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Table of Contents
    Front Matter
        Front Matter 1
        Front Matter 2
    Half Title
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    Title Page
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    Table of Contents
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Full Text



W m Im) EI I








SI aitrfnl 4ragrz n'u fr e t upath ra.


Wit[t 3lustratfons.


A. O!digpAead, Printa and 8ffeOfl"fr,
112 Fulton &red.

The Wilton Family.-Story of Frederic Hamilton, 9


The Wiltons.-Dora Leslie.-Charles Dorning.-The Mediterra-
nean.-Corsica.-Candia.-Rhodes.-Malta.-Valetta.-The Cale-
donia.-A Story by Krummacher.--Adriatic Sea.-Venice.-
Turkish Rowers.-Elgin Marbles.-Isle of Wight.-Thunder
Storm. Jersey. Romaine's Journal. Slave Ship. Horrible
Cruelty.-Slave Trade.-Wreck of the Royal George.-Eddystone
Lighthouse, 38


The Wiltons.-A great Naval Victory.-Monster Fish.-The Downs.
-St. Augustine.-Yarmouth.-Brock the Swimmer and Yar-
mouth Boatman.-The North Sea.-The Bell Rock.-Mr. Bar-
raud.-Jock of Jedburgh.-Wreck of the Forfarshire.-Remark-
able Providence.-Denmark.-The Baltic.-Journey to the Gulf
of Finland.-Reindeer and Sledge.-Reval.-Superstitions.-
Strange Fashions.-Ungern Sternberg.-Gulf of Bothnia.-Islands
of the Baltic.-Lapland.-Aurora Borealis.-Russia.-Odesas.-
Reflections, 81



Stanzas by Mrs. Howitt.-Caspian Sea.-Astracan.-Droll Legend.
-Yellow Sea.-The Japanese.-Monsoons.-Trade Winds.-Des-
cription of a Monsoon.-Asia.-The Red Sea.-Isthmus of Suez.-
An Interesting Locality.-The Arabs.-Sea of Aral.-Chinese Is-
lands.-Fishing for Mice.-The Typhon.-Fishing Birds.-Cinna-
mon Forests.-Eating Birds' Nests.-Bible Lands.-The Sea of
Galilee.-The Dead Sea.-The Slave Merchant.-A Japan
Puzzle, 134


Story of Eva.-Assistance of Goodwill.-Madeira.-Man-of-War.-
Dinner on Ship-board.-Computing Latitude.-Pipe to Dinner.-
The Azores.-Newfoundland.-Newfoundland Dogs.-Greenland.
-Whale Fishing.-Flying Fish.-A Ship in the Polar Regions.-
An Awful Sight.-The Geysers.-Icelanders.-Spitzbergen.-The
Ferroe Islands.-Maelstrom.-The Norwegian Mouse.-Hudson's
Bay.-Hudson's Straits.-Nova Scotia.-Henry May.-The An-
cient Mariner.-Cuba.-Jamaica.-Beauty of Jamaica.-A Hurri-
cane.-Devastation.-Ruins of Yucatan.-Indians of Mexico.-
The American Lakes.-Niagara.-The Caribbean Sea.-Panama.
-Gala Days.-Diving for Pearls.-The Sea-Boy's Grave.-The
Funeral.-Gulf of Trieste.-Guiana.-Brazil.-Rio de Janeiro.-
Montevideo.-Patagonia.-Cape Horn.-Depth of the Atlantic, 168


The Separation.-Deception Isle.-The Gulf of Penas.-Island of
Chiloe.-Juan Fernandez.-Alexander Selkirk.-The Ladies of
Lima.-The Peruvians.-Columbia.-Catching Wild Fowl.-The
Two Oceans.-A Singular Funeral.-Magellan.-Guatemala.-
Ladies Smoking.-Christian Indians.-California.-San Fran-
cisco.-Nootka Sound.-Story of Boone and the Bear.-Cleave-


land and the Infant.-United States' Navy.-Cannibals.-Kams-
chatka.-Polynesia.-The Sandwich Islands.-Captain Cook.-
A Contest.-Adventure of Kapiolanl.-A Delightful Anecdote.-
Spanish Missionaries.-Philippine Islands.-The Pelew Islands.
-Birds of Paradise.-The Friendly Islands.-Otaheite.-The So-
ciety Islanders.-Pitcairn's Islands.-Shocking Barbarity.-Nobb's
Letter.-Marquesas.-The Low Islands.-New Caledonia.-New
Zealand.-The Bay of Islands.-Captain Cook's Story.-A Curi-
ous Idea.-Aranghie.-Cannibalism.-New Holland.-Story of
Mr. Meredith.-Australian Barbarism.-Australian Lakes.-Van
Diemen's Land.-Coral Reefs.-Story of Kemba, 93


Packing up.-Letter from Mr. Stanley.-Mr. Stanley.-Celebes.-
Dress of the Alfoors.-Curious Hospitality.-Java.-Whimsical
Superstition.-Productions of Java.-Sumatra.-Water Spouts.-
Burman Despotism.-The White Elephant.-Sir James Brooke.
-Borneo.-Isle of Bourbon.-Isle of France.-Madagascar.-The
Four Spirits.-The Missionaries.-Horrible Custom.-The Pirates'
Retreat.-Malagassy Fable.-Kerguelen's Land.-Isle of Des-
olation.-Story of a Sailor.-Morocco.-A Moorish Beauty.-Al-
giers.-Egypt.-Abyssinia.-Abyssinian Customs.-Religion.-
African Coast.-Seychelle Isles.-Mozambique.-Smoking the
Ilubble-Bubble.-Caffraria.-Story of the Little Caffre.-Algoa
Bay.-Graham's Town.-Cape of Good Hope.-Cape Town.-
Oonstantia.-The Boschmen.-A Transformation.-Dressing in
Skins.-The Slave Trade.-Fish Bay.-St. Helena.-Kabenda.-
Black Jews.-Ferdinand Po.-The Ape and the Oven.-The
Slave-Coast.-Dahomey.-Ashantee.-King Opocco.-A Singular
Belief.-The Ashantee Wife.-Liberia.-A Bowchee Mother.-
Sierra Leone.-The Lakes of Africa.-Bornou.-The Sultan of
Bornou.-African Wedding.-The Deluge.-The Telescope.-
The End, 287


It is not my purpose to detain you with
a long preface, because I am aware that long
prefaces are seldom read; but I wish to in-
form you that I have written this book, in the
humble hope of being useful to those in whom
I am so anxiously interested. I am myself
happy in acknowledging the endearing appel-
lation of "Mother," and I love all children,
and regard them as priceless treasures, entrusted
to the care and guidance of parents and teach-
ers; with whom it rests in a great measure to
render them blessings to their fellow-creatures,
and happy themselves, or contrariwise.
Should the perusal of this little volume im-
bue you with a taste for the beautiful and
ennobling science of Geography, -my object
will be gained; and that such may be the re-
sult of these humble endeavors is the sincere
wish of
Your affectionate Friend,

64 Varlb nf nattr.


Oh ye seas and floods,
Bless ye the Lord:
Praise him, and magnify him forever.

OH what beautiful weather," exclaimed George
Wilton, as he drew his chair nearer the fire. This
sort of evenings is so suitable for story-telling, that
I regret more than ever the disagreeable necessity
which has taken Mr. Stanley to foreign countries,
and broken up our delightful parties. But yet,
there are enough of us remaining at home to form
a society; we might manage without him. Do not
you remember, papa, you said, when Julia Manvers
was with us last summer, we were to examine into
the particulars respecting the seas and oceans of
the world; and not once was the subject mentioned
while we were at Herne Bay, although the sea was
continually before us to remind us of it. Are we
ever to have any more of those conversations? I
liked them amazingly, and I am sure I learned a


great deal more geography by them than I ever did
out of Goldsmith, or any other dry lesson-book, which
compels one to learn by rule. I wish, dear papa,
you would settle to have these meetings again; we
would write down all the particulars, and enclose
them in a letter to Mr. Stanley: I am sure he would
be quite pleased."
I think he would, George," replied Mr. Wilton,
"and I also think that we have been rather care-
less in this matter ; but, at the same time, you must
remember that the fault does not rest solely with
us, for when we appointed certain times during our
sojourn at Herne Bay for these same geographical
discussions, on every occasion something occurred
to prevent the meeting, and all our arrangements
fell to the ground. Since then, the illness of your
sister,-which, thank God, has terminated so hap-
pily,-the departure of Mr. Stanley, and the removal
to our present abode; all these circumstances con-
spired to render ineffectual any attempt at regular-
ity, and precluded the possibility of an occasional
quiet chat on this really important subject. The
past, present, and future, in the history of man, are
so connected with the positions of the great seas of
the globe, and the navigation of them, that I do re-
gard the study of geography as one of the most im-
portant branches of a Christian education; and,
now that all impediments are removed, I think we
may venture to propose the re-establishment of our
little society; and as we are deprived of the valuable
services of Mr. Stanley, we must endeavor to sup-
ply his place by procuring the aid of another learned



friend, who will not consider it derogatory to as-
sist in our edifying amusement. And, in order to
render these meetings more extensively beneficial
and interesting, I further propose that we increase
our number by admitting two new members, to be
selected by you, my dear children, from amongst
your juvenile acquaintances; but we must not ad-
mit any except on the original terms, which were,.
'that each member add his or her mite of informa-
tion to the general fund.' What says mamma about
it ? Suppose we put it to the vote ?"
Oh! dear papa," exclaimed Emma, I am quite
sure that will be unnecessary. Grandy has often
talked of the meetings held last year, and regretted
that there seemed no disposition to renew them;
therefore, we are sure of her vote. Mamma was so
useful with her descriptions, that she is not likely
to object. Then you know, dear papa, how very
much Ienjoyed these conversations; and, as far as
any one else is concerned, I am convinced that
my candidate will be glad to prepare a portion of
the subject as her admission fee, and will be as
much interested in the welfare of the society as
we old members are, who have already felt the ad-
vantages arising from it. May we decide now,
papa ?"
All hands were raised in reply, and the resolu-
tion carried unanimously.
I have a question to ask," said George. May
we have the meetings twice during the month, in-
stead of once, as before ? It will induce us to be
more industrious, as we shall be obliged to work to



get up the information. I can share the labor with
Emma now, because I can write easily, and quick-
ly; besides, it will be such pleasant employment
for the half-holidays."
S" Very well, my dear," said Mr. Wilton; then
once a fortnight it shall be; and take care, as the
time will be short, that you are thoroughly prepared:
do not reckon on me, for I cannot assist you as Mr.
Stanley did, so you must be, in a great measure, de-
pendent upon your own resources. My library is
at your disposal, and I hope you will have suffi-
cient perseverance to investigate each point care-
fully, before you come to a decision. Should you
require assistance in the preparation of any particu-
lar part of the subject, of course, I shall have no ob-
jections to render it; but remember, I do not prom-
ise to be an active member, as I wish you to exert
yourselves, and be in some degree independent. It
will thus be more advantageous to you: it will not
only impress all you learn effectually on your
mind, but improve your reasoning faculties, and en-
able you to understand much that the most careful
explanation might fail to render intelligible."
And when shall we begin, papa ?" asked Emma.
MR. WILTON. My engagements until the 7th
of February are so numerous as to preclude the
possibility of my presence at a meeting before that
time; but after the 7th inst. I shall be more at
liberty, and we will, if you please, commence our
voyage, and (wind and weather permitting) travel
on regularly and perseveringly until we have cir-
cumnavigated the globe."


"Agreed agreed !" merrily shouted the chil-
I know which of my friends I shall ask," said
George; "and I fancy I can guess who will be
Emma's new member."
1 fancy you cannot," returned Emma: I do
not intend to tell any one, either, until I hear
whether or not she can come; therefore check your
inquisitiveness, Master George, and wait patiently,
for you will not know before the 7th, when I will
introduce my friend."
Now," said Grandy, having settled the most
important part of the business, I have a few words
to say. You must all be aware, that in the ac-
counts of seas and oceans, there cannot possibly be
so much time disposed of in descriptive facts as
there was in our former conversations concerning
the rivers of the world, which are so numerous, and
require so many minute particulars in tracing their
courses, that they positively (although occupying a
smaller portion of the globe,) take more time to sail
over in our ship The Research,' than the bound-
less ocean, which occupies two thirds of our world;
it will, under these circumstances, be advisable to
illustrate our subject largely, and to lose no oppor-
tunity of extending it for our benefit. We need not
fear to exhaust the topic; for do not the vast waters
encompass the globe ; and can we contemplate these
great works of our Creator, without having our
hearts filled with wonder and admiration ? This,
my children, will lead us to the right source ; to the
Author of all the wonders contained in 'heaven




and earth, and in the waters under the earth;' and,
if we possess any gratitude, our hearts will be raised
in thankfulness to Him who hath done all things
well;' and we shall bless him for giving us powers
of discernment and reasoning faculties, which not
only enable us to see and appreciate the goodness
of God, but also, by his grace assisting us, to turn
our knowledge to advantage for our temporal and
eternal good."
We may now," said Mr. Wilton, "leave these
resolutions to be acted upon at a proper time; and,
as we have two hours' leisure before supper, if you,
dear mother, will tell us one of your sweet stories
of real life, it will be both a pleasant and profitable
way of passing the evening. We have all employ-
ment for our fingers, and can work while we listen;
George and I with our pencils, and you ladies with
your sewing and knitting."
GiL\NDY. Well, what must it be? Something
nautical, I suppose; for as we are about to set sail
in a few days, it will be appropriate, will it not?"
GEORGE. "Oh yes! dear Grandy, a nautical
story, if you please."

storr of jfreerfc 3amllton.

