At daylight next morning we catted the anchors, made all sail, and were the next day reposing7 like a swan in a lake at Black River. As notices from the merchants at Kingston had been sent to the different ports round the island that two men-of-war were going to take convoy to England, we were soon joined by several West Indiamen. This place can scarcely be called even a village, there being so few houses, and those straggling. The first time I went on shore I was called to by a stout8 man wearing a linen9 jacket and trousers, with an immense broad-brimmed straw hat on his head, and his address was abrupt10 and by no means polished. “What ship,” said he, “officer?” “The Volage,” replied I, not in love with the person’s face, which was bluish-red, with a large nose. “Then,” said he, “you bloody11 dog, come and bow to my bishop,” pointing to the best house there. I stared with astonishment12, and was turning away presuming he was a cloth in the wind or some [pg 170]madman escaped from his keeper. “Ho, ho! but you can’t go before you have bowed to my bishop,” he again called out; “come with me to my house, and we shall be better acquainted.” He took my arm; I thought him a character, which I afterwards found he was, and gave in to his whim13. On entering the verandah of the house, which was shaded by close Venetian blinds and very cool, he stopped before an immense large jug14 in the shape of a bishop. It was placed on a bracket slab15, so that to drink out of the corner of its hat, which was its beak16 or spout17, you were obliged to stoop. This I found he called bowing to his bishop. It contained delicious sangaree, and I bowed to it without being entreated18 to do so a second time. “Now,” said he, “you bloody dog, you have complied like a good fellow with my first request. Your captain dines with me to-morrow; I must insist on your doing so too, and then I shall consider you an obedient officer and worthy19 to bow to my bishop whenever you are thirsty. My dinner-hour is five o’clock, and as I am the magistrate of this overgrown metropolis20 I admit of no excuse.” I could not help smiling at this rough urbanity. I accepted the invitation, and at the appointed hour repaired to his house with the captain and surgeon. He received us with great good humour, and insisted, as we were bloody dogs—I understood afterwards he was very partial to naval21 officers and always called them by that pet name—that we should bow to his bishop before dinner. We met at his table [pg 171]our kind acquaintance Mr. S., his daughter, another gentleman, his wife and two nieces, who were going to England in one of the ships of the convoy. The dining-room was entirely22 of cedar23, and the floor like a mirror, very spacious24, and it partly projected over the river. Above the dining-table was a large punkah, which was kept in constant motion during dinner by two young grinning black girls. The table groaned25 with good things, and we did ample justice to our host’s entertainment. He was evidently a great humourist, and amused us at dinner by relating anecdotes26 of Lord Rodney and Admiral Benbow’s time. “There are,” said he, “twelve tough old fellows, of which I am the chairman, who keep up the twelfth of April by an annual dinner, and as he never flinched28 from the enemy, we never flinch27 from the bottle, and keep it up till daylight, when we are so gloriously sober that we are carried home by our slaves.” “Is it true,” said he, addressing the captain, “that Sir Eyre Coote is to supersede29 the Earl of B. as Governor of our Islands? Do you know anything of him?” “Only from report,” was the reply; “I think he distinguished30 himself by a brilliant victory over Hyder Ali in the East Indies.” “Why, the devil,” said he, “I beg your pardon, ladies, for swearing, do they send us soldiers as governors? We want something in the shape of a statesman with a lawyer’s head, with his wig31 and litigation. I have no fault to find with the earl; he has governed us very fairly, and I hope his [pg 172]successor will do the same, although we prefer a civilian32 to a soldier.”
