<p>If it should be doubted whether we can bring this case within the letter
of any capital law now subsisting, I am ashamed to own it cannot; for
surely no crime better deserves such punishment; but the remedy may,
nevertheless, be immediate; and if a law was made at the beginning of next
session, to take place immediately, by which the starving thousands of
poor was declared to be felony, without benefit of clergy, the fishmongers
would be hanged before the end of the session. A second method of filling
the mouths of the poor, if not with loaves at least with fishes, is to
desire the magistrates to carry into execution one at least out of near a
hundred acts of parliament, for preserving the small fry of the river of
Thames, by which means as few fish would satisfy thousands as may now be
devoured by a small number of individuals. But while a fisherman can break
through the strongest meshes of an act of parliament, we may be assured he
will learn so to contrive his own meshes that the smallest fry will not be
able to swim through them.</p>
<p>Other methods may, we doubt not, he suggested by those who shall
attentively consider the evil here hinted at; but we have dwelt too long
on it already, and shall conclude with observing that it is difficult to
affirm whether the atrocity of the evil itself, the facility of curing it,
or the shameful neglect of the cure, be the more scandalous or more
astonishing.</p>
<p>After having, however, gloriously regaled myself with this food, I was
washing it down with some good claret with my wife and her friend, in the
cabin, when the captain's valet-de-chambre, head cook, house and ship
steward, footman in livery and out on't, secretary and fore-mast man, all
burst into the cabin at once, being, indeed, all but one person, and,
without saying, by your leave, began to pack half a hogshead of small beer
in bottles, the necessary consequence of which must have been either a
total stop to conversation at that cheerful season when it is most
agreeable, or the admitting that polyonymous officer aforesaid to the
participation of it. I desired him therefore to delay his purpose a little
longer, but he refused to grant my request; nor was he prevailed on to
quit the room till he was threatened with having one bottle to pack more
than his number, which then happened to stand empty within my reach. With
these menaces he retired at last, but not without muttering some menaces
on his side, and which, to our great terror, he failed not to put into
immediate execution.</p>
<p>Our captain was gone to dinner this day with his Swiss brother; and,
though he was a very sober man, was a little elevated with some champagne,
which, as it cost the Swiss little or nothing, he dispensed at his table
more liberally than our hospitable English noblemen put about those
bottles, which the ingenious Peter Taylor teaches a led captain to avoid
by distinguishing by the name of that generous liquor, which all humble
companions are taught to postpone to the flavor of methuen, or honest
port.</p>
<p>While our two captains were thus regaling themselves, and celebrating
their own heroic exploits with all the inspiration which the liquor, at
least, of wit could afford them, the polyonymous officer arrived, and,
being saluted by the name of Honest Tom, was ordered to sit down and take
his glass before he delivered his message; for every sailor is by turns
his captain's mate over a cann, except only that captain bashaw who
presides in a man-of-war, and who upon earth has no other mate, unless it
be another of the same bashaws. Tom had no sooner swallowed his draught
than he hastily began his narrative, and faithfully related what had
happened on board our ship; we say faithfully, though from what happened
it may be suspected that Tom chose to add perhaps only five or six
immaterial circumstances, as is always I believe the case, and may
possibly have been done by me in relating this very story, though it
happened not many hours ago.</p>
<p>No sooner was the captain informed of the interruption which had been
given to his officer, and indeed to his orders, for he thought no time so
convenient as that of his absence for causing any confusion in the cabin,
than he leaped with such haste from his chair that he had like to have
broke his sword, with which he always begirt himself when he walked out of
his ship, and sometimes when he walked about in it; at the same time,
grasping eagerly that other implement called a cockade, which modern
soldiers wear on their helmets with the same view as the ancients did
their crests—to terrify the enemy he muttered something, but so
inarticulately that the word DAMN was only intelligible; he then hastily
took leave of the Swiss captain, who was too well bred to press his stay
on such an occasion, and leaped first from the ship to his boat, and then
from his boat to his own ship, with as much fierceness in his looks as he
had ever expressed on boarding his defenseless prey in the honorable
calling of a privateer. Having regained the middle deck, he paused a
moment while Tom and others loaded themselves with bottles, and then
descending into the cabin exclaimed with a thundering voice, "D—n
me, why arn't the bottles stowed in, according to my orders?"</p>
<p>I answered him very mildly that I had prevented his man from doing it, as
it was at an inconvenient time to me, and as in his absence, at least, I
esteemed the cabin to be my own. "Your cabin!" repeated he many times;
"no, d—n me! 'tis my cabin. Your cabin! d—n me! I have brought
my hogs to a fair market. I suppose indeed you think it your cabin, and
your ship, by your commanding in it; but I will command in it, d—n