T THE first time I saw Frederic Hamilton was
on board the 'Neptune,' outward bound for Jamaica:
he was then a lad of twelve or fourteen years: I
cannot be sure which; but I remember he was tall
for his age, and extremely good-looking.
There were so many circumstances during the



voyage, which brought me in contact with this boy,
and so many occasions to arouse my sympathies in
his behalf, (for he was evidently in delicate health,
and unfit for laborious work.) that in a short time
I became deeply interested concerning him, and I
determined as soon as I had recovered from sea-
sickness, to watch for an opportunity of inquiring
into the particulars of his earlier history.
I must first tell you, before proceeding with the
story of my hero, that the captain of the 'Neptune'
was a very harsh, cruel man, and made every one
on board his vessel as uncomfortable as he could by
his violent temper, and ungentlemanly conduct. I
was the only lady-passenger; and had it not been
for the kindness of my fellow-travellers, I scarcely
think I could have survived all the terrors of that
dreadful voyage The sailors, without one dissen-
tient voice, declared they had never sailed with such
a master, and wished they had known a trifle of the
rough side of his character before they engaged with
him, and then he would have had to seek long enough
to make up a crew, for not one of them would have
shipped with him.' They even went so far as to
say, that if at any time they could escape from the
vessel, they would not hesitate a moment, but would
get away, and leave the captain to work the ship
by himself I could not take part with the captain,
because I saw too much of his tyranny to entertain
a particle of respect for him, and I confess I was
not in the least surprised at the language of the ill-
used sailors. He had no good feature in his charac-
ter that I could discover; for he was mean, vulgar,


discontented, and brutal. He never encouraged the
men in the performance of their duty, by kind ex-
pressions; on the contrary, he never addressed them
on the most simple matter without oaths and im-
precations, and oftentimes enforced his commands
with a rope's end or his fist.
We had yet other causes of discomfort besides
these continual uproars. Contrary winds, constant
gales, and violent storms, made our hearts fail from
fear. We knew the captain could not expect His
blessing, whose laws he openly set at defiance; in-
deed, by his life and conversation, he proved that
he 'cared for none of these things.'
I believe he was a clever seaman: he had cer-
tainly had much experience, having been upwards
of fifty times across the Atlantic: so that we felt at
ease with regard to the management of the ship.
But we did not put our trust in the skill of the
captain alone; for of what avail would that be if
the Lord withheld his hand, and left us to perish?
No! my dears, we saw that the captain never prayed,
and we felt there was a greater necessity for us to
be diligent in the duty; and daily, nay hourly, we
entreated the forbearance and assistance of Almighty
God to conduct us in safety to land.
After a time, the men became very unmanage-
able; for they hated the captain: he treated them like
slaves, and imposed upon them on every occasion;
so that at length, goaded to desperation by his cru-
elty, they positively refused to handle a rope until
he agreed to the terms they intended to propose.
The captain, fierce as he was, felt it would be




useless to contend with twenty angry men, and he
knew the passengers would not befriend him: he
therefore deemed it expedient to endeavor to con-
cili te them by promises he never intended to per-
form, and, after a few hours' confusion, all was
again comparatively quiet.
I could tell you much more about the quarrels
and disturbances of which we unfortunate passen-
gers had to be the passive witnesses, and which, ac-
customed as we were to them in the day-time, filled
me with greater horror than I can describe, break-
ing upon the stillness of the night, when all was
quiet but the troubled ocean, whose murmurs, in-
stead of arousing, served to lull us into a deeper
repose. Yes, often, when no other sound but the
low splashing of the waves against the side of the
ship was to be heard, and we were all either sleep-
ing quietly, or thinking deeply of home and friends,
loud cries and shouts would reach us, and, in an
instant, we would all be gathered together to in-
quire into the cause of the disturbance. It was
always the captain and some of the men fighting;
and on one occasion, the battle was so close to us,
actually in the cabin, between the captain and the
steward, that I screamed aloud, and do not remem-
ber ever to have been so much alarmed.
But as my principal object is to make you ac-
quainted with Frederic Hamilton, and not with
my adventures, I will say no more about Captain
Simmons, and his ship, than is necessary in the
course of my tale.
"I was just getting over the unpleasant sensa-

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tions of sea-sickness, when, one morning as I was
dressing in my berth, a noise of scuffling on the
quarter-deck, over my head, interrupted my opera-
tions. I laid my brush on the table, and listened.
At first I could distinguish nothing, and, thinking
it was the captain and a sailor disputing, I con-
tinued my toilet; when, suddenly, a piercing cry
reached me, and I knew the voice to be Frederic's.
At the same time the sound of heavy blows fell on
my ear, and again I recognized his voice: he called
out so loudly, that I heard him distinctly say, Oh,
sir! have mercy. Pray, pray do not kill me! Oh,
sir! think of my mother, and have pity upon me.
I will try to please you, sir; indeed, indeed, I will.
Oh, mercy mercy !' His cries became fainter and
fainter, while the blows continued, accompanied oc-
casionally by the gruff voice of the captain, until,
my soul shrinking with horror, I could endure it
no longer. I rushed out of my cabin, and there on
the poop beheld a sight I can never forget. Poor
Frederic was lashed to the shrouds with his hands
above his head, which was then drooping on his
shoulder; his back bare and bleeding. The brutal
captain was standing by with a thick rope in his
grasp, which, by the crimson stains upon it, suffi-
ciently proved the vile purpose for which its services
had just been required.
I called out hastily and angrily to the captain
to cease beating the boy, and declared I would
fetch out the gentlemen to interfere if he did not
stop his unmanly behavior. He glared on me
with the fiercest expression imaginable (for he was





in a towering rage,) and told me I had better not
meddle with him in the performance of his duty,
for he would do as he liked; he was master of the
ship and nobody else, and he would like to see
anybody else try to be. Then he made use of such
fearful language, that I dreaded to approach him;
but my fear lest he should again attack the boy,
overcame my fear for him in his anger; and I
ascended the ladder. He desired, nay commanded,
me to retire to my cabin; but I said, No, captain,
I will not stir hence until you release Frederic, and
if you strike him again I will be a witness of your
cowardly behavior towards a poor boy whose only
fault is want of strength to do the work assigned
him. I am quite sure, whatever you may say on
board-ship, you will not be able to justify your con-
duct on shore.'
He did not again address me; but, muttering
curses loud and deep, he untied the fainting boy,
and, giving him a savage push, laid him prostrate
on the deck: he then walked forward, and began to
shout aloud his orders to the men on the main-deck.
The man at the helm, pitying the poor boy,
called to the boatswain, who was standing on the
forecastle, and begged him to send some water to
throw over the lad, and some dressing for his
wounded back. I stayed by him for a short time,
and when he was somewhat recovered, I went
I fancied, when I met the captain at the dinner-
table, that he looked rather ashamed; for I had
related the whole affair to the other passengers, and
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he could perceive, by their indifference towards him,
that they despised him for his cowardice. He tried
to be jocular, but could not succeed in exciting our
risibility: we did not even encourage his jokes by
the shadow of a smile, and he seemed uneasy dur-
ing the remainder of the time we sat at table.
I now felt more than ever interested in the fate
of Frederic Hamilton, and was not sorry I had said
so much in the morning. Prudence might have
dictated milder language certainly; but my indig-
nation was aroused; and when I found that my
remonstrance had the desired effect, I did not re-
pent of my impetuosity.
About a week after this unhappy occurrence,
as I was leaning over the rail on the quarter-deck,
watching the shoals of porpoises (for we were then
in a warm latitude) playing in the bright blue sea
at the vessel's side, the boatswain, who was a fine
specimen of a sea-faring man, came up, and, seating
himself on a fowl-coop near me, commenced sorting
rope-yarns for the men to spin. Presently Frederic
walked up the ladder with a bucket of water to
pour into the troughs for the thirsty poultry, who
were stretching their necks through the bars and
opening their bills, longing for the refreshing
draught: the heat was overpowering, and the
poor things were closely packed in their miserable
I remarked to Williams how pale the boy look-
ed, and how thin, and said, I feared he was not
only badly treated, but had not proper nourish-




'Why, ma'am,' said he, 'to say the truth, the
lad's not been used to this kind of living, and it
was the worst thing as ever happened to him to be
brought on board the Neptune," with our skipper
for a master. You see, madam,' he continued, 'his
father was a parson; but he is dead, and the
mother tried hard to persuade the lad (for, poor
thing, he is her only boy,) to turn parson too, when
his father died. But no. The boy had set his
mind on going to sea; and as he had no friends
who could help him to go to school or college, and
his godfather, Captain Hartly, offered to pay the
apprenticeship fees if his mother would let him
learn navigation, she at last, though much against
her will, consented that he should be bound ap-
prentice to our skipper here. But it pretty nigh
broke her heart to part with the child; and she
begged the captain to use him gently and bear
with him a little, for he was not so hardy as many
boys of his age; and, moreover, had been accus-
tomed to kindness and delicate treatment. The
lad is a fine noble-hearted lad, but he is not strong;
and it is my opinion that the master wants to get
rid of him to have the fee for nothing, and he's
trying what hard living, hard work, and hard
usage will do towards making him go the faster.
But he had better mind what he is about. There's
many a man on board that can speak a good word
for Frederic when he gets ashore; and, if all comes
out, it will go hard with the master. The poor lad
cries himself to sleep every night, and when he is
asleep he has no rest, for in his dreams he talks of



his mother and sister, and often sobs loud enough to
wake the men whose hammocks swing near him.
I am very sorry to see all this, for he is a fine boy,
as I said before, and we are all fond of him; but
he's not fit for this kind of work, leastwise not yet.
I am glad you have taken notice of him, madam;
for, though you cannot do any good while we're at
sea, may be when you come ashore you won't for-
get poor Frederic Hamilton.'
When the boatswain left me, I walked up and
down the deck pondering on these things, and con-
triving all sorts of schemes for the relief of my
young friend, and wondering how I could manage
to have some conversation with him on the subject;
when a circumstance occurred, which at once en-
abled me not only to learn all I was anxious to
know, but also in a great measure to improve his
condition on board the Neptune.'
I knew that Frederic must have been trained
up in the fear of the Lord, for his daily conduct
testified that he not only knew what was right, but
tried to perform it also; and notwithstanding the
severe trials he had to undergo, while with us on
the voyage to Jamaica, yet I never heard a harsh
or disrespectful expression fall from his lips; but
he would attribute all the captain's unkind treat-
ment of him to something wrong in himself, and
he every day tried beyond his strength to obtain a
look of approbation from his stern master. But,
alas! he knew not to whom he looked; although
he was cuff d and kicked about whenever he tried
to be brisk in the task allotted to him, he was al-




ways the same patient, melancholy little fellow,
throughout the voyage.
Sometimes during the night watch, I have
caught the musical tones of his voice, as he walked
the quarter-deck; when, the captain being in his
berth fast asleep, the boy was comparatively happy;
and as the ship sailed quietly along in the pale
moonlight, his thoughts would wander back to the
home of his beloved mother and sister, and, the
buoyancy of youthful spirits gaining the ascend-
ency over more melancholy musings, he would for
a while forget his present sorrows, and almost in-
voluntarily break out in singing some of the sweet
hymns in which he had been accustomed to join
when the little family assembled for devotional ex-
It was then I used to open my cabin window,
and breathlessly listen to the clear voice of my
gentle prot6g6; and not unfrequently could even
distinguish the words he sang; now loud-now
soft, as he approached or retreated. One hymn in
particular seemed to be a special favorite, and was
so applicable to his situation, that I have remem-
bered several of the verses.

'Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow thee:
Destitpte, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shall be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I've sought, and hoped, and known;
Yet how rich is my condition,-
God and heaven are still ly own I


'Man may trouble and distress me;
'Twill but drive me to thy breast
Life with trials hard may press me;
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest
Oh I 'tis not in grief to harm me,
While thy love is left to me l
Oh 1 'twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.

"'Take, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear 1
Think what Spirit dwells within thee;
What a Father's smile is thine;
What thy Saviour did to win thee,-
Child of Heav'n, should'st thou repine I

"' Haste then on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer;
Heaven's eternal day's before thee;
Heaven's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission;
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.'"

EMMA. ': What a beautiful hymn, grandmamma.
I should like to learn those words. But I want to
hear how you got Frederic away from that horrid
man, and what became of him afterwards, because
I cannot understand why you are telling us this
story. I know you never tell us anything for
amusement only."
GITRANDY. N No, my dear child; this story is not
solely for your amusement. This morning I ob-




served a strangeness in George's behavior, when he
was requested to put up his microscope, and assist in
laying the cloth, because John was out, and he was
aware that Hannah had sprained her foot, and could
not walk up and down stairs. He said such ex-
traordinary things about being ill-used, and worked
hard, and never having an hour to amuse himself,
that I am desirous of convincing him that it is
quite possible (with God's assistance) not only to
bear all this, without thinking it a shame, as George
termed it, but even to praise God for the troubles
and trials which may fall to your lot; and I also
wish to inform him, that there are some boys more
patient and grateful than himself. But I see, by
the color mounting to his cheeks, that my boy is
sorry for his past behavior; nevertheless, I will
continue my story. And now for the incident, as
I presume you will call it, Emma.
We were about a week's voyage from Jamaica.
The wind was favorable, but light, the sky clear, the
sun directly overhead;-we were all beginning to feel
the effects of a warm climate; the sailors were
loosely clad in canvass trousers, striped shirts, and
straw hats, and went lazily about their work;-
the ship moved as lazily through the rippling waves;
-the man at the helm drew his hat over his eyes, to
shade them from the glare of the sun, and lounged
listlessly upon the wheel;-the captain was below
taking a nap, to the great relief of men and boys;-
some of the passengers were sitting on the poop, under
an awning, drowsily perusing a book or old news-
paper; some leaning on the taffrail, watching the


many-colored dolphin, and those beautiful, but spite-
ful, little creatures, the Portuguese men-of-war, which
look so splendid as they sail gently on the smooth
surface of the blue ocean, every little ripple causing
a change of color in their transparent sails. I was
admiring these curious navigators, as I stood with
two or three friends, who, like myself, felt idle, and
cared only to dispose of the time in the most agree-
able manner attainable in such a ship, with such a
commander; and I said, rather thoughtlessly, con-
sidering Frederic was at my side, 'How I should
like to possess one of those little creatures; I sup-
pose they can be caught ?'
Frederic moved from me, and an instant after
he was on the forecastle; presently, I heard a splash
in the water, and, leaning over the rail, I saw him
swimming after a fine specimen, which shone in
all the bright and varied colors of the rainbow, as
it floated proudly by. He had no sooner reached
the treasure, and made a grasp at it, than he gave
a loud scream. for the creature had encircled the
poor boy's body with its long fibrous legs, or, as
they are properly called, tentacula.' He struggled
violently, for he was in great agony; at length he
escaped, and was helped on deck by one of the men,
who said, he wished, 'he had known what the
youngster had in his head, and he would have pre-
vented him attempting to catch such a thing,' for
he was aware of the extraordinary peculiarities of
these singular little creatures. When he came on
deck, he looked exactly as if he had been rolled in
a bed of nettles, and the steward had to rub him




with oil, and give him medicine to reduce the fever
caused by the pain of the sting.
"You may be sure, that directly the captain
heard of this affair, he'was more disposed to chastise,
than to pity, our friend Frederic; but I interfered,
and begged he would leave him to me, as I had
been the cause of the disaster, and must now make
amends by attending him, until he was well enough
to return to his duty. The captain was very much
displeased, and I regretted extremely that a foolish
wish of mine should have caused so much annoyance,
and felt it my duty to endeavor to alleviate the boy's
sufferings as much as possible. Poor Frederic he
was laid up three or four days, and had experienced
enough to caution him against ever again attempt-
ing to capture a Portuguese man-of-war.'*
I used to sit by his hammock for hours talking
and reading to him; when one day, as I closed my
book to leave him, he said with a sigh, while tears
filled his eyes, I am very grateful to you, madam,