After dinner we were amused by the feats33 of one of his household slaves named Paddy Whack34, who threw somersaults round the drawing-room, walked on his hands, and afterwards threw himself several times from the highest part of the bridge, about twenty-four feet, into the river. After coffee we took leave of our eccentric but warm-hearted host, who, on shaking hands, insisted on our bloody dogships dining with him once more before we sailed. We promised to do so conditionally35. Eighteen sail of merchant vessels36 had assembled, and we expected seven more. The surf had been high on the bar, and we had not had communication with the shore for the last two days. A canoe came off from Mr. C. with Paddy Whack, who delivered a note to the captain. “What is it about, boy?” said he. “Paper peak, massa,” was the reply; “Paddy only wait answer from Massa Captain.” The note was a pressing invitation to dine on shore the following day, and included the captain and officers. As I had dined with the worthy planter I persuaded the second lieutenant37 to go. The rest of the convoy having joined us, our sails were again swelling38 to a strong sea-breeze. The convoy of thirty sail of sugar-laden ships were hovering39 round us like chickens round the mother hen. Four others joined us at Bluefields, and off Negril Point we fell in with the S. frigate40, with the former Governor of Jamaica on [pg 173]board and three other West Indiamen. The captain went on board the S. to pay his respects and to receive his orders.
After his return on board the signal was made to make all sail, and away we bowled for the Gulf41 of Florida. We touched at the Caymans for turtle, and were cheated as usual. Nothing particular occurred during our passage but our nearly being run down by one of the ships of the convoy, and my having my left shoulder unshipped by being washed off one of the weather guns by a heavy sea, which obliged me to keep my cot for more than a fortnight. The eighth week brought us in sight of the Land’s End, when we repeated the signal for the convoy to separate for their respective ports. Those bound to London kept company with us as far as the Downs. I longed to be once more on my native shore, but I was doomed42 to be mortified43 for two days, as the surf on the beach was too high to admit a boat to land. On the third day I jumped on shore with a light heart and a thin pair of trousers, and repaired to the “Hoop and Griffin.” I had a desperate desire to have a cruise on horseback. I rang the bell, which was answered by one of the finest formed young women I ever beheld44. I was taken aback, and my heart, which I had brought from the West Indies, went like the handle of the chain pumps up and down. “What do you please to want, sir,” said she, with a most musically toned voice. I blushed and modestly requested to have a horse as soon as he could be got ready. “I am really sorry, [pg 174]sir,” answered she, “that all our horses are post-horses, but” continued she, with the gentlest accent in this world and probably many more, “we will procure45 you one.” “Many thanks,” said I; “and will you oblige me by sending up some bread and butter with some oysters46, but not those which are gathered from the mangrove47 trees,” for I had the West Indies in my mind. “Gathered from trees!—oysters from trees! I never heard of such a thing before,” said she, and she went laughing out of the room. The waiter soon appeared with what I had ordered, and a foaming48 tankard of ale which I had forgotten to order. During my repast I envied no one. I was as happy as a city alderman at a Lord Mayor’s feast; I could not contain myself or believe I was in England; I could not sit quietly in my chair; I paced the room, jumped, rubbed my hands and head, and in one of my ecstatic fits I rang the bell. My beautiful maid (not Braham’s) entered as I was cutting a caper49 extraordinary. “Did you ring, sir?” said she with a smile becoming an angel. “I believe I did,” I replied, “but I am not certain. I scarcely know what I am about. I have eaten my oysters, and now I wish for my horse.” “He is not quite ready yet, sir. You said something about oysters growing on trees, didn’t you, sir. I told it to my mother, and she thinks I did not understand what you said. Will you be good enough to tell me if they grow in orchards50 like our apples?” “I have seen thousands, and have eaten thousands that have [pg 175]grown on trees,” said I, “but not in orchards. The tree that bears them grows close to the water side; its lower branches dip into it, and are clustered by the shell-fish, which are very small, and you may swallow a dozen at a mouthful.” “Thank you, sir; my mother I am sure will believe me now. I will desire John to take away. Did you like our country oysters as well as those in foreign parts?” “They are,” said I, “like you, excellent.” “I will see if the horse is ready,” said she, as she dropped a curtsey and quitted the room.