me! I will show the world I am the commander, and nobody but I! Did you
think I sold you the command of my ship for that pitiful thirty pounds? I
wish I had not seen you nor your thirty pounds aboard of her." He then
repeated the words thirty pounds often, with great disdain, and with a
contempt which I own the sum did not seem to deserve in my eye, either in
itself or on the present occasion; being, indeed, paid for the freight of
—— weight of human flesh, which is above fifty per cent dearer
than the freight of any other luggage, whilst in reality it takes up less
room; in fact, no room at all.</p>
<p>In truth, the sum was paid for nothing more than for a liberty to six
persons (two of them servants) to stay on board a ship while she sails
from one port to another, every shilling of which comes clear into the
captain's pocket. Ignorant people may perhaps imagine, especially when
they are told that the captain is obliged to sustain them, that their diet
at least is worth something, which may probably be now and then so far the
case as to deduct a tenth part from the net profits on this account; but
it was otherwise at present; for when I had contracted with the captain at
a price which I by no means thought moderate, I had some content in
thinking I should have no more to pay for my voyage; but I was whispered
that it was expected the passengers should find themselves in several
things; such as tea, wine, and such like; and particularly that gentlemen
should stow of the latter a much larger quantity than they could use, in
order to leave the remainder as a present to the captain at the end of the
voyage; and it was expected likewise that gentlemen should put aboard some
fresh stores, and the more of such things were put aboard the welcomer
they would be to the captain.</p>
<p>I was prevailed with by these hints to follow the advice proposed; and
accordingly, besides tea and a large hamper of wine, with several hams and
tongues, I caused a number of live chickens and sheep to be conveyed
aboard; in truth, treble the quantity of provisions which would have
supported the persons I took with me, had the voyage continued three
weeks, as it was supposed, with a bare possibility, it might.</p>
<p>Indeed it continued much longer; but as this was occasioned by our being
wind-bound in our own ports, it was by no means of any ill consequence to
the captain, as the additional stores of fish, fresh meat, butter, bread,
&c., which I constantly laid in, greatly exceeded the consumption, and
went some way in maintaining the ship's crew. It is true I was not obliged
to do this; but it seemed to be expected; for the captain did not think
himself obliged to do it, and I can truly say I soon ceased to expect it
of him. He had, I confess, on board a number of fowls and ducks sufficient
for a West India voyage; all of them, as he often said, "Very fine birds,
and of the largest breed." This I believe was really the fact, and I can
add that they were all arrived at the full perfection of their size. Nor
was there, I am convinced, any want of provisions of a more substantial
kind; such as dried beef, pork, and fish; so that the captain seemed ready
to perform his contract, and amply to provide for his passengers. What I
did then was not from necessity, but, perhaps, from a less excusable
motive, and was by no means chargeable to the account of the captain.</p>
<p>But, let the motive have been what it would, the consequence was still the
same; and this was such that I am firmly persuaded the whole pitiful
thirty pounds came pure and neat into the captain's pocket, and not only
so, but attended with the value of ten pound more in sundries into the
bargain. I must confess myself therefore at a loss how the epithet PITIFUL
came to be annexed to the above sum; for, not being a pitiful price for
what it was given, I cannot conceive it to be pitiful in itself; nor do I
believe it is thought by the greatest men in the kingdom; none of whom
would scruple to search for it in the dirtiest kennel, where they had only
a reasonable hope of success. How, therefore, such a sum should acquire
the idea of pitiful in the eyes of the master of a ship seems not easy to
be accounted for; since it appears more likely to produce in him ideas of
a different kind. Some men, perhaps, are no more sincere in the contempt
for it which they express than others in their contempt of money in
general; and I am the rather inclined to this persuasion, as I have seldom
heard of either who have refused or refunded this their despised object.
Besides, it is sometimes impossible to believe these professions, as every
action of the man's life is a contradiction to it. Who can believe a
tradesman who says he would not tell his name for the profit he gets by
the selling such a parcel of goods, when he hath told a thousand lies in
order to get it? Pitiful, indeed, is often applied to an object not
absolutely, but comparatively with our expectations, or with a greater
object: in which sense it is not easy to set any bounds to the use of the
word. Thus, a handful of halfpence daily appear pitiful to a porter, and a
handful of silver to a drawer. The latter, I am convinced, at a polite
tavern, will not tell his name (for he will not give you any answer) under
the price of gold. And in this sense thirty pound may be accounted pitiful
by the lowest mechanic.</p>
<p>One difficulty only seems to occur, and that is this: how comes it that,
if the profits of the meanest arts are so considerable, the professors of
them are not richer than we generally see them? One answer to this shall
suffice. Men do not become rich by what they get, but by what they keep.