The ancients are said to have derived the art of naviga-
tion from these animals, which, in calm weather, are seen
floating on the surface of the water, with some of their ten-
tacula extended at their sides, while two arms that are fur-
nished with membranaceous appendages serve the office of
sails. These animals raise themselves to the surface of the
sea, by ejecting the sea-water from their shells; and on the
approach of danger, they draw their arms, and with them a
quantity of water, which occasions them to sink immediately.
By possessing this power, they are but rarely taken perfect,
as the instant they are disturbed they disappear. They are
more frequently caught in the nets of fishermen than any
other way, or found left dry on rocks.



for your kindness to me: you have been a friend
when I most needed one; how my dear mother
would love you if she knew what you had done for
her boy. But I do not deserve that any one should
love me; I have been wilful and disobedient, and
my sorrows are not half so great as, in justice for
my wickedness, they ought to be; but every day
proves to me that God is long-suffering and merci-
ful, and doeth us good continually. I have thanked
him often and often for making you love me, and I
feel so happy that in the midst of my trials, God
has raised me up a friend to cheer me in the path
of duty ; to teach me how to correct my faults ; and
to sympathize with me in my daily sorrows. God
will bless you for it, madam,' he continued: 'he
will bless you for befriending the orphan in his
loneliness; and my mother will bless you, and pray
God to shower his mercies thick and plenteous on
you all the days of your life.' He paused, and,
burying his face in the scanty covering of his bed,
he wept unrestrainedly. I was hastening away,
for my heart was full, and the effort to check my
tears almost choked me; when he raised his head,
and, stretching his hand towards me, said, 'I want
to tell you something more, madam, if you will not
think me bold; but my heart reproaches me every
time I see your kind face; I feel as if I were im-
posing upon you, and fancy that, did you know
more about me, you would deem me unworthy of
your interest and attention. May I relate to you
all I can remember of myself before I came here ?
It will be such a comfort to have some person near




me, who will allow me to talk of those I love, with-
out ridiculing me, and calling me home-sick." '
This was the very point at which I had been
for some time aiming, as I did not wish to ask him
for the particulars, not knowing whether the ques-
tion might wound his feelings; but now that he of-
fered to tell me, I was delighted, and readily an-
swered his appeal, assuring him nothing would give
me greater pleasure than to hear an account of him-
self from his own lips: 'But,' I added, I cannot
wait now, for they are striking eight bells:" I
must go in to dinner: after dinner I will come to
you again, and listen to all you have to say; so
farewell for the present, my dear boy, in an hour's
time I will be with you.'
"As soon as dinner was over, I returned to
Frederic: he looked so pleased, I shall never forget
the glow that overspread his fair face, as I entered
the berth, for he was really handsome; his eyes
were bright hazel, his hair auburn, and waving
over his head in the most graceful curls, while his
complexion was the clearest and most beautiful I
had ever seen. I found a seat on a chest near his
hammock, and, telling him I was ready to attend
to his narrative, he began :-
The first impression I have of home was when
I was about five years old, and was surrounded by
a little troop of brothers and sisters, for I can re-
member when there was seven healthy, happy chil-
dren in my "boyhood's home." We lived at Fel-
tham, Middlesex, in the pretty parsonage-house. It
was situated at the end of a long avenue of elm-

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trees, whose arching boughs, meeting over our
heads, sheltered us from the mid-day glare. Here
in the winter we used to trundle our hoops; and in
the summer stroll about to gather bright berries
from the hedges to make chains for the adornment
of our bowers. But death came to our happy
home, and made sad the hearts of our good parents:
the whooping-cough was very prevalent in the vil-
lage, and a child of one of the villagers, who oc-
casionally came to my father for relief, brought the
contagion amongst us, and in a short time we were
all seized with it. Two sisters died in one day,
and the morning they were laid in the grave, sweet
baby breathed his last. Then my mother fell sick,
and she was very ill indeed; my brother and I
were placed in a cot by her bedside, and when pain
has prevented me sleeping, I have been comforted
by hearing this dear, kind mother beseeching God
to spare her boys. She seemed regardless of her
own sufferings, and only repined, when she thought
how useful she might have been to us, had she too
not been laid on a bed of sickness. But fever and
delirium came on, and we were removed from her
chamber. The next day poor Frank died, and was
buried by the side of Clara and Lucy. The fune-
ral service was read by my dear father, who was
enabled to stand under all these trials of his faith,
for God sustained him; and, having trained us up
in the fear and admonition of the Lord, he did not
grieve as one without hope, when his darlings were
taken from him, for he knew they were gone to a
better world, and were happy in the bosom of their


heavenly Father. His greatest trial was the illness
of my mother; but before we were all quite well,
she was able to leave her chamber, and once again
kneel with us at our family altar, to return thanks
to God for his many mercies. There were only
three of her seven children left to her, and when my
father blessed God that they were not rendered
childless, my mother's feelings overpowered her,
and she was borne fainting from the room.
But I fear I am tiring you with these melan-
choly accounts, madam. You know not how deep-
ly I enjoy the recollection of those days, for through
this wilderness of sorrow there was a narrow stream
of happiness placidly gliding, to which we could
turn amidst the troubles of the world, and refresh -
our fainting souls; and, though we grieved at the
remembrance of the loved ones now gone from us,
yet we would not have recalled them to these scenes
of woe, to share future troubles with us. Oh no I
my dear father was a faithful follower of Christ; he
used to show us so many causes for thankfulness in
our late afflictions, which he said were blessings
in disguise," that happiness and tranquillity were
soon restored to our home.
Two or three years glided by, and when I was
eleven years old, my father, one day, called me into
his study, and, looking seriously at me, said, Fred-
eric, my child, God has been very good to you; he
has spared your life through many dangers; you,
of all my sons, only remain to me, and may your
days be many and prosperous! Now, what can you
render unto the Lord for all his mercies towards



you; ought not the life God has so graciously spared
be in gratitude consecrated to his service ? Tell
me what you think in this matter. I speak thus
early, my dear Frederic, because I wish you to con-
sider well, before you are sent from home, what are
to be your future plans; for as life is uncertain, and
none of us know the day nor the hour in which the
summons may arrive, I should feel more happy,
were I assured that you would tread in my footsteps
when I am gone; that you, my only boy," and he
clasped me in his arms as he spoke, that you would
be a comfort to your mother and sisters, when my
labors are ended, and would carry on the work
which I have begun in this portion of the Lord's
vineyard, and His blessing and the blessing of a
fond father will ever attend your steps."
'I raised my eyes to my father's face, and, for
the first time, noticed how pale and haggard he
looked; all the bright and joyous expression of his
countenance when in health had given place to a
mild and melancholy shade of sadness, which af-
fected me painfully; for the thought struck me that
my father was soon to be called away.
I evaded answering his question, and when
he found I did not reply, he said, My son, let us
ask the direction of Almighty God in this great
work." I knelt with him, and was lost in admira-
tion. I could not remove my eyes from his face
during the prayer; his whole soul seemed absorbed
in communion with God, and as I gazed, I wonder-
ed what the glorious angels must be like, when the
face of my beloved father, while here on earth,




looked so exquisitely lovely, glowing in the beauty
of holiness.
For several days, the conversation in the study
was continually in my mind; I could think of
nothing else. I did not like the profession well
enough to have chosen it myself, for I disliked re-
tirement; but after an inward struggle, betwixt
my inclination and my duty, I resolved, that, to
please my father, I would study for the church.
One day, my godfather, Captain Hartly, came to
see us, and he took great notice of me. He asked
me if I should like to go to sea ? Then he told me
such fine things about life in the navy, and on
board ship, that my wavering mind fired at his
descriptions, and I determined to be a sailor, for
such a life would be more congenial to my feelings
than the quiet life of a country clergyman. I did
not mention this to my father, for he was ill, and I
feared to grieve him; nevertheless, had he asked
me, I should certainly have opened my heart to
him without dissimulation. I often fretted when I
thought how sorry he would be to hear that I did
not care to be engaged in the service of his Master;
when one morning, as I was lying in bed, a servant
came into my room, and desired me to hasten to
my father's chamber, to receive his blessing, for he
was dying.
I did hasten. I know not how I got there.
I rushed into his arms, I threw myself on his neck,
and felt as if I too must die. He was too much
exhausted to speak; but he placed his hand on my
head, and, slightly moving his lips, the expression




of his features told, in plain language, that his heart
was engaged in prayer. He was praying, and for
me,-me, his unworthy son, and when I considered
that I could not comply with his wishes without
being a hypocrite, I thought my heart would burst.
For several minutes, was my dear father thus occu-
pied; then, turning to my weeping mother, who
was kneeling by the bedside, he softly uttered her
name. Alas! it was with his parting breath, for
gently, as an infant falls asleep on the bosom of
its nurse, did my revered parent fall asleep in the
arms of that Saviour who had been his guide and
comforter through life, and who accompanied him
through the dark valley, and by his presence made
bright the narrow path which leads to the abode
of the redeemed.
"' The only earthly friend we had to look to, in
our bereavement, was Captain Hartly; and he
could only promise to assist me if I would enter
the navy, or go on board a merchant-ship. My
poor mother objected to this, and I remained at
home another twelvemonth, and again mourned
the loss of a dear relative. My sister Bertha fell a
victim to consumption, exactly nine months after the
death of my lamented father. It was cruel to leave
my mother under such circumstances, particularly
as she remonstrated with me so earnestly on my
project of going to sea, and offered to make any
sacrifice, if I would consent to go to college, and
follow out my father's plans. But my heart was
fixed; and every visit from my godfather tended
to inflame me still more with a longing for a sea-


faring life; and, at length, I told him I was willing
to be bound apprentice to a captain of a merchant-
ship, rather than lose the chance of going to sea.
He eagerly embraced the offer, and in a few weeks
the affair was settled satisfa torily for all parties
but my dear mother and sister. Marian wept
bitterly when the letter came which concluded the
arrangements, and informed me what day to be on
board. My brother went to see the captain, and
entreated him to be kind to me. But she knew
not the disposition of the man to whose care I was
entrusted, or I am sure nothing would have induced
her to consent to my plans. I dare say it is all for
the best. I shall, perhaps, learn my duty better
with Captain Simmons than I should have done
with a kinder master. It is well my mother knows
nothing of this; for, even believing I should be
treated with the utmost kindness, the separation
was almost more than she had fortitude to bear,
and she bade me farewell nearly heart-broken. I
have never ceased to regret that I preferred my
own will to the authority of my parents; I deserve
all I suffer, and much more, for my rebellion against
them. This, madam, is all I have to tell you. I
hope you will not cast me off, because I have been
so self-willed; for here I have no friend to aid me,
and I still feel the same desire for my present mode
of life. I am quite sure I am not suited for a
clergyman; but I do not think I could live long
with this captain. If I could get shipped in another
vessel, with a master not quite so severe, in a little
time I should be able to work for money, and assist




my dear mother; and if she saw me occasionally,
and knew I was well and happy, she would be con-
tent and thankful.'
Such was Frederic's simple account of himself.
In five days we came in sight of Port Royal, and
anchored off there during the night: the next day
we went ashore, and my brother Herbert, who was
a merchant in Kingston, was ready to receive me,
and welcome me to his house.
I took the earliest opportunity of speaking to
him concerning Frederic: he promised to make
some arrangement for the boy's advantage, and he
fulfilled his promise. He got him transferred to
the 'Albatross,' Captain Hill, a kind, gentlemanly
man. There Frederic remained for several years,
and gained such approbation by his exemplary con-
duct, that, at length, he became first mate, and
afterwards (on the death of Captain Hill) master.
A few years back, Captain Hartly died; leav-
ing him considerable property. He made it his
first business to settle his mother comfortably, and
she is now residing with Marian (who married a
surgeon,) in St. John's Wood. He next purchased
a ship, and has already made six voyages in her to
the West Indies; so that you see all things have
prospered with Frederic Hamilton, because 'he
feared the Lord always.' I hear from him after
every voyage, and have seen him several times
since he became a great man and a ship-owner;
but he is not altered in one respect, for he is still
the same grateful, affectionate creature as when I
first met him on board the 'Neptune.' His story




proves the truth of the text, 'I have never seen the
righteous forsaken, nor his children begging their
bread.' "
Mr. and Mrs. Wilton were as much pleased as
the children with this little story of Grandy's re-
miniscences. And now, George," said Mr. Wilton,
carry my drawings into the study, for I hear John
coining up-stairs with the supper."
George collected his papa's pencils and paper.
Emma folded up the cotton frock she had been
making for one of her young pupils in the Sunday-
school, locked her work-box, cleared the table of all
signs of their recent occupation, and took her seat
by the side of her brother.
The children were not allowed, except on particu-
lar occasions, to sit up after ten o'clock; but as it
was Mr. Wilton's wish that they should be present
night and morning at family prayers, he always
had supper about nine o'clock, to give them time
for their devotions before retiring to rest.
Supper over, the domestics were summoned, and,
having humbly petitioned for pardon and grace,
they besought the protection of Almighty God dur-,
ing the night season; then, with hearts filled with
love to God, and good-will towards all men, they
retired to their several apartments, and silence
reigned throughout the house.

