going to be turned off, and has a reprieve brought to
him—I say, I do not wonder that they bring a surgeon with
it, to let him blood that very moment they tell him of it, that
the surprise may not drive the animal spirits from the heart and
overwhelm him.</p>
<blockquote><p>“For sudden joys, like griefs, confound at
first.”</p>
</blockquote>
<p>I walked about on the shore lifting up my hands, and my whole
being, as I may say, wrapped up in a contemplation of my
deliverance; making a thousand gestures and motions, which I
cannot describe; reflecting upon all my comrades that were
drowned, and that there should not be one soul saved but myself;
for, as for them, I never saw them afterwards, or any sign of
them, except three of their hats, one cap, and two shoes that
were not fellows.</p>
<p>I cast my eye to the stranded vessel, when, the breach and
froth of the sea being so big, I could hardly see it, it lay so
far of; and considered, Lord! how was it possible I could get on
shore?</p>
<p>After I had solaced my mind with the comfortable part of my
condition, I began to look round me, to see what kind of place I
was in, and what was next to be done; and I soon found my
comforts abate, and that, in a word, I had a dreadful
deliverance; for I was wet, had no clothes to shift me, nor
anything either to eat or drink to comfort me; neither did I see
any prospect before me but that of perishing with hunger or being
devoured by wild beasts; and that which was particularly
afflicting to me was, that I had no weapon, either to hunt and
kill any creature for my sustenance, or to defend myself against
any other creature that might desire to kill me for theirs.
In a word, I had nothing about me but a knife, a tobacco-pipe,
and a little tobacco in a box. This was all my provisions;
and this threw me into such terrible agonies of mind, that for a
while I ran about like a madman. Night coming upon me, I
began with a heavy heart to consider what would be my lot if
there were any ravenous beasts in that country, as at night they
always come abroad for their prey.</p>
<p>All the remedy that offered to my thoughts at that time was to
get up into a thick bushy tree like a fir, but thorny, which grew
near me, and where I resolved to sit all night, and consider the
next day what death I should die, for as yet I saw no prospect of
life. I walked about a furlong from the shore, to see if I
could find any fresh water to drink, which I did, to my great
joy; and having drank, and put a little tobacco into my mouth to
prevent hunger, I went to the tree, and getting up into it,
endeavoured to place myself so that if I should sleep I might not
fall. And having cut me a short stick, like a truncheon,
for my defence, I took up my lodging; and having been excessively
fatigued, I fell fast asleep, and slept as comfortably as, I
believe, few could have done in my condition, and found myself
more refreshed with it than, I think, I ever was on such an
occasion.</p>
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