He who is worth no more than his annual wages or salary, spends the whole;
he will be always a beggar let his income be what it will, and so will be
his family when he dies. This we see daily to be the case of
ecclesiastics, who, during their lives, are extremely well provided for,
only because they desire to maintain the honor of the cloth by living like
gentlemen, which would, perhaps, be better maintained by living unlike
them.</p>
<p>But, to return from so long a digression, to which the use of so improper
an epithet gave occasion, and to which the novelty of the subject allured,
I will make the reader amends by concisely telling him that the captain
poured forth such a torrent of abuse that I very hastily and very
foolishly resolved to quit the ship.</p>
<p>I gave immediate orders to summon a hoy to carry me that evening to
Dartmouth, without considering any consequence. Those orders I gave in no
very low voice, so that those above stairs might possibly conceive there
was more than one master in the cabin. In the same tone I likewise
threatened the captain with that which, he afterwards said, he feared more
than any rock or quicksand. Nor can we wonder at this when we are told he
had been twice obliged to bring to and cast anchor there before, and had
neither time escaped without the loss of almost his whole cargo.</p>
<p>The most distant sound of law thus frightened a man who had often, I am
convinced, heard numbers of cannon roar round him with intrepidity. Nor
did he sooner see the hoy approaching the vessel than he ran down again
into the cabin, and, his rage being perfectly subsided, he tumbled on his
knees, and a little too abjectly implored for mercy.</p>
<p>I did not suffer a brave man and an old man to remain a moment in this
posture, but I immediately forgave him.</p>
<p>And here, that I may not be thought the sly trumpeter of my own praises, I
do utterly disclaim all praise on the occasion. Neither did the greatness
of my mind dictate, nor the force of my Christianity exact, this
forgiveness. To speak truth, I forgave him from a motive which would make
men much more forgiving if they were much wiser than they are, because it
was convenient for me so to do.</p>
<p>Wednesday.—This morning the captain dressed himself in scarlet in
order to pay a visit to a Devonshire squire, to whom a captain of a ship
is a guest of no ordinary consequence, as he is a stranger and a
gentleman, who hath seen a great deal of the world in foreign parts, and
knows all the news of the times.</p>
<p>The squire, therefore, was to send his boat for the captain, but a most
unfortunate accident happened; for, as the wind was extremely rough and
against the hoy, while this was endeavoring to avail itself of great
seamanship in hauling up against the wind, a sudden squall carried off
sail and yard, or at least so disabled them that they were no longer of
any use and unable to reach the ship; but the captain, from the deck, saw
his hopes of venison disappointed, and was forced either to stay on board
his ship, or to hoist forth his own long-boat, which he could not prevail
with himself to think of, though the smell of the venison had had twenty
times its attraction. He did, indeed, love his ship as his wife, and his
boats as children, and never willingly trusted the latter, poor things! to
the dangers of the sea.</p>
<p>To say truth, notwithstanding the strict rigor with which he preserved the
dignity of his stations and the hasty impatience with which he resented
any affront to his person or orders, disobedience to which he could in no
instance brook in any person on board, he was one of the best natured
fellows alive. He acted the part of a father to his sailors; he expressed
great tenderness for any of them when ill, and never suffered any the
least work of supererogation to go unrewarded by a glass of gin. He even
extended his humanity, if I may so call it, to animals, and even his cats
and kittens had large shares in his affections.</p>
<p>An instance of which we saw this evening, when the cat, which had shown it
could not be drowned, was found suffocated under a feather-bed in the
cabin. I will not endeavor to describe his lamentations with more
prolixity than barely by saying they were grievous, and seemed to have
some mixture of the Irish howl in them. Nay, he carried his fondness even
to inanimate objects, of which we have above set down a pregnant example
in his demonstration of love and tenderness towards his boats and ship. He
spoke of a ship which he had commanded formerly, and which was long since
no more, which he had called the Princess of Brazil, as a widower of a
deceased wife. This ship, after having followed the honest business of
carrying goods and passengers for hire many years, did at last take to
evil courses and turn privateer, in which service, to use his own words,
she received many dreadful wounds, which he himself had felt as if they
had been his own.</p>
<p>Thursday.—As the wind did not yesterday discover any purpose of
shifting, and the water in my belly grew troublesome and rendered me
short-breathed, I began a second time to have apprehensions of wanting the
assistance of a trochar when none was to be found; I therefore concluded
to be tapped again by way of precaution, and accordingly I this morning
summoned on board a surgeon from a neighboring parish, one whom the
captain greatly recommended, and who did indeed perform his office with
much dexterity. He was, I believe, likewise a man of great judgment and
knowledge in the profession; but of this I cannot speak with perfect
certainty, for, when he was going to open on the dropsy at large and on
the particular degree of the distemper under which I labored, I was
obliged to stop him short, for the wind was changed, and the captain in
the utmost hurry to depart; and to desire him, instead of his opinion, to
assist me with his execution. I was now once more delivered from my
burden, which was not indeed so great as I had apprehended, wanting two
quarts of what was let out at the last operation.</p>
<p>While the surgeon was drawing away my water the sailors were drawing up
the anchor; both were finished at the same time; we unfurled our sails and
soon passed the Berry-head, which forms the mouth of the bay.</p>
<p>We had not however sailed far when the wind, which, had though with a slow
pace, kept us company about six miles, suddenly turned about, and offered
to conduct us back again; a favor which, though sorely against the grain,
we were obliged to accept.</p>
<p>Nothing remarkable happened this day; for as to the firm persuasion of the
captain that he was under the spell of witchcraft, I would not repeat it
too often, though indeed he repeated it an hundred times every day; in
truth, he talked of nothing else, and seemed not only to be satisfied in
general of his being bewitched, but actually to have fixed with good
certainty on the person of the witch, whom, had he lived in the days of
Sir Matthew Hale, he would have infallibly indicted, and very possibly
have hanged, for the detestable sin of witchcraft; but that law, and the
whole doctrine that supported it, are now out of fashion; and witches, as
a learned divine once chose to express himself, are put down by act of
parliament. This witch, in the captain's opinion, was no other than Mrs.