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Beautiful, sublime and glorious;
Mild, majestic, foaming, free;-
Over time itself victorious,
Image of eternity.

EVERY day throughout the following week the
young folks were busily engaged. It is need-
less to specify the nature of their occupations, or
the reason of their untiring industry: it will be
sufficient for their credit to mention that they did
not work with the foolish desire of ostentatiously dis-
playing a larger portion of information than the rest
of the party, but really because they were fond of
study; and as they advanced in knowledge, they
became more sensible of their own comparative
ignorance, and more anxious to learn. They made
no parade of their own abilities; were equally grati-
fied at the meetings, whether they were required to
speak, or be silent; and no evil passions disturbed
their repose, when they heard other members more
praised than themselves. To prove this, the young
lady to whom Emma had decidedly given the pref-
erence amongst her companions, was three years
her senior, had nearly completed her education,
and was a clever intelligent girl; consequently, it
was very probable that she would far surpass her

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in knowledge, and be in fact more serviceable to the
society than Emma ever had been, or could hope to
be, for some time to come. But Emma's heart was
a stranger to the wicked feeling of jealousy; it was
overflowing with kindness; and she was delighted
that she knew a person so agreeable, and so effi-
cient to introduce, and thought how admirably they
would travel "o'er the glad waters of the bright
blue sea," if all the new members were as well quali-
fied as Dora Leslie.
Day after day passed, and every day added to
their stores, for they devoted at least two hours of
their recreation to the pleasant and profitable occu-
pation of making discoveries in the great oceans and
smaller seas; and when they closed their books, it
was with a sigh, that they were obliged to leave
this interesting study to attend to other business of
equal importance.
On the evening of the 7th instant, the large round
table in the front drawing-room presented a formida-
bly learned appearance, covered with maps, papers,
and books, and surrounded with chairs placed at
convenient distances for the accommodation of the
members of the Geographical Society.
They were to take tea in another apartment that
evening, to give them an opportunity of arranging
the requisite documents before the party assembled,
and thereby prevent much trouble and confusion.
George's blue eyes sparkled with joy, as he care-
fully folded his large paper of notes, and placed it
in an Atlas; and then, for the first time, he confessed
that he felt very curious to see the new members."




They had scarcely concluded their arrangements,
when there was a knocking at the hall-door, and,
seizing his sister's hand, George hurried down
The arrivals were shortly announced; for, strange
to say, the two young friends arrived at the same
instant. John opened the parlor door, and ushered
in Miss Dora Leslie,"--" Master Charles Dorning."
These young people never having previously met
at Mr. Wilton's house, as members of his Geo-
graphical Society, it seemed necessary that there
should be a formal introduction,-at least, so thought
George; and as he proposed it, they required him
to perform the ceremony, which he did in a most
facetious way, affixing the initials M. G. S. after
every name.
They were all seated around the cheerful fire,
laughing heartily, when again John threw open the
door, and announced Mr. Barraud." Immediately
their mirth was checked, for to the younger folks
this gentleman was a total stranger. Mr. Wilton
advanced to greet his friend, and Mrs. Wilton and
Grandy both appeared delighted to see him: they
conversed together some time, until tea was ready,
when the conversation became more general, and
our little friends were occasionally required to give
an opinion.
Before I proceed any farther, I should like to
make you acquainted with Charles Doming and
Dora Leslie. Perhaps if I give you a slight sketch
of their personal appearance, you could contrive to
form a tolerably correct estimate of their characters




from the conversations in which they both figured
to such advantage at the evening meetings held in
the drawing-room of Mr. Wilton's hospitable man-
Charles Dorning-No! We ought to describe
the lady first. Dora Leslie was fourteen years of
age; a gentle, quiet girl, with a meek yet intelligent
countenance, which spoke of sorrow far beyond her
years; and a decided expression of placidity, which
none but the people of God wear, was stamped upon
her delicate features and glowing in her mild blue
eye. She had been in early childhood encompassed
by the heavy clouds of worldly sorrow: she had
wept over the tomb of both her parents; but now
that she could think calmly of her afflictions, she
could kiss the rod which chastened her, and praise
God for thus testifying his exceeding love towards
a sinful child. Her trials had indeed been sanctified
to her; they had changed, but not saddened, her
heart; for she was at the time of her visit to the
Wiltons a cheerful, happy girl, delighting in the
innocent amusements suitable to her age, though
ever ready to turn all events to the advantage of her
fellow-creatures, and the glory of her God. But
I am telling you more than I intended. I was
only to describe her person, and here I am giving
a full, true, and particular account of the beauties
of her mind also. Well, I trust you will excuse me;
for the mind and the body are so nearly connected,
that it is impossible to give a just idea of the graces
of one without in some degree touching upon the
merits of the other. I will now turn to Charles


Doing, as I think I have said enough of Dora
Leslie to induce you to regard her with friendliness.
Charles Doming was a fine romping boy of eleven
years; he had no bright flaxen curls like our friend
George, but straight dark hair, which, however,
was so glossy and neat that no person thought it
unbecoming. His eyes were the blackest I ever
saw, and so sparkling when animated with merri-
ment, that it was impossible to resist their influence,
and maintain a serious deportment if he were in-
clined to excite your risibility. Charles was a
merry boy, but so innocent in his mirth, that Mr.
Wilton was always pleased to have him for his son's
companion, knowing by observation that his mirth
was devoid of mischief, and that he possessed a
most inquiring mind, which urged George on to the
attainment of much solid knowledge that would be
greatly serviceable to him in after years.
I flatter myself you will, from this slight sketch,
be able to form some idea of the new members,"
and regard them as old acquaintances, as you al-
ready do Emma and George.
While they were drinking tea, there was an ani-
mated conversation, which still continued when the
meal was over, until the tray had disappeared, and
John had brushed the crumbs from the table; when
Mrs. Wilton said, Suppose we adjourn into the
next room, and commence business."
There was a general move, and in a few moments
the table was surrounded, and each person prepar-
ing to enjoy the evening's occupation. Miss Leslie
seated George next to her, because she could assist



him considerably in finding places on the maps;
and Charles Doming was gallant enough to offer
to point out the localities for Emma. Thus they
were arranged. Grandy only was away from the
table: she was in her customary seat by the fire, with,
the pussy at her feet, and her fingers nimbly en-
gaged on a par a tete, which she was knitting with
extraordinary facility considering her age and im-
paired vision.
'*Who is to commence?" inquired Mr. Wilton.
" Emma, what have you prepared ?"
EMMA. Dora is to begin, papa, and my paper
will be required presently."
Ma. WILTON. Very well. We are all ready,
Dora, and most attentive. I think, as we have
hitherto commenced with our own quarter of the
world, it would be more systematic to do so now.
Are you prepared for the seas of Europe ?"
DoRA. I will readily impart all Ihave prepar-
ed, sir, and be thankful to listen to the rest.
Europe is bounded on the north by the frozen
ocean, south by the Mediterranean sea, east by Asia,
and west by the Atlantic ocean. Seas being small-
er collections of water than oceans, I have selected
them for our first consideration, and. thinking the
Mediterranean the most important of Europe, I have
placed it at the head of my list. This sea separates
Europe from Africa, and is the largest inland sea in
the world. It contains some beautiful islands, and
washes the shores of many countries planted with
the myrtle, the palm, and the olive, and famous
both in history and geography as scenes of remark-


able adventures, warfares, and discoveries. Nu.
merous rivers from Italy, Turkey, Spain, and
France empty their waters into this great sea. Af-
rica sends a contribution from the mighty Nile,
*,that valuable river which is of such inestimable
benefit to the Egyptians.
The principal islands in the Mediterranean are
Sicily, Sardinia, Corsica, 'Candia, Cyprus, Rhodes,
Majorca, Minorca, and Iviza. There are scores of
smaller isles, such as Malta, Zante, Cephalonia (the
two latter are included in the Ionian isles); but it
would be endless work to particularize each spot of
earth fertile or otherwise, inhabited or uninhabited
in every sea, unless there be something positively
interesting connected with them, or something im-
portant to be known concerning them. I believe
Mrs. Wilton undertakes to supply the particulars
of which we are in need with respect to the various
islands already specified. Therefore I close my
paper for the present."
MRS. WILTON. Sicily, formerly called Trina-
cria, from its triangular shape, is separated from
Italy by the Straits of Messina, which are seven
miles across. In these straits were the ancient
Scylla and Charybdis, long regarded as objects of
terror; but now, owing to the improved state of nav-
igation, they are of little consequence, and have
ceased to excite fears in the hearts of the poor mar-
iners. The chief towns of Sicily are Messina,
Palermo, and Syracuse. In the middle of this
island stands the famous burning mountain Etna.
SOf Sardinia, the chief town is Cagliari.

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Corsica is a beautifully wooded country: its
capital is Bastia. The great Napoleon Bonaparte
was borne at Ajaccio. a seaport in this island."
MR. BARRAUD. There are two interesting as-
sociations with Napoleon to be seen in the Mediter-
ranean off Toulon. One is an old dismantled frig-
ate, which is moored just within the watergates of
the basin, and carefully roofed over and painted.
She is the Muiron,' with an inscription in large
characters on the stern, as follows:-' Cette frigate
prise a Venise est celle qui ramena Napoleon
d'Egypte.' Every boat which passes from the men
of war to the town must go immediately under the
stern of the Muiron. The hold of the Muiron is at
present used as a dungeon for the formats or galley-
slaves who misbehave.
The next association with the Emperor is a state-
ly frigate in deep mourning, painted entirely black,
which claims the distinction of having brought the
remains of Napoleon to France. 'La belle Poule'
is the pride of French frigates."*
MRS. WILTON. Candia is the ancient Crete: it
is a fine fertile island, about 160.miles long, and 30
broad. The famous mount Ida of heathen mythol-
ogy (now only a broken rock) stands here, with
many other remains of antiquity; and through
nearly the whole length of this island runs the chain
of White Mountains, so called on account of their
snow coverings. The island abounds with cattle,
sheep, swine, poultry, and game, all excellent; and
the wine made there is balmy and delicious. The
Vide Sketches of Travel by Francis Schroeder.




people of Candia were formerly celebrated for their
want of veracity; St. Paul alludes to their evil
habits in the first chapter of his epistle to Titus,
where he says, The Cretians are always liars.'
There are some remarkably ugly dogs in Candia,
which seem to be a race between the wolf and the
"Cyprus contains the renowned Paphos: it is
not quite so long an island as Candia, but it is ten
miles broader.
"Rhodes is fifty miles long, and twenty-five
broad. At the north of the harbor stood the cele-
brated colossus of brass, once reckoned one of the
wonders of the world. It was placed with a foot
on either side of the harbor, so that ships in full
sail passed between its legs. This enormous statue
was 130 feet high; it was thrown down by an
earthquake, and afterwards destroyed, and taken to
pieces in the year A. D. 653.
Of Majorca I have little to say: its chief town
is Majorca.
Port Mahon is the capital of Minorca; and Iviza
is the principal town in the island of that name.
Malta- "
GEORGE. Excuse me for interrupting you, dear
mamma; but I wish Grandy to tell me if Malta is
the same island as the Melita mentioned in the
28th chapter of the Acts of the Apostles, where St.
Paul was shipwrecked ?"
GRANDY. Yes, my dear; it is commonly sup-
posed to be the same. It is a very rocky island,
inhabited by a people whom most modern travel-


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lers describe as very selfish, very insincere, and
very superstitious. The population amounts to up-
wards of 63,000. In the days of St. Paul, the in-
habitants were, without doubt, an uncivilized race,
for he calls them a barbarous people! 'And the
barbarous people showed us no little kindness: for
they kindled a fire, and received us every one, be-
cause of the present rain, and because of the cold.'
Here it was that from the circumstance of St. Paul
experiencing no evil effects from the viper clinging
to his hand, that the people concluded him to be a
god; here too he was allowed to perform many
mighty works, such as healing the sick, &c., which
caused him to be 'honored with many honors;' and
'when they departed, they were laden with the
bounty of the people.' Can any one of you young
folks tell me the name of the chief town in this
little island ?"
Yes, madam," replied Charles, I know it; it
is Valetta, so named from the noble Provencal Va-
lette, who, after vainly endeavoring to defend the
holy sepulchre from the defilements of the infidels,
was by them driven with his faithful Christian
army from island to island, until he ultimately
planted the standard of the cross on this sea-girt
rock, and bravely and successfully withstood the
attacks of his enemies. Malta was given to the
Knights of St. John of Jerusalem in 1530 by the
Emperor Charles V., when the Turks drove them
out of Rhodes. They have since been called
'Knights of Malta.' The island is in possession
of the English."