Shortly after up came John to announce my horse being at the door. “Will you have a pair of master’s spurs, sir?” said he. “No, I thank you, my good fellow,” returned I. “Lend me a whip, and I shall be able to manage without spurs.” Behold51 a sailor on horseback, gentle reader, to the admiration52 or astonishment of all the bystanders, of which there were as many as would man a king’s cutter. I kept under moderate sail until I reached Middle Deal, when my companion brought up all standing53 at the door of a decent-looking house, nor could I make him again break ground until a maidservant opened the door. “Lord,” said she, “I thought it was the baker, sir, for you are on his horse.” “That accounts,” I said, “for his halting at your door. I wish, Betty, you would get him once more into plain sailing.” She most kindly54 took hold of the bridle55 and led him into the middle of the street. I now thought myself in the fair way, and I gave him a stroke with the whip, which I nearly [pg 176]repented, for he kicked up with his hind56 legs, and had not I seized the after part of the saddle I should have gone over his forecastle. I held on until he righted. After this freak, which was nearly knocking up my cruise, we jogged on steadily57 until we came to a narrow street, down which he turned in spite of all my endeavours to prevent him, and again hove to at the door of another house.
“This turning to windward,” thinks I, “will never do. It reminds me of Commodore Trunnion making a Tom Coxe’s traverse to fetch the church.” Whilst I was puzzling my wise noddle what I was to do next, a man passed me. “I wish you would get this horse under weigh,” said I, “for here have I been at single anchor for these five minutes at this door, and cannot cast him the right way.” “Why,” said he, “I knows that there horse; it be the baker’s.” “D——n the baker, and his horse too,” said I, not much pleased at his remark. “You are close to the Canterbury road, and mayhap if I leads him he may go on.” “You are the best fellow I have met for a quarter of an hour. Do get him into open cruising ground as fast as you can, for I have been on his back more than an hour, and have not gained half a mile.” He gave me a broad grin, and good-naturedly led the horse until I got clear of the houses. He then let go the bridle, gave the animal a smart slap on the flank, which set him off at a hand-gallop, and nearly jerked me over the taffrail. I kept him to his speed, and in about half an hour he stopped [pg 177]suddenly near a small farmhouse58, and I was again nearly going over his bows. A slovenly59 kind of woman hove in sight. I hailed her, and asked her to bring me a tumbler of milk, but I might as well have spoken to a Porto Rico donkey. She showed me her stern, and brought up in a piggery. “The devil take your hospitality,” said I. The weather was exceedingly warm, and I was very thirsty, which made me more hasty in my expressions to the Dulciana of the pigstye than I ought to have been. But show me the fair one who would not excuse a sailor thirsty and on the back of an animal as obstinate60 as a boat’s crew when cutting out. After a fruitless attempt to proceed further on my voyage of discovery, I hove about. The animal answered stays as well as any frigate, and was round sooner than the captain of the forecastle could clap the jib traveller over the end of the jib-boom. I was heartily61 tired of my horse cruise, and was glad when I hove to at the “Hoop and Griffin.”
As soon as I had thrown myself on the sofa, my beautiful maid entered. “Will you favour me with your name?” said I, addressing her with quarter-deck modesty62. “I am called Lucy,” said she. “That’s a very pretty name,” returned I. “Pray, Miss Lucy, may I ask where the horse came from I have been riding? I have had a worse cruise than a dismantled63 Dutch dogger on the Goodwin Sands. I have, into the bargain, lost out of my waistcoat-pocket two two-pound [pg 178]notes and five new gloves out of six which I very stupidly stuffed into my coat-pocket.” “I am very sorry, sir, indeed, for your misfortune,” answered she. “The horse came from the ‘Royal Oak.’ We desired them to send a quiet one, as it was for a gentleman who was not in the habit of riding.” “I wish they had sent me a donkey instead of the baker’s horse,” said I; “he took it into his head to stop at his master’s customers’ houses, nor could I make him leave them without assistance. No more cruising on horseback for me,” continued I. “Pray do let me have plenty of oysters and bread and butter, with a tankard of ale as smiling as yourself, as soon as the waiter can bring them up, for I am very hungry.” “We have a nice cold chicken in the house and some ham; shall I send them up too?” “That’s the stuff for trousers,” answered I. “Let all be handed up in the turn of a handspike, and if I do not do ample justice to the whole, you are not the prettiest girl I have seen. I suppose it would be treason to ask you to partake of the good things I have ordered?” “Oh, no, sir,” said she; “that is not the fashion in our house, for me to sit down with a strange gentleman.” Saying this, she left the room, and as I observed the smile which dimpled her blooming cheeks had vanished, I began to think I had said too much. Whilst I was in a blue study, up came chicken, ham, oysters, bread and butter, with the ale. I drew to the table and began with a keen West-country appetite, and for the first ten minutes forgot Lucy, baker’s horse, [pg 179]pound notes and gloves, and almost that it was growing dark, and that we were to sail by the next morning’s tide. Before I had finished moving my under jaw64, which had been in constant motion for the last twenty minutes, in came the purser and one of the mids to report the boat being on shore. “You have saved me from a surfeit,” exclaimed I. “Come,” said I to the youngster, “sit down and finish the feast. As for you, Master Purser, I know you have been faring well elsewhere, therefore I shall not ask you to take anything.”