Francis of Ryde, who, as he insinuated, out of anger to me for not
spending more money in her house than she could produce anything to
exchange for, or ally pretense to charge for, had laid this spell on his
ship.</p>
<p>Though we were again got near our harbor by three in the afternoon, yet it
seemed to require a full hour or more before we could come to our former
place of anchoring, or berth, as the captain called it. On this occasion
we exemplified one of the few advantages which the travelers by water have
over the travelers by land. What would the latter often give for the sight
of one of those hospitable mansions where he is assured THAT THERE IS GOOD
ENTERTAINMENT FOR MAN AND HORSE; and where both may consequently promise
themselves to assuage that hunger which exercise is so sure to raise in a
healthy constitution.</p>
<p>At their arrival at this mansion how much happier is the state of the
horse than that of the master! The former is immediately led to his
repast, such as it is, and, whatever it is, he falls to it with appetite.
But the latter is in a much worse situation. His hunger, however violent,
is always in some degree delicate, and his food must have some kind of
ornament, or, as the more usual phrase is, of dressing, to recommend it.
Now all dressing requires time, and therefore, though perhaps the sheep
might be just killed before you came to the inn, yet in cutting him up,
fetching the joint, which the landlord by mistake said he had in the
house, from the butcher at two miles' distance, and afterwards warming it
a little by the fire, two hours at least must be consumed, while hunger,
for want of better food, preys all the time on the vitals of the man.</p>
<p>How different was the case with us! we carried our provision, our kitchen,
and our cook with us, and we were at one and the same time traveling on
our road, and sitting down to a repast of fish, with which the greatest
table in London can scarce at any rate be supplied.</p>
<p>Friday.—As we were disappointed of our wind, and obliged to return
back the preceding evening, we resolved to extract all the good we could
out of our misfortune, and to add considerably to our fresh stores of meat
and bread, with which we were very indifferently provided when we hurried
away yesterday. By the captain's advice we likewise laid in some stores of
butter, which we salted and potted ourselves, for our use at Lisbon, and
we had great reason afterwards to thank him for his advice.</p>
<p>In the afternoon I persuaded my wife whom it was no easy matter for me to
force from my side, to take a walk on shore, whither the gallant captain
declared he was ready to attend her. Accordingly the ladies set out, and
left me to enjoy a sweet and comfortable nap after the operation of the
preceding day.</p>
<p>Thus we enjoyed our separate pleasures full three hours, when we met
again, and my wife gave the foregoing account of the gentleman whom I have
before compared to Axylus, and of his habitation, to both which she had
been introduced by the captain, in the style of an old friend and
acquaintance, though this foundation of intimacy seemed to her to be no
deeper laid than in an accidental dinner, eaten many years before, at this
temple of hospitality, when the captain lay wind-bound in the same bay.</p>
<p>Saturday.—Early this morning the wind seemed inclined to change in
our favor. Our alert captain snatched its very first motion, and got under
sail with so very gentle a breeze that, as the tide was against him, he
recommended to a fishing boy to bring after him a vast salmon and some
other provisions which lay ready for him on shore.</p>
<p>Our anchor was up at six, and before nine in the morning we had doubled
the Berry-head, and were arrived off Dartmouth, having gone full three
miles in as many hours, in direct opposition to the tide, which only
befriended us out of our harbor; and though the wind was perhaps our
friend, it was so very silent, and exerted itself so little in our favor,
that, like some cool partisans, it was difficult to say whether it was
with us or against us. The captain, however, declared the former to be the
case during the whole three hours; but at last he perceived his error, or
rather, perhaps, this friend, which had hitherto wavered in choosing his
side, became now more determined. The captain then suddenly tacked about,
and, asserting that he was bewitched, submitted to return to the place
from whence he came. Now, though I am as free from superstition as any man
breathing, and never did believe in witches, notwithstanding all the
excellent arguments of my lord chief-justice Hale in their favor, and long
before they were put down by act of parliament, yet by what power a ship
of burden should sail three miles against both wind and tide, I cannot
conceive, unless there was some supernatural interposition in the case;
nay, could we admit that the wind stood neuter, the difficulty would still
remain. So that we must of necessity conclude that the ship was either
bewinded or bewitched. The captain, perhaps, had another meaning. He
imagined himself, I believe, bewitched, because the wind, instead of
persevering in its change in his favor, for change it certainly did that
morning, should suddenly return to its favorite station, and blow him back
towards the bay. But, if this was his opinion, he soon saw cause to alter;
for he had not measured half the way back when the wind again declared in
his favor, and so loudly, that there was no possibility of being mistaken.