DORA. "And so are the Ionian Islands, which
include Zante, Cephalonia, and St. Maura: they
are all pretty spots near the coast of Greece."
Ma. WILTON. "In the Mediterranean Sea lays
the largest ship in the world, the 'Mahmoud:' it is
floating off Beyrout."
I can tell you, papa," said George, the size of
the largest ship in the time of Henry VIII.; it was
called the Henri Grace A Dieu,' and was of 1000
tons burthen; it required 349 soldiers, 301 sailors,
and 50 gunners to man her."
MR. WILTON. That was the first double-decked
ship built in England; it cost 14,000, and was
completed in 1509. Before this, twenty-four gun-
ships were the largest in our navy; and these had
no port-holes, the guns being on the upper decks
only. Port-holes were invented by Descharges, a
French builder at Brest, in the year 1500."
CHARLES. "That was a useful and simple in-
vention enough: it must have been very incon-
venient to have all the guns on the upper decks;
besides, there could not be space for so many as
the vessels of war carry now. Pray what is the
size of a first-rate man-of-war, and how many guns
does she carry ?"
MR. BARRAUD. The Caledonia.' built at Ply-
mouth in 1808, is 2616 tons burthen, carries 120
guns, and requires 875 men without officers. You
can imagine the size of a vessel that could contain
so many men. But all are not so large: that is a
first-rate: there are some sixth-rate, which only
carry twenty guns, are not more than 400 tons


burthen, and their complement of men is only 155.
The intermediate ships, 2d, 3d, 4th, and 5th rate,
vary in every respect according to their size, and
are classed according to their force and burthen.
Only first and second-rate men-of-war have three
decks. Ships of the line include all vessels up to
the highest rate, and not lower than the frigate."
GEORGE. How I should like to have a fleet of
ships. Will you buy me more, dear papa, when I
have rigged the 'Stanley?' I am getting on very
fast with her; Emma has stitched all the sails,
and only three little men remain to be dressed;
while I have cut the blocks, and set the ropes in
order. It will look very handsome when it is quite
finished; but a miniature fleet would be beautiful
to launch on the lake at Horbury next summer.
If I rig this vessel properly, may I have some oth-
ers of different sizes, with port-holes to put cannon
in? The 'Stanley,' you know, is a merchantman;
but now I want some men-of-war."
MR. WILTON. My dear, when your friend sent
you the Stanley,' do you remember how delighted
you were, and the remark you made at the time?
I have not forgotten your exclamation-' Now I am
a ship-owner! I should be quite satisfied if I were
a man to possess one vessel to cross the great ocean,
and bring all sorts of curiosities from foreign lands.
I should not care to have half a dozen, because
they would be a great deal of trouble to me, and
would make me anxious and unhappy.' How
quickly you have changed your opinion. I fear
that if you had a little fleet, your desires would not



be checked, for you would, after a while, be wish-
ing for large ships, and real men, and, instead of
being a contented ship-owner, would not be satis-
fied with any station short of the Lord High Ad-
miral. I do not think it would be wise in me to
gratify your desires in this matter, for then I should
be like the foolish father of whom Krummacher
relates a story."
Oh! what is it, papa," inquired George: will
you tell us?"
MR. WILTON. A father returned from the sea-
coast to his own home, and brought with him, for
his son, some beautiful shells, which he had picked
up on the shore. The delight of the boy was great.
He took them. and sorted them, and counted them
over. He called all his playfellows, to show them
his treasures; and they could talk of nothing but
the beautiful shells. He daily found new beauties,
and gave each of them a name. But in a few
months, the boy's father said to himself, 'I will
now give him a still higher pleasure; I will take
him to the coast of the sea itself; there he will see
thousands more of beautiful shells, and may choose
for himself.' When they came to the beach, the
boy was amazed at the multitude of shells that lay
around, and he went to and fro and picked them
up. But one seemed still more beautiful than an-
other, and he kept always changing those he had
gathered for fresh shells. In this manner he went
about changing, vexed, and out of humor with him-
self. At length, tired of stooping and comparing,
and selecting, he threw away all he had picked up,


and, returning home weary of shells, he gave away
all those which had afforded him so much pleasure.
Then his father was sorry, and said,' I have acted
unwisely; the boy was happy in his small pleas-
ures, and I have robbed him of his simplicity, and
both of us of a gratification.' Now, my boy, does
not this advise you to be content with such things
as you have King Solomon says,' Better is a little
with the fear of the Lord, than great treasure and
trouble therewith;' and surely your trouble would
be largely increased were you to have a whole fleet
of ships to rig and fit up against next summer; and
I rather think Emma would be bringing forward
various objections, as her time would be required
to prepare the sails and dress the sailors."
Indeed, dear papa," said Emma, I have had
quite enough trouble with his merchantman,' for
George is so very particular. I am sure I could
not dress the marines for a man-of-war: they re-
quire an immense deal of care in fitting their clothes:
loose trousers and check shirts are easy to make,
but tight jackets and trousers, with all the other et
ceteras required to dress a marine, would be more
than I should like to undertake. as I feel convinced
I could not do it to the admiral's satisfaction."
CHARLES. George, shall I give you the dic-
tionary definition of an admiral ?"
GEORGE. I know what an admiral is. He is
an officer of the first rank; but I do not know what
the dictionary says."
CHARLES. Then I will tell you how to dis-
tinguish him: according to Falconer, an admiral




may be distinguished by a flag displayed at his
This caused a burst of merriment, when Emma
exclaimed, That sounds very droll, Charles, but I
understand it: it refers to the admiral's ship, does
it not, papa ?"
MR. WILTON. Yes, my dear. The Sicilians
were the first by whom the title was adopted in
1244: they took it from the Eastern nations, who
often visited them. Well, George, do not you think
you had better be content with your merchant-ship,
because, then, you can reckon on Emma's services ?"
GEORGE. I will try, papa, to exercise my pa-
tience on the Stanley,' and be satisfied to read of
the men-of-war. Now, dear papa, I want to know
if the Mediterranean has ever been frozen over like
the Thames ?"
MR. WILTON. Not exactly like the Thames,
but it has been frozen. In the year 1823, the Medi-
terranean was one sheet of ice; the people of the
south never experienced so severe a winter, or, if
they did, there is no mention made of it in history."
EMMA. Ought not Venice, being nearly or
totally surrounded by water, to be included in the
islands of the Mediterranean ?"
MRS. WILTON. It is not in the Mediterranean,
my dear, but situated to the north of the Adriatic
Sea, which sea is undoubtedly connected with the
Mediterranean, as are many other seas and gulfs;
for instance, we may include the Archipelago or
Egean Sea, the Sea of Marmora, the Gulf of Tarento,
and the first-mentioned, the Adriatic Sea, or Gulf




of Venice, the mouth of which is also called the
Ionian Sea; and I cannot tell you how many
smaller gulfs, or, more properly speaking, bays,
beside; for in the Archipelago alone there are no
fewer than eleven. However, while we are so near,
it may be of some advantage to take a peep at
Venice,' the dream-like city of a hundred isles:'
that expression is a poetical exaggeration, for Venice
is built upon seventy-two small islands. Over the
several canals, are laid nearly five hundred bridges,
most of them built of stone. The Rialto was once
considered the largest single-arched bridge in the
world, and is well known to English readers from
the work of our greatest dramatist, Shakspeare,-
the Merchant of Venice,' and from Venice Pre-
served,' written by the unhappy poet Otway, who
died of starvation. Although no longer the brilliant
and prosperous city, from whose stories Shakspeare
selected such abundant subjects for his pen, there
is yet much to admire and wonder at On the
great canal, which has a winding course between
the two principal parts of the city, are situated the
most magnificent of the great houses, or palaces as
they are termed; some of them of a beautiful style
of architecture, with fronts of Istrian marble, and
containing valuable collections of pictures. The
canals penetrate to every part of the town, so that
almost every house has a communication by a land-
ing-stair, leading directly into the house by one
way, and on to the water by another. The place
of coaches is supplied by gondolas, which are
light skiffs with cabins, in which four or five per-





sons can sit, covered and furnished with a door and
glass windows like a carriage. They are propelled
by one man standing near the stern, with a single
oar, which he pushes, moving the boat in the same
direction as he looks. Those persons who are not
rich enough to possess a gondola of their own, hire
them, as we do cabs, when they require to go abroad.
The Venetian territories are as fruitful as any in
Italy, abounding with vineyards, and mulberry
plantations. Its chief towns are Venice (which I
have described), Padua, Verona, Milan, Cremona,
Lodi, and Mantua. Venice was once at the head
of the European naval powers; 'her merchants were
princes, and her traffickers the honorable of the
earth,' but now-
Her pageants on the sunny waves are gone,
Her glory lives in memory's page alone.'
In a beautiful poem written by the lamented
Miss Landon, there are some very appropriate
"'But her glory is departed,
And her pleasure is no more,
Like a pale queen broken-hearted,
Left lonely on the shore.
No more thy waves are cumbered
With her galleys bold and free;
For her days of pride are numbered,
And she rules no more the sea.
Her sword has left her keeping,
Her prows forget the tide,
And the Adriatic, weeping,
Wails round his mourning bride.'
*, *


S' In those straits is desolation,
And darkness and dismay-
Venice, no more a nation,
Has owned the stranger's sway.'"

CHARLES. 1" I have some scraps belonging to the
tidelesss sea,' which will come in here very well.
The first is the account of the Bosphorus, now call-
ed the Canal of Constantinople, situated between
the Euxine and the Sea of Marmora. The whole
length of it is about seventeen miles, and most de-
lightful excursions are made on it in pretty vessels
called Caiques.' They rest so lightly on the
water, that you are never certain of being safely
stowed.' The rowers are splendid-looking fellows
from two to four in number, each man with two
light sculls, and they sit lightly on thwarts on the
same level with the gunwale of the caique. Their
costume is beautiful; the head covered with the
crimson tarbouche, and the long silk tassel dang-
ling over the shoulders; a loose vest of striped silk
and cotton, fine as gauze, with wide open collar, and
loose flowing sleeves; a brilliant-colored shawl en-
velops the waist, and huge folds of Turkish trou-
sers extend to the knee; the leg is bare, and a yel-
low slipper finishes the fanciful costume. In the
aft part of this caique is the space allotted for the
'fare,' a crimson-cushioned little divan* in the bot-
tom of the boat, in which two persons can lounge
comfortably. The finish of the caique is often ex-
traordinary-finest fret-work and moulding, carved

More properly written "diwaun."




and modelled as for Cleopatra. The caiques of the
Sultan are the richest boats in the world, and prob-
ably the most rapid and easy. They are manned
by twenty or thirty oarsmen, and the embellish-
ment, and conceits of ornament are superb. Noth-
ing can exceed the delightful sensation of the mo-
tion; and the skill of the rowers in swiftly turning,
and avoiding contact with the myriads of caiques is
astonishing. My next scrap is about the Helle-
spont,* situated between the Sea of Marmora and
the Archipelago: it is broader at the mouth than at
any other part; about half-way up, the width is not
more than a mile, and the effect is more like a su-
perb river than a strait; its length of forty-three
miles should also give it a better claim to the title
of a river. In the year 1810, on the 10th of May,
Lord Byron accompanied by a friend, a lieutenant
on board the 'Salsette,' swam across the Hellespont,
from Abydos to Sestos. a distance of four miles; but
this was more than the breadth of the stream, and
caused principally by the rapidity of the current,
which continually carried them out of the way, the
stream at this particular place being only a mile in
width. It was here also that Leander is reported
'to have swam every night in the depth of winter,
to meet his be:oved Hero; and, alas for both. swam
once too often."
MR. WILTON. "Before we sail out of the Medi-
terranean, I wish to mention the singular loss of
Thus named from Helle, who, according to poetical tra-
dition, perished in these waters, and from Pontus, the Greek
word for sea.


the Mentor,' a vessel belonging to Lord Elgin, the
collector of the Athenian marbles, now called by his
name. and to be seen in the British Museum. The
vessel was cast away off Cerigo, with no other car-
go on board but the sculptures: they were, how-
ever, too valuable to be given up for lost, because
they had gone to the bottom of the sea. A plan
was adopted for recovering them, and it occupied a
number of divers three years, before the operations
were completed, for the Mentor was sunk in ten
fathoms water, and the cases of marble were so
heavy as to require amazing skill and good manage-
ment to be ultimately successful. The cases were
all finally recovered, and none of the contents in the
least damaged, when they were forwarded to Eng-
land. The whole cost of these marbles, all expenses
included, in the collecting, weighing up, and con-
veying, is estimated at the enormous sum of
CHARLES. When was this valuable collection
made, sir?"
MR. WILTON. It was many years in hand. I
believe about the year 1799 investigations com-
menced; but the 'Mentor' was lost in 1802, and
the marbles did not all arrive in England until the
end of the year 1812; since then an immense num-
ber of valuable medals have been added to the col-
DORA. May we now sail through the straits of
Gibraltar into the Atlantic ?"
Mn. WILTON. We must necessarily pass through
the straits of Gibraltar to get out of the Mediterra-




nean; but as we proposed to examine into the dif-
ferent situations of the lesser divisions of water, first,
we will merely sail through a portion of the At-
lantic, and have a little information concerning the
Bay of Biscay."
DoRA. The Bay of Biscay washes the shores
of France and Spain ; but the sea is so very rough
there, that I think, were our voyage real instead
of imaginary, we should all be anxious to leave
this Bay as quickly as possible: and the next name
on the list is the British Channel."
EMMA. I have that. The British Channel is
the southern boundary of Great Britain, and ex-
tends to the coast of France. The islands in this
channel are the Isle of Wight-capital Newport,
-Guernsey, Jersey, Alderney and Sark."
MRS. WILTON. The Isle of Wight has, from
time immemorial, been eulogized for its beautiful
scenery. It is about twenty-three miles from east
to west, and twelve from north to south. You
have all heard of the Needles, which obtained their
name from a lofty pointed rock on the western
coast, bearing a resemblance to that little imple-
ment; and which, with other pieces of rock, had
been disjointed from the mainland by the force of
the waves. This rock was 120 feet high. About
seventy years ago, it fell, and totally disappeared in
the sea. The height of the cliffs now standing, is
in some places 600 feet, and, when viewed from a
distance, they are magnificent in the extreme. In
this island her majesty Queen Victoria has a de-
lightful residence.