Having paid the bill and shaken hands with Lucy, I jumped into the boat, and was soon on board. On seating myself in the gun-room, “Now, messmates,” said I, addressing the second lieutenant and surgeon, “you commissioned me to buy you each a pair of gloves. I fulfilled it to the letter, but I have left them on the Canterbury road.” I then related my adventure, which elicited65 a hearty66 laugh. “Now,” added I, “we will have a glass of grog, and drink to fair Lucy at the ‘Hoop and Griffin,’ for she is a very pretty girl, and I have lost half my heart.” “If we do not sail to-morrow,” replied they, “we will go on shore and see whether she deserves the appellation67 you have given her.” “Do,” said I, “and give my love to her.”
At daylight our signal was made to remain at anchor until further orders. On sending the last boat on shore for the officers, I ordered the midshipman who had charge of her to acquaint my messmates [pg 180]not to bring off any strangers to dinner, as no boat would leave the ship after they returned. About 3 p.m. the boat came on board, and, in contradiction to my order, brought off a stranger. The second lieutenant was first up the side, and the stranger followed. On his reaching the quarter-deck, he introduced him to me as a person sent off by the admiral as a broker68 to exchange English for foreign coin. He gave me his card, which I put into my pocket without looking at it. I began by telling him he had come on board at a very inconvenient69 time, and that, in consequence of the spring tide, the boat would not leave the ship until the morning. “It is of little consequence to me,” said he, very coolly; “I can remain where I am until that time.” “Respecting the errand you have come on,” I resumed, “I am afraid you will be disappointed, as two persons have already been before you.” “How came you,” said I to the youngster who had charge of the boat, “to disobey the order I gave you?” Before he could answer the surgeon came up and whispered to me, “It is your brother.” I examined his countenance70 more closely. He gave me one of his schoolboy grins and his hand, and then I was convinced. We had not seen each other for nearly nine years, and he had grown entirely out of my recollection. I did not give him the fraternal hug, but I shook him affectionately by the hand and told him I should not part with him until we reached Deptford, to which he willingly consented. He acquainted me with all family [pg 181]concerns, and that my mother was waiting in London, anxious to see me.
The following day we received on board eighteen French prisoners for the prison-ships in the river. We wished them at Jericho, where the man fell among those who used him worse than a Turk would have done. The same afternoon we daylighted the anchor, mastheaded the sails, crested71 the briny72 wave like a Yankee sea-serpent, and on the second day let go no fool of a piece of crooked73 iron off dirty Deptford. As orders were received to pay us off, we were fully74 occupied for nearly a week dismantling75 the ship and returning stores, etc. On the second day I ran up to London and saw my mother. She did not, luckily for both parties, shed a flood of tears, but received me with maternal76 affection, though she said she scarcely knew me—I was grown, as my sister was pleased to say, such a black man. On the sixth day after our anchoring I ordered the ship to be put out of commission, and the cook hauled down the pendant. We had a parting dinner at the “Gun” Inn, shook hands and separated.
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75 dismantling | |
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76 maternal | |
adj.母亲的,母亲般的,母系的,母方的 | |
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