The orders for the second tack were given, and obeyed with much more
alacrity than those had been for the first. We were all of us indeed in
high spirits on the occasion; though some of us a little regretted the
good things we were likely to leave behind us by the fisherman's neglect;
I might give it a worse name, for he faithfully promised to execute the
commission, which he had had abundant opportunity to do; but nautica fides
deserves as much to be proverbial as ever Punica fides could formerly have
done. Nay, when we consider that the Carthaginians came from the
Phoenicians who are supposed to have produced the first mariners, we may
probably see the true reason of the adage, and it may open a field of very
curious discoveries to the antiquarian.</p>
<p>We were, however, too eager to pursue our voyage to suffer anything we
left behind us to interrupt our happiness, which, indeed, many agreeable
circumstances conspired to advance. The weather was inexpressibly
pleasant, and we were all seated on the deck, when our canvas began to
swell with the wind. We had likewise in our view above thirty other sail
around us, all in the same situation. Here an observation occurred to me,
which, perhaps, though extremely obvious, did not offer itself to every
individual in our little fleet: when I perceived with what different
success we proceeded under the influence of a superior power which, while
we lay almost idle ourselves, pushed us forward on our intended voyage,
and compared this with the slow progress which we had made in the morning,
of ourselves, and without any such assistance, I could not help reflecting
how often the greatest abilities lie wind-bound as it were in life; or, if
they venture out and attempt to beat the seas, they struggle in vain
against wind and tide, and, if they have not sufficient prudence to put
back, are most probably cast away on the rocks and quicksands which are
every day ready to devour them.</p>
<p>It was now our fortune to set out melioribus avibus. The wind freshened so
briskly in our poop that the shore appeared to move from us as fast as we
did from the shore. The captain declared he was sure of a wind, meaning
its continuance; but he had disappointed us so often that he had lost all
credit. However, he kept his word a little better now, and we lost sight
of our native land as joyfully, at least, as it is usual to regain it.</p>
<p>Sunday.—The next morning the captain told me he thought himself
thirty miles to the westward of Plymouth, and before evening declared that
the Lizard Point, which is the extremity of Cornwall, bore several leagues
to leeward. Nothing remarkable passed this day, except the captain's
devotion, who, in his own phrase, summoned all hands to prayers, which
were read by a common sailor upon deck, with more devout force and address
than they are commonly read by a country curate, and received with more
decency and attention by the sailors than are usually preserved in city
congregations. I am indeed assured, that if any such affected disregard of
the solemn office in which they were engaged, as I have seen practiced by
fine gentlemen and ladies, expressing a kind of apprehension lest they
should be suspected of being really in earnest in their devotion, had been
shown here, they would have contracted the contempt of the whole audience.
To say the truth, from what I observed in the behavior of the sailors in
this voyage, and on comparing it with what I have formerly seen of them at
sea and on shore, I am convinced that on land there is nothing more idle
and dissolute; in their own element there are no persons near the level of
their degree who live in the constant practice of half so many good
qualities.</p>
<p>They are, for much the greater part, perfect masters of their business,
and always extremely alert, and ready in executing it, without any regard
to fatigue or hazard. The soldiers themselves are not better disciplined
nor more obedient to orders than these whilst aboard; they submit to every
difficulty which attends their calling with cheerfulness, and no less
virtues and patience and fortitude are exercised by them every day of
their lives. All these good qualities, however, they always leave behind
them on shipboard; the sailor out of water is, indeed, as wretched an
animal as the fish out of water; for though the former hath, in common
with amphibious animals, the bare power of existing on the land, yet if he
be kept there any time he never fails to become a nuisance. The ship
having had a good deal of motion since she was last under sail, our women
returned to their sickness, and I to my solitude; having, for twenty-four
hours together, scarce opened my lips to a single person. This
circumstance of being shut up within the circumference of a few yards,
with a score of human creatures, with not one of whom it was possible to
converse, was perhaps so rare as scarce ever to have happened before, nor
could it ever happen to one who disliked it more than myself, or to myself
at a season when I wanted more food for my social disposition, or could
converse less wholesomely and happily with my own thoughts. To this
accident, which fortune opened to me in the Downs, was owing the first
serious thought which I ever entertained of enrolling myself among the
voyage-writers; some of the most amusing pages, if, indeed, there be any
which deserve that name, were possibly the production of the most
disagreeable hours which ever haunted the author.</p>
<p>Monday.—At noon the captain took an observation, by which it
appeared that Ushant bore some leagues northward of us, and that we were
just entering the bay of Biscay. We had advanced a very few miles in this
bay before we were entirely becalmed: we furled our sails, as being of no
use to us while we lay in this most disagreeable situation, more detested
by the sailors than the most violent tempest: we were alarmed with the
loss of a fine piece of salt beef, which had been hung in the sea to
freshen it; this being, it seems, the strange property of salt-water. The
thief was immediately suspected, and presently afterwards taken by the
sailors. He was, indeed, no other than a huge shark, who, not knowing when
he was well off, swallowed another piece of beef, together with a great
iron crook on which it was hung, and by which he was dragged into the
ship. I should scarce have mentioned the catching this shark, though so
exactly conformable to the rules and practice of voyage-writing, had it
not been for a strange circumstance that attended it. This was the