"Guernsey is the most westerly of the Channel
Islands: it is eight miles one way, and six miles
the other, very fertile, with a mild and healthy cli-
mate. A striking object presents itself on approach-
ing Guernsey, called Castle Cornet, situated on a
rock somewhat less than half a mile from the
shore, entirely surrounded by water, supposed to
have been built by the Romans, and formerly the
residence of the governors."
MR. BARRAUD. I have read a curious descrip-
tion of a most remarkable thunder-storm, which
visited this place in December, 1672. It is as
On Sunday night, about 12 o'clock, the maga-
zine of the castle was blown up with the powder in
it by the lightning. The night was very stormy
and tempestuous, and the wind blew hard. In an
instant of time, not only the whole magazine con-
taining the powder was blown up in the air, but
also the houses and lodgings of the castle, particu-
larly some fair and beautiful buildings, that had just
before been erected at great expense, under the care
and direction of Lord Viscount Hatton. (then gov-
ernor.) who was at the same time within the build-
ings of the castle, all which buildings were. with
many others, reduced to a confused heap of stones,
and several persons buried in the ruins. In the
upper part of the castle, at a place called the New
Buildings, was killed by the accident the dowager
Lady Hatton, by the fall of the ceiling of her cham-
ber, which fell in four pieces, one of them upon her
breast, and killed her on the spot. The Lady Hat-


ton, wife to the governor, was likewise destroyed
in the following manner:-Her ladyship, being
greatly terrified at the thunder and lightning, in-
sisted (before the magazine blew up,) upon being
removed from the chamber she was in to the nur-
sery; where, having caused her woman to come
also to be with her, in order to have joined in pray-
er, in a few minutes after, that noble lady and her
woman fell a sacrifice, by one corner of the nursery-
room falling in upon them, and were the next
morning both found dead. In the same room was
also killed a nurse, who was found dead, having my
lord's second daughter fast in her arms, holding a
small silver cup in her hands, which she usually
played with, and which was all rimpled and bruised.
Yet the young lady did not receive the least hurt.
The nurse had likewise one of her hands fixed
upon the cradle, in which lay my lord's youngest
daughter, and the cradle was almost filled with
rubbish: yet the child received no sort of prejudice.
A considerable number of other persons were all
destroyed by the same accident."*
MRs. WILTON., "What a very remarkable pres-
ervation of those little children. Who could deny
the finger of God, with such wonderful instances of
his Omnipotence before their eyes ? Surely such
events must shake the tottering foundations of infi-
delity, and cause the most disbelieving to confess
'The Lord He is God.' Jersey is the next island
for consideration; but I know so little of it, that I

* Vide History of Guernsey, by Dicey.




must refer you to some person better acquainted
with the subject."
CHARLES. I have been to Jersey, madam, and
shall be happy to afford you the trifling information
I have gained respecting its peculiarities. Jersey,
the largest of the Channel Islands, is situated in a
deep bay of the French coast, from which it is dis-
tant twenty miles. Its extreme length from east
to west is twelve miles, its breadth six. The island
is fertile and beautiful, it enjoys a mild and salu-
brious climate; the coast is studded with granite
rocks, and indented by small bays, which add
greatly to the beauty of the scenery. The chief
town is St. Helier's,-its principal trade is with
Newfoundland: ship-building is carried on exten-
sively. The natives are kind, but thrifty and par-
MRS. WILTON. Thank you, Charles; your
description is short, and very much to the purpose.
The Channel Islands, I believe, were attached to
England, as the private property of William the
Conqueror: the French have made several unsuc-
cessful attempts to gain possession of them. The
natives are Norman, and the language Norman-
French. These islands enjoy a political constitu-
tion of their own; exemption from all duties, and
various privileges granted them by Royal Charter;
they are much attached to the English govern-
ment, but entirely averse to the French. We will
now pass over the other islands, and, 'putting our
ship about,' we will stop to view the Eddystone




MR. WILTON. "Before we quit the shores of
France, I wish to read you an extract from Leigh
Ritchie's Travelling Sketches. You remember in
our conversations on the Rivers last winter, that
we mentioned the stain that would ever remain on
Havre from the prominent part taken by the inhabi-
tants in the dreadful traffic in slaves. The extract
I am about to read is from the journal of a youth
named Romaine, on board the Rodeur,' a vessel
of 200 tons, which cleared out of Havre for Guada-
loupe, on the 15th January, 1819. The boy writes
to his mother, while the vessel lay at Bony in the
river Calabar, on the coast of Africa:-' Since we
have been at this place, I have become more ac-
customed to the howling of these negroes. At first
it alarmed me, and I could not sleep. The captain
says if they behave well they will be much better
off at Guadaloupe; and I am sure I wish the
ignorant creatures would come quietly, and have it
over. To-day, one of the blacks, whom they were
forcing into the hold, suddenly knocked down a
sailor, and attempted to leap overboard. He was
caught, however, by the leg, by another of the crew;
and the sailor, rising in a passion, hamstrung him
with his cutlass. The captain, seeing this, knocked
the butcher flat upon the deck with a handspike.
"I will teach you to keep your temper," said he;
: he was the best slave of the lot!"' The boy then
runs to the chains, and sees the slave who was
found to be useless,' dropped into the sea, where
he continued to swim after he had sunk under the
water, making a red track, which broke, widened,


faded, and was seen no more. At last they got
fairly to sea. The captain is described as being in
the best temper in the world; walking the deck,
rubbing his hands, humming a tune, and rejoicing
that he had six dozen slaves on board; men, women,
and children; and all in prime marketable condi-
tion.' The boy says, their cries were so terrible,
that he dare not go and look into the hold; that at
first he could not close his eyes, the sound so froze his
blood; and that one night he jumped up, and in hor-
ror ran to the captain's room; he was sleeping pro-
foundly with the lamp shining upon his face, calm as
marble. The boy did not like to disturb him. The
next day, two of the slaves were found dead in the
hold, suffocated by the foulness of the atmosphere.
The captain is informed of this, and orders them in
gangs to the forecastle to take the fresh air. The
boy runs up on deck to see them; he did not find
them so very unwell, but adds, 'that blacks are so
much alike that one can hardly tell.' On reaching
the ship's side, first one, then another, then a third,
of the slaves leaped into the sea, before the eyes of
the astonished sailors. Others made the attempt,
but were knocked flat on the deck, and the crew
kept watch over them with handspikes and cutlasses,
until they should receive orders from the captain.
The negroes who had escaped, kept gambolling
upon the waves, yelling what appeared like a song
of triumph, in the burden of which some on deck
joined. The ship soon left the ignorant creatures'
behind, and their voices were heard more and more
faint; the black head of one, and then another,


disappearing, until the sea was without a spot, and
the air without a sound. The captain, having
finished his breakfast, came on deck, and was in-
formed of the revolt. He grew pale with rage, and,
in dread of losing all his cargo, determined to make
an example. He selects six from those who had
joined in the chorus, has three hanged, and three
shot before their companions. That night the boy
could not sleep. The negroes, in consequence of
the revolt, are kept closer than ever. As a conse-
quence, ophthalmia makes its appearance among
them. The captain is compelled to have them be-
tween decks, and the surgeon attends them 'just as
if they were white men.' All the slaves, then the
crew, save one, the captain, surgeon, and mate, the
boy, and at last the solitary one of the crew, are
stone blind. Mother,' says the boy,' your son was
blind for ten days.'
Some of the crew were swearing from morning
till night, some singing abominable songs, some
kissing the crucifix and making vows to the saints.
The ship in the meanwhile helmless, but with sails
set, driving on like the phantom vessel, is assailed
by a storm, and the canvass bursts with loud reports,
the masts strain and crack, she carrying on her
course down the abyss of billows, and being cast
forth like a log on the heights of the waters. The
storm dies away, when the crew are startled with a
sound which proves to be a hail from another vessel.
They ask for hands, and are answered with a de-
mand for like assistance. The one crew is too few
to spare them, and the other is too blind to go.




SAt the commencement of this horrible coincidence,'
continues the boy, 'there was a silence among us
for some moments, like that of death. It was broken
by a fit of laughter in which I joined myself; and
before our awful merriment was over, we could hear,
by the sound of the curses which the Spaniard
shouted against us, that the St. Leo had drifted away.'
The captain, crew, and some of the slaves grad-
ually recover; some partially, with the loss of an eye,
others entirely. The conclusion of the journal must
be told in the boy's own words:-
This morning the captain called all hands on
deck, negroes and all. The shores of Guadaloupe
were in sight. I thought he was going to return
God thanks publicly for our miraculous escape.
Are you quite certain," said the mate, that the
cargo is insured ?" "I am," replied the captain:
every slave that is lost must be made good by the
underwriters. Besides, would you have me turn
my ship into a hospital for the support of blind
negroes? They have cost us enough already; do
your duty." The mate picked out the thirty-nine
negroes who were completely blind, and, with the
assistance of the rest of the crew, tied a piece of
ballast to the legs of each. The miserable wretches
were then thrown into the sea !' "
Tears glistened in the eyes of the children dur-
ing the perusal of this melancholy account, and Em-
ma, covering her face with her hands, wept aloud.
Poor, poor people !" exclaimed George; oh I
how glad I am that the English have no slaves;



those wicked captains and sailors deserve to be
hanged for treating them so cruelly."
GRANDY. "' Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord.'
These wicked men will one day be called to an
awful account for the cruelties exercised on their
hapless brethren; and not they alone, but also the
purchasers of these wretched slaves, who, when
possessed of them, still caused them to groan in
bondage and misery; without once considering that
negroes also are the work of God's hands, and are
made immortal equally with themselves, notwith-
standing their different complexion ; for God is no
respecter of persons,' and He takes as much inter-
est in the soul of a poor negro as in that of the
greatest white potentate on the earth."
Ma. BARRAUD. "' The glory of one of our cele-
brated navigators is tarnished, by not merely a par-
ticipation in, but by being actually the originator
of, the slave-trade in the English dominions. Sir
John Hawkins was the first Englishman who en-
gaged in the slave-trade ; and he acquired such rep-
utation for his skill and success on a voyage to
Guinea made in 1564, that, on his return home,
Queen Elizabeth granted him by patent, for his
crest, a demi-moor, in his proper color, bound with
a cord. It was in those days considered an honor-
able employment, and was common in most other
civilized countries of the world: it was the vice of
the age: therefore we must not condemn Sir John
Hawkins individually, for it is probable that he
merely regarded it as a lucrative branch of trade,
and, like the rest of the world at that period, did no'




consider it as in the slightest degree repugnant to
justice or Christianity. I presume our next halting-
place will be Portsmouth V"
DORA. Yes, sir; we are to anchor in Ports-
mouth harbor, because Charles has an excellent
account of the wreck of the Royal George,' which,
being so immediately connected with this naval
town, will be more appropriate here than elsewhere.
Will you read it, Charles ?"
CHARLES. Willingly. The narrative is written
by one of the survivors, a Mr. Ingram, who lived
many years after, at Woodford, near Bristol.

Use tWrecft of te 3oa0l eoirge.

"' The Royal George" was a ship of one hun-
dred guns. In August, 1782, she came to Spit-
head in a very complete state, so that there was no
occasion for the pumps to be touched oftener than
once in every three or four days. By the 29th of
August she had got six months' provisions on
board, and also many tons of shot. The ship had
her top-gallant-yards up, the blue flag of-Admiral
Kempenfeldt was flying at the mizen, and the en-
sign was hoisted on the ensign-staff,-and she was
to have sailed in about two days, to join the grand
fleet in the Mediterranean. It was ascertained that
the water-cock must be taken out, and a new one
put in. The water-cock is something like a tap of
a barrel; it is in the hold of a ship on the starboard
side, and at that part of the ship called the well.
.. .



By turning a handle which is inside the ship, the
sea-water is let into a cistern in the hold, and it is
from that pumped up to wash the decks. In some
ships, the water is drawn up the side in buckets,
and there is no water-cock. To get out the old
water-cock, it was necessary to make the ship heel
so much on her larboard side as to raise the outside
of this apparatus above water. This was done at
about eight o'clock, on the morning of the 27th
August. To do it, the whole of the guns on the
larboard side were run out as far as they would go,
quite to the breasts of the guns, and the starboard
guns drawn in amidships and secured by tackles,
two to every gun, one on each side. This brought
the water nearly on a level with the port-holes of
the larboard side of the lower gun-deck. The men
were working at the water-cock on the outside of
the ship for near an hour, the ship remaining all
on one side, as I have stated.
At about nine o'clock, A. M., or rather before,
we had just finished our breakfast, and the last
lighter, with rum on board, had come alongside:
this vessel was a sloop of about fifty tons, and be-
longed to three brothers, who used to carry things
on board the man-of-war. She was lashed to the
larboard side of the Royal George," and we were
piped to clear the lighter, and get the rum out of
her, and stow it in the hold of the Royal George."
I was in the waist of our ship, on the larboard side,
bearing the rum-casks over, as some of our men
were aboard the sloop to sling them.
At first no danger was apprehended from the




ship being on one side, although the water kept
dashing in at the port-holes at every wave; and
there being mice in the lower part of the ship,
which were disturbed by the water which dashed
in, they were hunted in the water by the men, and
there had been a rare game going on. However,
by nine o'clock the additional quantity of rum
aboard the ship, and also the quantity of sea-water
which had dashed in through the port-holes,
brought the larboard port-holes of the lower gun-
deck nearly level with the sea.
As soon as that was the case, the carpenter
went on the quarter-deck to the lieutenant of the
watch, to ask him to give orders to "right ship," as
the ship could not bear it. However, the lieutenant
made him a very short answer, and the carpenter
then went below. This officer was the third lieu-
tenant; he had not joined us long: his name I do
not recollect; he was a good-sized man, between
thirty and forty years of age. The men called him
" Jib-and-stay-sail-Jack ;" for if he had the watch in
the night, he would be always bothering the men
to alter the sails, and it was "up jib" and "down
jib," and up foresail" and down foresail," every
minute. However, the men considered him more
of a troublesome officer than a good one; and, from
a habit he had of moving his fingers about when
walking the quarter-deck, the men said he was an
organ-player from London: but I have no reason
to know this was the case. The captain's name
was Waghorn. He was on board, but where he
was I do not know: however, captains, if anything


is to be done when the ship is in harbor, seldom
interfere, but leave it all to the officer of the watch.
The Admiral was either in his cabin, or in the
steerage (I do not know which); and the barber,
who had been to shave him, had just left. The
Admiral was a man upwards of seventy years of
age; he was a thin tall man, and stooped a good
"' As I have already stated, the carpenter left
the quarter-deck and went below. In a very short
time he came up again, and asked the lieutenant
of the watch to right ship," and said again that
the ship could not bear it. Myself and a good
many more were at the waist of the ship and at the
gangways, and heard what passed, as we knew the
danger, and began to feel aggrieved; for there were
some capital seamen aboard, who knew what they
were about quite as well or better than the officers.
"' In a very short time, in a minute or two, I should
think, Lieutenant (now Admiral Sir P. H.) Durham
ordered the drummer to be called to beat to right
ship." The drummer was called in a moment, and
the ship was then just beginning to sink. I jumped
off the gangway as soon as the drummer was call-
ed. There was no time for him to beat his drum,
and I do not know that he had even had time to
get it. I ran down to my station, and, by the time
I had got there, the men were tumbling down the
hatchways one over another, to get to their stations
as quick as possible to right ship." My station
was at the third gun from the head of the ship, on
the starboard side of the lower gun-deck close by




