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shifted to the northward and came off in strong puffs. Porpoises
to the amount of some scores at a time, some of
them within 7 or 8 yards of the vessel by their unwieldy
gambols had prognosticated the storm. Having been buffeted
for an hour or two in our endeavours to reach the
island we at least gave up the attempt, out the ship
about, and ran back for our lives into the nearest port which
proved to be that from which I date. We had all the ingredients
of a storm, thunder lightening and hard rain.
The temperature from moderate became bitter cold: the
deck was all in a puddle: the poor unshelter'd Turks
were wet to the skins. The Captain was frighten'd out of his wits,
his awkward sleeveless crew were pulling and hawling
some this way some that way all confusion. The experienced amongst us pronounced our condition dangerous.
The rolling made me squeamish. I crawled to my hole
in search of sleep, my usual remedy</del. recipe</add. against sickness:
but the extreme cold which pinched my feet allow'd
me but a small portion of this pleasant remedy. At
7 the ship anchored and then our company assembled
in our great cabbin and took a cheerful dish of tea.
On Tuesday the 15th, the first object that saluted my eyes
afater I had crawled out of my hole was a Turkish
Caic wrecked upon a rock within a few score yards
of us. It seems she had been our consort for a little
while, and led the way at the entrance onto the bay.
A <add> very narrow ledge of rocks projected to a considerable distance
from the shore. She perceived the danger time
enough to warn us, though not to escape it herself.
The crew are saved; but the vessel and a great part of
the cargo will probably be lost. The shore is strew'd
with bullocks skins filled with oil, which at a little
distance we took for dead fish.
Wednesday 16th After breakfast Mr Henderson, Mr Griffiths and myself, attended by the Interpreter, went ashore
to look about us and recruit our stock of provisions
which as to every thing but biscuits and a
little fruit was pretty well expended. We got some
goats flesh just killed, some mutton and some
fine onions and some eggs with a few bottles of tolerable
red wine at about 7 farthings a bottle, but our
Turkish competitors had reduced our portion of the meat to a small
pittance. Our motions being necessarily governed by the
destination of the boat, we returned aboard to dinner.
Besides a few Caicks <add> that were moored close to the shore along with us </add. we had observed from the first a
Frank ship at anchor a little farther out. We heard
different accounts of her: some said she was a Venetian
others a Greek under Russian colours. Some of the company
had started the idea of paying her a visit in
order to pick up intelligence, and in particular to inquire
whether she was bound for the Black Sea. I came
into it immediately. On our return from shore I summoned
the rest of the company, I mean the male part
of it to carry the idea into execution. Mr H declined
it.
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Jeremy Bentham |
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