recovery of the stolen beef out of the shark's maw, where it lay unchewed
and undigested, and whence, being conveyed into the pot, the flesh, and
the thief that had stolen it, joined together in furnishing variety to the
ship's crew.</p>
<p>During this calm we likewise found the mast of a large vessel, which the
captain thought had lain at least three years in the sea. It was stuck all
over with a little shell-fish or reptile, called a barnacle, and which
probably are the prey of the rockfish, as our captain calls it, asserting
that it is the finest fish in the world; for which we are obliged to
confide entirely to his taste; for, though he struck the fish with a kind
of harping-iron, and wounded him, I am convinced, to death, yet he could
not possess himself of his body; but the poor wretch escaped to linger out
a few hours with probably great torments.</p>
<p>In the evening our wind returned, and so briskly, that we ran upwards of
twenty leagues before the next day's [Tuesday's] observation, which
brought us to lat. 47 degrees 42'. The captain promised us a very speedy
passage through the bay; but he deceived us, or the wind deceived him, for
it so slackened at sunset, that it scarce carried us a mile in an hour
during the whole succeeding night.</p>
<p>Wednesday.—A gale struck up a little after sunrising, which carried
us between three and four knots or miles an hour. We were this day at noon
about the middle of the bay of Biscay, when the wind once more deserted
us, and we were so entirely becalmed, that we did not advance a mile in
many hours. My fresh-water reader will perhaps conceive no unpleasant idea
from this calm; but it affected us much more than a storm could have done;
for, as the irascible passions of men are apt to swell with indignation
long after the injury which first raised them is over, so fared it with
the sea. It rose mountains high, and lifted our poor ship up and down,
backwards and forwards, with so violent an emotion, that there was scarce
a man in the ship better able to stand than myself. Every utensil in our
cabin rolled up and down, as we should have rolled ourselves, had not our
chairs been fast lashed to the floor. In this situation, with our tables
likewise fastened by ropes, the captain and myself took our meal with some
difficulty, and swallowed a little of our broth, for we spilt much the
greater part. The remainder of our dinner being an old, lean, tame duck
roasted, I regretted but little the loss of, my teeth not being good
enough to have chewed it.</p>
<p>Our women, who began to creep out of their holes in the morning, retired
again within the cabin to their beds, and were no more heard of this day,
in which my whole comfort was to find by the captain's relation that the
swelling was sometimes much worse; he did, indeed, take this occasion to
be more communicative than ever, and informed me of such misadventures
that had befallen him within forty-six years at sea as might frighten a
very bold spirit from undertaking even the shortest voyage. Were these,
indeed, but universally known, our matrons of quality would possibly be
deterred from venturing their tender offspring at sea; by which means our
navy would lose the honor of many a young commodore, who at twenty-two is
better versed in maritime affairs than real seamen are made by experience
at sixty. And this may, perhaps, appear the more extraordinary, as the
education of both seems to be pretty much the same; neither of them having
had their courage tried by Virgil's description of a storm, in which,
inspired as he was, I doubt whether our captain doth not exceed him. In
the evening the wind, which continued in the N.W., again freshened, and
that so briskly that Cape Finisterre appeared by this day's observation to
bear a few miles to the southward. We now indeed sailed, or rather flew,
near ten knots an hour; and the captain, in the redundancy of his
good-humor, declared he would go to church at Lisbon on Sunday next, for
that he was sure of a wind; and, indeed, we all firmly believed him. But
the event again contradicted him; for we were again visited by a calm in
the evening.</p>
<p>But here, though our voyage was retarded, we were entertained with a
scene, which as no one can behold without going to sea, so no one can form
an idea of anything equal to it on shore. We were seated on the deck,
women and all, in the serenest evening that can be imagined. Not a single
cloud presented itself to our view, and the sun himself was the only
object which engrossed our whole attention. He did indeed set with a
majesty which is incapable of description, with which, while the horizon
was yet blazing with glory, our eyes were called off to the opposite part
to survey the moon, which was then at full, and which in rising presented
us with the second object that this world hath offered to our vision.
Compared to these the pageantry of theaters, or splendor of courts, are
sights almost below the regard of children. We did not return from the
deck till late in the evening; the weather being inexpressibly pleasant,
and so warm that even my old distemper perceived the alteration of the
climate. There was indeed a swell, but nothing comparable to what we had
felt before, and it affected us on the deck much less than in the cabin.</p>
<p>Friday.—The calm continued till sun-rising, when the wind likewise
arose, but unluckily for us it came from a wrong quarter; it was S.S.E.,
which is that very wind which Juno would have solicited of Aeolus, had
Gneas been in our latitude bound for Lisbon.</p>
<p>The captain now put on his most melancholy aspect, and resumed his former
opinion that he was bewitched. He declared with great solemnity that this
was worse and worse, for that a wind directly in his teeth was worse than
no wind at all. Had we pursued the course which the wind persuaded us to
take we had gone directly for Newfoundland, if we had not fallen in with
Ireland in our way. Two ways remained to avoid this; one was to put into a
port of Galicia; the other, to beat to the westward with as little sail as
possible: and this was our captain's election.</p>
<p>As for us, poor passengers, any port would have been welcome to us;
especially, as not only our fresh provisions, except a great number of old
ducks and fowls, but even our bread was come to an end, and nothing but
sea-biscuit remained, which I could not chew. So that now for the first
time in my life I saw what it was to want a bit of bread.</p>
<p>The wind however was not so unkind as we had apprehended; but, having