where the cable passes. I said to the second cap-
tain of our gun whose name was Carrell, (for every
gun has a first and second captain, though they are
only sailors,) "Let us try to bouse our gun out,
without waiting for the drum, as it will help to
'right ship.' We pushed the gun, but it ran back
upon us, and we could not start him. The water
then rushed in at nearly all the port-holes of the
larboard side of the lower gun-deck, and I directly
said to Carrell, "Ned, lay hold of the ring-bolt, and
jump out of the port-hole; the ship is sinking, and
we shall all be drowned." He laid hold of the
ring-bolt, and jumped out at the port-hole into the
sea: I believe he was drowned, for I never saw
him afterwards. I immediately got out at the
same port-hole, which was the third from the head
of the ship on the starboard side of the lower gun-
deck, and when I had done so, I saw the port-hole
as full of heads as it could cram, all trying to get out.
"L I caught hold of the best bower-anchor, which
was just above me, to prevent falling back again
into the port-hole, and seized hold of a woman
who was trying to get out of the same place. I
dragged her out. The ship was full of Jews, wo-
men, and people, selling all sorts of things. I threw
the woman from me, and saw all the heads drop
back again in at the port-hole, for the ship had got
so much on her larboard side, that the starboard
port-holes were as much upright as if the men had
tried to get out of the top of a chimney, with noth-
ing for their legs and feet to act upon. I threw
the woman from me, and just after that moment,



the air that was between decks, drafted out at the
port-holes very swiftly. It was quite a huff of
wind, and it blew my hat off The ship then sunk
in a moment. I tried to swim, but I could not. al-
though I plunged as hard as I coul 1, both hands
and feet. The sinking of the ship drew me down
so: indeed, I think I must have gone down within
a yard as low as the ship did. When the ship
touched the bottom, the water boiled up a great
deal, and then I felt that I could swim, and began
to rise.
"' When I was about half-way up to the top of
the water, I put my right hand on the head of a
man who was nearly exhausted. He wore long hair,
as did many of the men at that time; he tried to
grapple me, and he put his four fingers into my
right shoe, alongside the outer edge of my foot. I
succeeded in kicking my shoe off and, putting my
hand on his shoulder, I shoved him away: I then
rose to the surface of the water.
At the time the ship was sinking, there was
a barrel of tar on the starboard side of her deck,
and that had rolled to the larboard, and staved as
the ship went down, and when I rose to the top of
the water, the tar was floating like fat on the top
of a boiler. I got the tar about my hair and face:
but I struck it away as well as I could. and when
my head came above water, I heard the cannon
ashore firing for distress. I looked about me, and
at the distance of eight or ten yards from me, I saw
the main topsail halyard block above water: the
water was about thirteen fathoms deep, and at that




time the tide was coming in. I swam to the main
topsail halyard block, got on it, and sat upon it,
and then I rode. The fore, main, and mizen tops
were all above water, as were a part of the bow-
sprit, and part of the ensign-staff, with the ensign
upon it.
"' In going down, the mainyard of the Royal
George" caught the boom of the rum-lighter, and
sunk her; and there is no doubt that this made the
" Royal George" more upright in the water, when
sunk, than she otherwise would have been, as she
did not lie much more on her beam-ends than small
vessels often do, when left dry on a bank of mud.
C"' When I got on the main topsail halyard block,
I saw the admiral's baker in the shrouds of the
mizen-top-mast, and directly after that, the woman,
whom I had pulled out of the port-hole, came roll-
ing by: I said to the baker, who was an Irishman,
named Robert Cleary, Bob, reach out your hand,
and catch hold of that woman; that is a woman I
pulled out of the port-hole: I dare say she is not
dead." He said, I dare say she is dead enough;
it is of no use to catch hold of her." I replied, I
dare say she is not dead." He caught hold of the
woman, and hung her head over one of the ratlines
of the mizen shrouds, and there she hung by the
chin, which was hitched over the ratlin; but a
surf came and knocked her backwards, and away
she went rolling over and over. A captain of a
frigate which was lying at Spithead came up in a
boat as fast as he could. I dashed out my left
hand in a direction towards the woman as a sign



to him. He saw it, and saw the woman. His
men left off rowing, and they pulled the woman
aboard their boat, and laid her on one of the thwarts.
The captain of the frigate called out to me, My
man, I must take care of those who are in more
danger than you." I said, I am safely moored,
now, sir." There was a seaman named Hibbs,
hanging by his two hands from the main-stay, and
as he hung, the sea washed over him every now
and then, as much as a yard deep over his head;
and when he saw it coming, he roared out: how-
ever, he was but a fool for that; for if he had kept
himself quiet, he would not have wasted his strength,
and he would have been able to take the chance of
holding on so much the longer. The captain of the
frigate had his boat rowed to the main-stay; but
they got the stay over part of the head of the boat,
and were in great danger, before they got Hibbs on
board. The captain of the frigate then got all the
men that were in the different parts of the rigging,
including myself and the baker, into his boat, and
took us on board the Victory;" where the doctors
recovered the woman, but she was very ill for three
or four days. On board the Victory," I saw the
body of the carpenter lying on the hearth before
the galley fire: some women were trying to re-
cover him, but he was quite dead.
"' The captain of the Royal George," who could
not swim, was picked up and saved by one of the
seamen. The lieutenant of the watch, I believe, was
drowned. The number of persons who lost their
lives, I cannot state with any degree of accuracy,


because of there being so many Jews, women, and
other persons on board who did not belong to the
ship. The complement of the ship was nominally
1000 men, but she was not full. Some were ashore;
sixty marines had gone ashore that morning.
"' The Government allowed 51. each to the sea.
men who were on board, and not drowned, for the
loss of their things. I saw the list, and there were
only seventy-five. A vast number of the best men
were in the hold stowing away the rum-casks: they
must all have perished, and so must many of the
men who were slinging the casks in the sloop.
Two of the three brothers belonging to the sloop
perished, and the other was saved. I have no doubt
that the men caught hold of each other, forty or
fifty together, and drowned one another; those who
could not swim catching hold of those who could;
and there is also little doubt that as many got into
the launch as could cram into her, hoping to save
themselves in that way, and went down in her al-
In a few days after the Royal George" sunk,
bodies would come up thirty or forty nearly at a
time. A body would rise, and come up so sudden-
ly as to frighten any one. The watermen, there is
no doubt, made a good thing of it: they took from
the bodies of the men their buckles, money, and
watches, and then made fast a rope to their heels,
and towed them to land.'
CHARLES. That is all I have copied, as the re-
maining part of the narrative is too full of nautical
terms for us to understand; and, as it only relates
6: -


to the state of the weather, the condition of the ves-
sel, and the perverseness of the lieutenant, it is of
no particular advantage to us in the explanation of
the wreck, for we already know the why and where-
fore of the disastrous event. But Mr. Ingram does
not precisely state the number of persons lost. Was
it not ascertained soon after ?"
MR. WILTON. "Yes; I believe the number of
persons who perished on this sadly memorable
occasion was upwards of 800, out of whom 200
were women."
GEORGE. And was the taking out the water-
cock the original cause of the sinking of the Royal
George' ?"
MR. WILTON. "' No doubt it was, because, to ef-
fect this, the vessel was hove on one side, and while
in that situation, a sudden squall threw her broad-
side into the water, and the lower deck ports not
having been lashed down, she filled, and sunk in
about three minutes."
DORA. Dear me! how very sudden; what an
awful scene it must have been, so many poor crea-
tures hurried, with scarcely a moment's warning or
time to cry for mercy, into the presence of their
Creator! Were the bodies all washed ashore? Oh!
what a mourning and lamentation there must have
been at Spithead, when the fatal truth was borne
to their sorrowing friends."
MR. WILTON. They were not all washed
ashore, Dora, for the good old Admiral Kempenfeldt
was never found. Vast portions of the wreck have
been recovered, and many of her stores; but they



are comparatively worthless when we think of the
widows and orphans left to pine in poverty and
EMMA. Cowper has written some touching lines
on this awful calamity, with which we shall wind
up the subject:-

"'Toll for the brave 1
The brave that are no more I
All sunk beneath the wave,
Fast by their native shore 1

"'Eight hundred of the brave,
Whose courage well was tried,
Had made the vessel heel,
And laid her on her side.

"'A land breeze shook the shrouds,
And she was overset;
Down went the Royal George,
With all her crew complete.

'"Toll for the brave 1
Brave Kempenfeldt is gone;
His last sea-fight is fought:
His work of glory done.

*' It was not in the battle;
No tempest gave the shock;
She sprang no fatal leak;
She ran upon no rock.

"'His sword was in its sheath
His fingers held the pen,
When Kempenfeldt went down,
With twice four hundred men
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"'Weigh the vessel up.
Once dreaded by our foes I
And mingle with our cup
The tear that England owes.

Her timbers yet are sound,
And she may float again,
Full charged with England's thunder,
And plough the distant main.

But Kempenfeldt is gone,
His victories are o'er;
And he and his eight hundred
Shall plough the main no more I"

MRs. WILTON. I fear we are prolonging this
evening's discussion beyond the customary bounds;
but I should not be satisfied to quit the Channel
without a peep at rocky Eddystone."
GEORGE. Mamma is very anxious to see the
Lighthouse, and so am I. It appears to me a most
wonderful building, standing as it does, surrounded
by foaming waves, and in constant danger from
winds and storms. Who knows anything about
EMMA. "I do! the Eddystone Lighthouse is
built on a rock in the Channel, about fifteen miles
south-south-west from the citadel of Plymouth. It
is, as George remarked, exposed to winds and waves,
for the heavy swells from the Bay of Biscay and
the Atlantic Ocean send the waves breaking over
the rock with prodigious fury. The first Light-
house erected on, these rocks was the work of a gen-
tleman named Winstanley; it stood four years, when


he was so confident of its stability that he determin-
ed to encounter a storm in the building himself. He
paid for his temerity with his life, and found how
vain it was to build houses of brick and stone to re-
sist the mighty waters, which can only be controlled
by the power of the most high God. Three years
afterwards another Lighthouse was built, which sus-
tained the attacks of the sea for the space of forty-
six years, but, strangely enough, was destroyed by
fire in August, 1755. The fire broke out in the
lantern, and burning downwards, drove the men,
who in vain attempted to extinguish it, from cham-
ber to chamber ; until at last, to avoid the fallingof
the timber, and the red hot bolts, they took refuge
in a cave on the east side of the rock, where they
were found at low water in a state little short of
stupefaction, and conveyed to Plymouth. The pres-
ent Lighthouse was erected by Mr. Smeaton on an
improved plan: no expense was spared to render it
durable and ornamental ; the last stone was placed
on the 25th of August, 1759, and the first night the
light was exhibited a very great storm happened,
which actually shook the building; but it stood,-
and it still stands,--a glorious monument of human
enterprise, perseverance, and skill."
GRANDY. We have done so much to-night, and
have been so much interested, that I may venture
to offer an apology for not having prepared my por-
tion. It is now time for supper; and I think you
have heard as much to-night as you can well re-
member. Shall I ring, the bell, my dear ?" Mrs.
Wilton replied in the affirmative, and John quickly

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appeared with the tray. Some nice baked apples
soon smoked on the table, with cakes of Grandy's
own making, intended expressly for the children,
and which gave universal satisfaction. The meet-
ing dispersed about half-past ten, and all felt the
wiser for their evening's amusement.



There lives and works
A soul in all things,-and that soul is God

FOR a few minutes we will quit the Research,"
and take a peep into Mr. Wilton's drawing-room
There is a bright, blazing fire; the crimson curtains
are closely drawn; pussy is curled up in a circle on
the soft rug; and Grandy, with her perpetual knit-
ting, is still in the old leather chair.
But where are all the others ?" I fancy I hear
my readers' inquiries. Look again. Who sits at
the table writing so busily, and every instant turn-
ing over the leaves of a large book? It is George.
Emma has gone with her papa and mamma to the
Colosseum; but George was obliged to remain a
prisoner at home, having been much inconvenienced
by a severe cold. He is now working diligently to
create a surprise for his sister on her return; and
anxiety to please her gives such impetus to his
exertions, that he accomplishes more than he even
ventured to anticipate.
Grandy perseveres in her knitting: she silently
commends her darling for his thoughtful affection,
and occasionally pauses to cast a glance of deep
earnest love, not unmixed with a degree of pride,


on the beaming countenance of her favorite grand-
George completes his task, and causes his work-
ing apparatus to vanish before ten o'clock; then,
twining his arms around the beloved grandmother's
neck, he quietly whispers all the secret in her ear,
and awaits her approval.
She suggests that he preserve it until the next
evening, and then astonish the assembly by reading
his extensive notes, the result of the last two hours'
George is delighted, and amuses himself with
imagining Emma's astonishment when he makes
his grand display; and, with his mind vigorously
engaged in picturing the pleasures of the surprise,
he retires to rest.
Our young friends, Emma and George, were too
sensible of the value of time to waste it in idleness
or trifling pursuits; consequently, whenever you
called at Mr. Wilton's, you might be sure to find
them occupied with some work, profitable either
to themselves or their fellow-creatures; and Mrs.
Wilton in her daily instructions had so combined
practice with theory, that her pupils almost uncon-
sciously imitated her in the paths of industry and
perseverance, no longer feeling (as heretofore) the
sad effects of procrastination; but whatsoever their
hands found to do, they did it with their might."
Continually engaged, with no cares to harass, no
troubles to distress them, their hours and days flew
on the wings of hope,-laden only with fond recol-
lections of the past, glowing with the bright realities




of the present, and wafting the perfume of a glorious
future crowned with the everlasting garlands of love,
joy, and peace.
There was not much time lost in arranging their
books and papers on the evening of this meeting;
but they were obliged to commence without waiting
Mr. Barraud's arrival, for the clock had struck seven,
and their business admitted of no delay.
They were soon seated. Which way are we to
get out of the British Channel ?" was the first ques-
MR. WILTON. There are two convenient ways
for us to sail out of the Channel: the one through
the Straits of Dover into the German Ocean; the
other past Land's End, Cornwall, into the wide
waters of the North Atlantic. We will take the
former direction, and anchor off Yarmouth while we
examine into the wonders connected with this divi-
sion of the mighty sea."
CHARLES. The German Ocean is the eastern
boundary of England, and many of our most beau-
tiful streams fall into its waters. I am not aware
of the existence of any islands in this ocean; and
the only fact I have to state concerning it is, that
here the French first tried their strength with the
English by sea. This happened in the reign of
King John, in the year 1213, and the account is as
follows:-' The French had previously obtained
possession of Normandy, and thereby become a
maritime power, which qualified them, as they
thought, to contend with the English: they in-
tended, therefore, to seize the first opportunity


of trying their skill; but the English were too
sharp for them, and came upon them when they
were least expected. Five hundred sail were de-
spatched by John to the relief of the Earl of Flan-
ders; and on approaching the port of Daunne, in
Flanders, they saw it crowded with an immense
forest of masts; upon which they sent out some
light shallops to reconnoitre, and bring tidings of
the enemy's condition. The report was, that the
ships had not hands to defend them, both soldiers
and sailors having gone on shore for plunder. Upon
this the English pressed forward and captured the
large ships without difficulty, while the smaller
ones they burnt after the crews had escaped. Hav-
ing thus mastered the ships outside the harbor, the
English advanced to attack those within it; and
here the full rage of battle commenced. The port
was so narrow, that numbers and skill were una-
vailing, while the dispersed French, perceiving the
tokens of conflict, came running from every quarter
to assist their party. The English upon this, after
grappling with the nearest ships, threw a number of
their forces on land; these arranging themselves on
both sides of the harbor, a furious battle commenced
on land and water at the same instant. In this
desperate nm lie the English were victorious: three
hundred prizes, laden with corn, wine, oil. and other
provisions were sent to England: one hundred
other ships, that could not be carried off, were de-
stroyed; and the French king, Philip II. surnamedd
Augustus), during the temporary retreat of the
English, perceiving the impossibility of saving the

