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Scarcely
were
we
out
of
sight
of
land
before
we
were
overtaken
by
a
violent
storm
.
The
brig
rolled
and
plunged
until
we
feared
she
would
go
down
.
Some
were
sea-sick
,
others
on
their
knees
praying
,
while
some
were
fast
holding
to
each
other
,
paralyzed
with
fear
.
The
sea-sickness
rendered
the
place
of
our
confinement
loathsome
and
disgusting
.
It
would
have
been
a
happy
thing
for
most
of
us
--
it
would
have
saved
the
agony
of
many
hundred
lashes
,
and
miserable
deaths
at
last
--
had
the
compassionate
sea
snatched
us
that
day
from
the
clutches
of
remorseless
men
.
The
thought
of
Randall
and
little
Emmy
sinking
down
among
the
monsters
of
the
deep
,
is
a
more
pleasant
contemplation
than
to
think
of
them
as
they
are
now
,
perhaps
,
dragging
out
lives
of
unrequited
toil
.
When
in
sight
of
the
Bahama
Banks
,
at
a
place
called
Old
Point
Compass
,
or
the
Hole
in
the
Wall
,
we
were
becalmed
three
days
.
There
was
scarcely
a
breath
of
air
.
The
waters
of
the
gulf
presented
a
singularly
white
appearance
,
like
lime
water
.
In
the
order
of
events
,
I
come
now
to
the
relation
of
an
occurrence
,
which
I
never
call
to
mind
but
with
sensations
of
regret
.
I
thank
God
,
who
has
since
permitted
me
to
escape
from
the
thralldom
of
slavery
,
that
through
his
merciful
interposition
I
was
prevented
from
imbruing
my
hands
in
the
blood
of
his
creatures
.
Let
not
those
who
have
never
been
placed
in
like
circumstances
,
judge
me
harshly
.
Until
they
have
been
chained
and
beaten
--
until
they
find
themselves
in
the
situation
I
was
,
borne
away
from
home
and
family
towards
a
land
of
bondage
--
let
them
refrain
from
saying
what
they
would
not
do
for
liberty
.
How
far
I
should
have
been
justified
in
the
sight
of
God
and
man
,
it
is
unnecessary
now
to
speculate
upon
.
It
is
enough
to
say
that
I
am
able
to
congratulate
myself
upon
the
harmless
termination
of
an
affair
which
threatened
,
for
a
time
,
to
be
attended
with
serious
results
.
Towards
evening
,
on
the
first
day
of
the
calm
,
Arthur
and
myself
were
in
the
bow
of
the
vessel
,
seated
on
the
windlass
.
We
were
conversing
together
of
the
probable
destiny
that
awaited
us
,
and
mourning
together
over
our
misfortunes
.
Arthur
said
,
and
I
agreed
with
him
,
that
death
was
far
less
terrible
than
the
living
prospect
that
was
before
us
.
For
a
long
time
we
talked
of
our
children
,
our
past
lives
,
and
of
the
probabilities
of
escape
.
Obtaining
possession
of
the
brig
was
suggested
by
one
of
us
.
We
discussed
the
possibility
of
our
being
able
,
in
such
an
event
,
to
make
our
way
to
the
harbor
of
New-York
.
I
knew
little
of
the
compass
;
but
the
idea
of
risking
the
experiment
was
eagerly
entertained
.
The
chances
,
for
and
against
us
,
in
an
encounter
with
the
crew
,
was
canvassed
.
Who
could
be
relied
upon
,
and
who
could
not
,
the
proper
time
and
manner
of
the
attack
,
were
all
talked
over
and
over
again
.
From
the
moment
the
plot
suggested
itself
I
began
to
hope
.
I
revolved
it
constantly
in
my
mind
.
As
difficulty
after
difficulty
arose
,
some
ready
conceit
was
at
hand
,
demonstrating
how
it
could
be
overcome
.
While
others
slept
,
Arthur
and
I
were
maturing
our
plans
.
At
length
,
with
much
caution
,
Robert
was
gradually
made
acquainted
with
our
intentions
.
He
approved
of
them
at
once
,
and
entered
into
the
conspiracy
with
a
zealous
spirit
.
There
was
not
another
slave
we
dared
to
trust
.
Brought
up
in
fear
and
ignorance
as
they
are
,
it
can
scarcely
be
conceived
how
servilely
they
will
cringe
before
a
white
man
's
look
.
It
was
not
safe
to
deposit
so
bold
a
secret
with
any
of
them
,
and
finally
we
three
resolved
to
take
upon
ourselves
alone
the
fearful
responsibility
of
the
attempt
.
At
night
,
as
has
been
said
,
we
were
driven
into
the
hold
,
and
the
hatch
barred
down
.
How
to
reach
the
deck
was
the
first
difficulty
that
presented
itself
.
On
the
bow
of
the
brig
,
however
,
I
had
observed
the
small
boat
lying
bottom
upwards
.
It
occurred
to
me
that
by
secreting
ourselves
underneath
it
,
we
would
not
be
missed
from
the
crowd
,
as
they
were
hurried
down
into
the
hold
at
night
.
I
was
selected
to
make
the
experiment
,
in
order
to
satisfy
ourselves
of
its
feasibility
.
The
next
evening
,
accordingly
,
after
supper
,
watching
my
opportunity
,
I
hastily
concealed
myself
beneath
it
.
Lying
close
upon
the
deck
,
I
could
see
what
was
going
on
around
me
,
while
wholly
unperceived
myself
.
In
the
morning
,
as
they
came
up
,
I
slipped
from
my
hiding
place
without
being
observed
.
The
result
was
entirely
satisfactory
.
The
captain
and
mate
slept
in
the
cabin
of
the
former
.
From
Robert
,
who
had
frequent
occasion
,
in
his
capacity
of
waiter
,
to
make
observations
in
that
quarter
,
we
ascertained
the
exact
position
of
their
respective
berths
.
He
further
informed
us
that
there
were
always
two
pistols
and
a
cutlass
lying
on
the
table
.
The
crew
's
cook
slept
in
the
cook
galley
on
deck
,
a
sort
of
vehicle
on
wheels
,
that
could
be
moved
about
as
convenience
required
,
while
the
sailors
,
numbering
only
six
,
either
slept
in
the
forecastle
,
or
in
hammocks
swung
among
the
rigging
.
Finally
our
arrangements
were
all
completed
.
Arthur
and
I
were
to
steal
silently
to
the
captain
's
cabin
,
seize
the
pistols
and
cutlass
,
and
as
quickly
as
possible
despatch
him
and
the
mate
.
Robert
,
with
a
club
,
was
to
stand
by
the
door
leading
from
the
deck
down
into
the
cabin
,
and
,
in
case
of
necessity
,
beat
back
the
sailors
,
until
we
could
hurry
to
his
assistance
.
We
were
to
proceed
then
as
circumstances
might
require
.
Should
the
attack
be
so
sudden
and
successful
as
to
prevent
resistance
,
the
hatch
was
to
remain
barred
down
;
otherwise
the
slaves
were
to
be
called
up
,
and
in
the
crowd
,
and
hurry
,
and
confusion
of
the
time
,
we
resolved
to
regain
our
liberty
or
lose
our
lives
.
I
was
then
to
assume
the
unaccustomed
place
of
pilot
,
and
,
steering
northward
,
we
trusted
that
some
lucky
wind
might
bear
us
to
the
soil
of
freedom
.