declined with the sun, it changed at the approach of the moon, and became
again favorable to us, though so gentle that the next day's observation
carried us very little to the southward of Cape Finisterre. This evening
at six the wind, which had been very quiet all day, rose very high, and
continuing in our favor drove us seven knots an hour.</p>
<p>This day we saw a sail, the only one, as I heard of, we had seen in our
whole passage through the bay. I mention this on account of what appeared
to me somewhat extraordinary. Though she was at such a distance that I
could only perceive she was a ship, the sailors discovered that she was a
snow, bound to a port in Galicia.</p>
<p>Sunday.—After prayers, which our good captain read on the deck with
an audible voice, and with but one mistake, of a lion for Elias, in the
second lesson for this day, we found ourselves far advanced in 42 degrees,
and the captain declared we should sup off Porte. We had not much wind
this day; but, as this was directly in our favor, we made it up with sail,
of which we crowded all we had. We went only at the rate of four miles an
hour, but with so uneasy a motion, continuing rolling from side to side,
that I suffered more than I had done in our whole voyage; my bowels being
almost twisted out of my belly. However, the day was very serene and
bright, and the captain, who was in high spirits, affirmed he had never
passed a pleasanter at sea.</p>
<p>The wind continued so brisk that we ran upward of six knots an hour the
whole night.</p>
<p>Monday.—In the morning our captain concluded that he was got into
lat. 40 degrees, and was very little short of the Burlings, as they are
called in the charts. We came up with them at five in the afternoon, being
the first land we had distinctly seen since we left Devonshire. They
consist of abundance of little rocky islands, a little distant from the
shore, three of them only showing themselves above the water.</p>
<p>Here the Portuguese maintain a kind of garrison, if we may allow it that
name. It consists of malefactors, who are banished hither for a term, for
divers small offenses—a policy which they may have copied from the
Egyptians, as we may read in Diodorus Siculus. That wise people, to
prevent the corruption of good manners by evil communication, built a town
on the Red Sea, whither they transported a great number of their
criminals, having first set an indelible mark on them, to prevent their
returning and mixing with the sober part of their citizens. These rocks
lie about fifteen leagues northwest of Cape Roxent, or, as it is commonly
called, the Rock of Lisbon, which we passed early the next morning. The
wind, indeed, would have carried us thither sooner; but the captain was
not in a hurry, as he was to lose nothing by his delay.</p>
<p>Tuesday.—This is a very high mountain, situated on the northern side
of the mouth of the river Tajo, which, rising about Madrid, in Spain, and
soon becoming navigable for small craft, empties itself, after a long
course, into the sea, about four leagues below Lisbon.</p>
<p>On the summit of the rock stands a hermitage, which is now in the
possession of an Englishman, who was formerly master of a vessel trading
to Lisbon; and, having changed his religion and his manners, the latter of
which, at least, were none of the best, betook himself to this place, in
order to do penance for his sins. He is now very old, and hath inhabited
this hermitage for a great number of years, during which he hath received
some countenance from the royal family, and particularly from the present
queen dowager, whose piety refuses no trouble or expense by which she may
make a proselyte, being used to say that the saving one soul would repay
all the endeavors of her life. Here we waited for the tide, and had the
pleasure of surveying the face of the country, the soil of which, at this
season, exactly resembles an old brick-kiln, or a field where the green
sward is pared up and set a-burning, or rather a smoking, in little heaps
to manure the land. This sight will, perhaps, of all others, make an
Englishman proud of, and pleased with, his own country, which in verdure
excels, I believe, every other country. Another deficiency here is the
want of large trees, nothing above a shrub being here to be discovered in
the circumference of many miles.</p>
<p>At this place we took a pilot on board, who, being the first Portuguese we
spoke to, gave us an instance of that religious observance which is paid
by all nations to their laws; for, whereas it is here a capital offense to
assist any person in going on shore from a foreign vessel before it hath
been examined, and every person in it viewed by the magistrates of health,
as they are called, this worthy pilot, for a very small reward, rowed the
Portuguese priest to shore at this place, beyond which he did not dare to
advance, and in venturing whither he had given sufficient testimony of
love for his native country.</p>
<p>We did not enter the Tajo till noon, when, after passing several old
castles and other buildings which had greatly the aspect of ruins, we came
to the castle of Bellisle, where we had a full prospect of Lisbon, and
were, indeed, within three miles of it.</p>
<p>Here we were saluted with a gun, which was a signal to pass no farther
till we had complied with certain ceremonies which the laws of this
country require to be observed by all ships which arrive in this port. We
were obliged then to cast anchor, and expect the arrival of the officers
of the customs, without whose passport no ship must proceed farther than
this place.</p>
<p>Here likewise we received a visit from one of those magistrates of health
before mentioned. He refused to come on board the ship till every person
in her had been drawn up on deck and personally viewed by him. This
occasioned some delay on my part, as it was not the work of a minute to
lift me from the cabin to the deck. The captain thought my particular case
might have been excused from this ceremony, and that it would be
abundantly sufficient if the magistrate, who was obliged afterwards to
visit the cabin, surveyed me there. But this did not satisfy the
magistrate's strict regard to his duty. When he was told of my lameness,
he called out, with a voice of authority, "Let him be brought up," and his
orders were presently complied with. He was, indeed, a person of great
dignity, as well as of the most exact fidelity in the discharge of his
trust. Both which are the more admirable as his salary is less than thirty
pounds English per annum.</p>