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rest of his fleet in the event of a fresh attack, set it
on fire, that it might not fall into the enemy's
hands.' Thus the first great naval victory of the
English destroyed the first fleet that had been pos-
sessed by France."
GRAND. My opinions are no doubt at vari-
ance with the world ; but it does seem to me, that
many of these warfares by sea and land are the
most unjust, wanton sacrifice of life and property,
recorded in the annals of history. I know that
there are times and occasions when it is necessary
to do battle with foreign powers in self-defence, or
to relieve the oppressed and defenceless of other
nations; such was the glorious object of the battle
of the Nile: but many, many battles are fought with
ambition for their guiding star, and high hopes of
honor and reward in this life to urge on the com-
batants, while their zeal in the performance of the
work of destruction is dignified with the title of
' Patriotism.'
"We read continually of great victories; that,
related by Charles, is designated a 'great naval
victory,' and throughout, it breathes nothing but
cruelty and unwarranted oppression. It does not ap-
pear that the stratagems used to win a battle are ever
taken into consideration: it is evidently of no con-
sequence how it is won, so long as it is won; and
battles are more frequently decided by resorting to
means which are dishonorable, to say the least of
them, than by fair and open trials of strength.
The discomfiture of the French, in this instance,
was most assuredly owing to the cunning exercised

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by their enemies, and not, as stated, to their supe-
riority of skill or power: they were not permitted
to try either, but were attacked when unprepared,
mercilessly robbed, and slaughtered. And this was
a victory. A victory over people who were not
allowed the chance of defending themselves. 'Tis
true the French had been tyrannizing over the
people of Normandy; but a bad example ought to
be avoided, not imitated, as in this case. Retalia-
tion is no part of a Christian's duty, and was not
required at the hands of the English. What right
has any nation, deliberately, and for no other pur-
pose than gain, to invade the territories of another,
to burn their houses, to destroy their inhabitants,
and to plunder them of all their possessions? Is
this a fulfilling of the law ? Is this our duty to
our neighbor ? Surely not; and yet such are the
principal features in a great victory, from which the
conquerors return to be honored of all men-for
which bonfires blaze, guns are fired, cities are illu-
minated, and every voice is raised to shout victory!
victory! Such victories, my dear children, are
abominations in the sight of God. He bid us live
in love and charity with all men. His Son says,
'By this I know that ye are my disciples, because
ye have love one toward another;' and St. Paul
further desires us to 'love one another with pure
hearts, fervently;' adding, for love is the fulfilling
of the law.' Much more might be said on this
subject; but I will detain the meeting no longer
than merely to repeat a few verses from a poem of
Southey's, written on the battle of Blenheim;




which, as they coincide with my opinions, afford me
much satisfaction, because they testify that I do not
differ in sentiment from all mankind:-

"'With fire and sword the country round
Was wasted far and wide,
And many a childling mother then,
And new-born infant died.
But things like these, you know, must be
At every famous victory I

"'They say it was a shocking sight
After the field was won,
For many thousand bodies here,
Lay rotting in the sun.
But things like that, you know, must be
At every famous victory I

"' Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won,
And our good Prince Eugene."
"Why, 'twas a very wicked thing I"
Said little Wilhelmine.
"Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he,
It was a famous victory r'

"'And everybody praised the Duke,
Who such a fight did win."
"But what good came of it at last I"
Quoth Little Wilhelmine.
Why that I cannot tell," said he,
But 'twas a famous victory !" '

GEORGE. If I were an admiral, I would never
fight for gain, and I would not allow any of the
men under my command to be cruel to the poor
people in their power."
If you had the opportunity, my'son," said Mr.


Wilton, I fear that, like many others, you would
be unable to resist the temptation to show your
authority over the vanquished; for great and wise
men have often found themselves unequal to the
task of schooling their hearts, to listen to the dic-
tates of humanity, when surrounded by the turmoil
and excitement of a battle. But now, Charles, I
must set you right with respect to the islands, and
inform you that there are two well known islands
in the German Ocean,-the Isle of Thanet and
Sheppey Isle. I refer you to Mrs. Wilton for their
MRS. WILTON. The Isle of Thanet forms the
north-east angle of the county of Kent: from north
to south it is five miles, and rather more than ten
from east to west. It contains many beautiful water-
ing places,-Margate, Ramsgate, and Broadstairs
on the sea; St. Lawrence, Birchington, and St.
Peter's, inland. The whole of the district is in a
very high state of cultivation, and remarkable for
its fertility; the first market-garden in England
was planted in the Isle of Thanet. There is a little
place called Fishness, not far from Broadstairs,
which derived its name from the following circum-
stance:-' On the 9th of July, 1574, a monstrous
fish shot himself on shoe, where, for want of water,
he died the next day; before which time, his roar-
ing was heard above a mile: his length was twenty-
two yards, the nether jaw opening twelve feet; one
of his eyes was more than a cart and six horses
could draw; a man stood upright in the place from
whence his eye was taken; his tongue was fifteen



feet long; his liver two cart-loads; and a man
might creep into his nostrils.' All this, and a great
deal more, is asserted by Kilburne, in his Survey
of Kent;' and Stowe, in his Annals, under the same
date, in addition to the above, informs us, that this
' whale of the sea' came on shore under the cliff, at
six o'clock at night, 'where, for want of water beat-
ing himself on the sands, it died about the same
hour next morning.' "
CHARLES. The size and other particulars seem
probable enough, with the exception of the eye,
which certainly must be an exaggeration; one
such an eye would be large enough for any animal,
were he as monstrous as the wonderful Mammoth
of antediluvian days. Do not you think, madam,
that the account is a little preposterous ?"
MRS. WILTON. "I think it is very likely, my
dear, because there were so few persons to write
descriptions of these wonderful creatures, that those
who undertook the task were seldom content with
the bare truth, no matter how extraordinary, but
generally increased the astonishment of their read-
ers by almost incredible accounts, which they were
quite aware would never be contradicted. We live
in a more inquiring age, and do not so readily give
credence to all we hear, without ascertaining the
probabilities of such descriptions; and exaggerated
accounts are now merely regarded as travellers'
wonders,' and only partially believed.
"About seven miles south of the Isle of Thanet
lies Deal, and immediately opposite Deal is that
part of the sea called the Downs,' which has long


been a place of rendezvous for shipping, where as
many as 400 sail have been anchored at one time.
The southern boundary of the Downs is formed by
the Goodwin Sands, so often fatal to mariners.
They were, originally, an island belonging to Earl
Goodwin, when a sudden and mighty inundation
of the sea overwhelmed with light sand, 'where-
with,' as an old writer hath it, 'it not only remayn-
eth covered ever since, but is become withall a most
dreadful gulfe and shippe swallower.'
We will now bestow a little consideration on
Sheppey Isle."
GRANDY. "I should like you to be aware, be-
fore quitting this luxuriant Isle of Thanet, that it
was here the precious truths of the Gospel were
first set forth in England: it is supposed, on very
just grounds too, that the apostle Paul was the
preacher, who, in the middle of the first century,
spread the doctrines of Christianity far and wide;
and, from Rome, travelled to the isles of the far
west, in which is included this lovely little spot,
where he was received by the noble of the land.
Instead of being persecuted as at Rome, he was
eagerly followed, and the peaceful precepts he en-
deavored to inculcate were willingly obeyed.
After St. Paul, came Augustine, who, in 597,
landed in the Isle of Thanet, was welcomed by the
king of Kent, Ethelbert, then holding his court at
Canterbury. He, the second apostle, came to con-
vert the people who were again sunk into barba-
rism and idolatry; he came in the name of the Most
High, and his mission was successful. Ethelbert


at once appointed St. Augustine a suitable resi-
dence at Canterbury, and gave him every facility of
effecting his object, by permitting him to hold free
converse with his subjects. Thus you see Canter-
bury thence became the 'nursing mother' of reli-
gion throughout the land. The greatest ornament
in the Isle of Thanet is its church at Minster, built
on the site of a convent founded by the princess
Domneva, granddaughter of Ethelbald, king of
Kent. Now we will travel on to Sheppey."
MRS. WILTON. We shall not be detained there
long with my description. It is a little island ly-
ing north of Chatham, and separated from the Isle
of Grain by the river Medway. Both these isles
may be considered as situated at the mouth of the
Thames. The principal place in Sheppey is Sheer-
GEORGE. Now, dear mamma, I suppose we
have done with the German Ocean ?"
MaR. WILTON. So far as I am concerned, my
dear; but I have a notion that you are in posses-
sion of some wonderful story which will astonish
us all. Is it so, my boy? Those sparkling eyes
and flushed cheeks betray your secret. I am not
deceived. Permit me then to request, in the name
of the assembled members, that you will favor us
with the contents of the paper in your hand."
"Nay, dear mamma," said George; "your ex-
pectations are raised too high. My paper only con-
tains an account of a Yarmouth boatman; but it
interested me: and Yarmouth being a seaport on
the shores of the German Ocean, I thought it would


be an agreeable termination to this part of our voy-
age, and I took the trouble to put it into a moder-
ate compass for the occasion." George then un-
folded two or three sheets of closely written paper,
while he enjoyed the amazed looks of his sister;
and so pleased was he at her expressions of aston-
ishment, that he was unable to resist the impulse
of throwing his arms around her neck, and kissing
her affectionately. You are surprised, dear Em-
ma," said he; I only cared to please you when I
wrote it, but now I will try to please all." He
then, in a clear distinct tone of voice read the fol-
lowing :-

Narratibe of Srock ti)e Sttmmer ant
Yarmoutt) Boatman.

Amongst the sons of labor, there are none more
deserving of their hard earnings than that class of
persons, denominated Beachmen, on the shores of
this kingdom. To those unacquainted with mari-
time affairs, it may be as well to observe, that these
men are bred to the sea from their earliest infancy,
are employed in the summer months very frequently
as regular sailors or fishermen, and during the au-
tumn, winter, and spring, when gales are most fre-
quent on our coast, in going off in boats to vessels
in distress in all weathers, to the imminent risk of
their lives; fishing up lost anchors and cables, and
looking out for waifs (i. e. anything abandoned or
wrecked), which the winds and waves may have
cast in their way. In our seaports these persons
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are usually divided into companies, between whom
the greatest rivalry exists, in regard to the beauty
and swiftness of their boats, and their dexterity in
managing them: this too often leads to feats of the
greatest daring, which the widow and the orphan
have long to deplore. To one of these companies,
known by the name of Laytons,' whose rendezvous
and 'look-out' were close to Yarmouth jetty, Brock
belonged; and in pursuit of his calling, the follow-
ing event is recorded by an acquaintance of Brock's.
"About 1 P. M. on the 6th of October, 1835, a
vessel was observed at sea from this station with a
signal flying for a pilot, bearing east distant about
twelve miles: in a space of time incredible to those
who have not witnessed the launching of a large
boat on a like occasion, the yawl, Increase,' eigh-
teen tons burden, belonging to Laytons' gang, with
ten men and a London Branch pilot, was under
weigh, steering for the object of their enterprise.
About 4 o'clock she came up with the vessel, which
proved to be a Spanish brig, Paquette de Bilboa,
laden with a general cargo, and bound from Ham-
burg to Cadiz, leaky, and both pumps at work.
After a great deal of chaffering in regard to the
amount of salvage, and some little altercation with
part of the boat's crew as to which of them should
stay with the vessel, J. Layton, J. Woolsey, and
George Darling, boatmen, were finally chosen to
assist in pumping and piloting her into Yarmouth
harbor: the remainder of the crew of the yawl were.
then sent away. The brig at this time was about
five miles to the eastward of the Newarp Floating

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Light, off Winterton on the Norfolk coast, the wea-
ther looking squally. On passing the light in their
homeward course, a signal was made for them to
go alongside, and they were requested to take on
shore a sick man; and the poor fellow being com-
fortably placed upon some jackets and spare coats,
they again shoved off, and set all sail: they had a
fresh breeze from the W. S. W. 'There was little
better,' said Brock, than a pint of liquor in the
boat, which the Spaniard had given us, and the
bottle had passed once round, each man taking a
mouthful, till about half of it was consumed: we
all had a bit of biscuit each, and while we were
making our light meal, we talked of our earnings,
and calculated that by 10 o'clock we should be at
"'Without the slightest notice of its approach a
temfic squall from the northward took the yawl's
sails flat aback, and the ballast which we had train-
ed to windward, being thus suddenly changed to
leeward, she was upset in an instant.
"' Our crew and passenger were nine men-'twas
terrible to listen to the cries of the poor fellows, some
of whom could swim, and others who could not
Mixed with the hissing of the water and the howl-
ings of the storm, I heard shrieks for mercy, and
some that had no meaning but what arose from fear.
I struck out to get clear of the crowd, and in a few
minutes there was no noise, for most of the men had
sunk; and, on turning round, I saw the boat still
kept from going down by the wind having got un-
der the sails. I then swam back to her, and assist-


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