<p>Before a ship hath been visited by one of those magistrates no person can
lawfully go on board her, nor can any on board depart from her. This I saw
exemplified in a remarkable instance. The young lad whom I have mentioned
as one of our passengers was here met by his father, who, on the first
news of the captain's arrival, came from Lisbon to Bellisle in a boat,
being eager to embrace a son whom he had not seen for many years. But when
he came alongside our ship neither did the father dare ascend nor the son
descend, as the magistrate of health had not yet been on board. Some of
our readers will, perhaps, admire the great caution of this policy, so
nicely calculated for the preservation of this country from all
pestilential distempers. Others will as probably regard it as too exact
and formal to be constantly persisted in, in seasons of the utmost safety,
as well as in times of danger. I will not decide either way, but will
content myself with observing that I never yet saw or heard of a place
where a traveler had so much trouble given him at his landing as here. The
only use of which, as all such matters begin and end in form only, is to
put it into the power of low and mean fellows to be either rudely
officious or grossly corrupt, as they shall see occasion to prefer the
gratification of their pride or of their avarice.</p>
<p>Of this kind, likewise, is that power which is lodged with other officers
here, of taking away every grain of snuff and every leaf of tobacco
brought hither from other countries, though only for the temporary use of
the person during his residence here. This is executed with great
insolence, and, as it is in the hands of the dregs of the people, very
scandalously; for, under pretense of searching for tobacco and snuff, they
are sure to steal whatever they can find, insomuch that when they came on
board our sailors addressed us in the Covent-garden language: "Pray,
gentlemen and ladies, take care of your swords and watches." Indeed, I
never yet saw anything equal to the contempt and hatred which our honest
tars every moment expressed for these Portuguese officers.</p>
<p>At Bellisle lies buried Catharine of Arragon, widow of prince Arthur,
eldest son of our Henry VII, afterwards married to, and divorced from
Henry VIII. Close by the church where her remains are deposited is a large
convent of Geronymites, one of the most beautiful piles of building in all
Portugal.</p>
<p>In the evening, at twelve, our ship, having received previous visits from
all the necessary parties, took the advantage of the tide, and having
sailed up to Lisbon cast anchor there, in a calm and moonshiny night,
which made the passage incredibly pleasant to the women, who remained
three hours enjoying it, whilst I was left to the cooler transports of
enjoying their pleasures at second-hand; and yet, cooler as they may be,
whoever is totally ignorant of such sensation is, at the same time, void
of all ideas of friendship.</p>
<p>Wednesday.—Lisbon, before which we now lay at anchor, is said to be
built on the same number of hills with old Rome; but these do not all
appear to the water; on the contrary, one sees from thence one vast high
hill and rock, with buildings arising above one another, and that in so
steep and almost perpendicular a manner, that they all seem to have but
one foundation.</p>
<p>As the houses, convents, churches, &c., are large, and all built with
white stone, they look very beautiful at a distance; but as you approach
nearer, and find them to want every kind of ornament, all idea of beauty
vanishes at once. While I was surveying the prospect of this city, which
bears so little resemblance to any other that I have ever seen, a
reflection occurred to me that, if a man was suddenly to be removed from
Palmyra hither, and should take a view of no other city, in how glorious a
light would the ancient architecture appear to him! and what desolation
and destruction of arts and sciences would he conclude had happened
between the several eras of these cities!</p>
<p>I had now waited full three hours upon deck for the return of my man, whom
I had sent to bespeak a good dinner (a thing which had been long unknown
to me) on shore, and then to bring a Lisbon chaise with him to the
seashore; but it seems the impertinence of the providore was not yet
brought to a conclusion. At three o'clock, when I was from emptiness,
rather faint than hungry, my man returned, and told me there was a new law
lately made that no passenger should set his foot on shore without a
special order from the providore, and that he himself would have been sent
to prison for disobeying it, had he not been protected as the servant of
the captain. He informed me likewise that the captain had been very
industrious to get this order, but that it was then the providore's hour
of sleep, a time when no man, except the king himself, durst disturb him.</p>
<p>To avoid prolixity, though in a part of my narrative which may be more
agreeable to my reader than it was to me, the providore, having at last
finished his nap, dispatched this absurd matter of form, and gave me leave
to come, or rather to be carried, on shore.</p>
<p>What it was that gave the first hint of this strange law is not easy to
guess. Possibly, in the infancy of their defection, and before their
government could be well established, they were willing to guard against
the bare possibility of surprise, of the success of which bare possibility
the Trojan horse will remain for ever on record, as a great and memorable
example. Now the Portuguese have no walls to secure them, and a vessel of
two or three hundred tons will contain a much larger body of troops than
could be concealed in that famous machine, though Virgil tells us
(somewhat hyperbolically, I believe) that it was as big as a mountain.</p>
<p>About seven in the evening I got into a chaise on shore, and was driven
through the nastiest city in the world, though at the same time one of the
most populous, to a kind of coffee-house, which is very pleasantly
situated on the brow of a hill, about a mile from the city, and hath a
very fine prospect of the river Tajo from Lisbon to the sea. Here we
regaled ourselves with a good supper, for which we were as well charged as
if the bill had been made on the Bath-road, between Newbury and London.</p>
<p>And now we could joyfully say,</p>
<p>Egressi optata Troes potiuntur arena.<br/></p>
<p>Therefore, in the words of Horace,</p>
<p>—hie Finis chartaeque viaeque.<br/></p>
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