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Glass, and I had even intended to remain at Tristan d’Acunha for some weeks. But I have had to relinquish that project.” “I am sorry to hear it, sir. We should have been happy to offer you hospitality while awaiting the arrival of another ship.” “Such hospitality would have been most valuable to me,” I replied, “but unfortunately I cannot avail myself of it.”
I did not think proper to add that Glass had been much surprised at Captain Guy’s abstaining from visiting him, as, in his absurd vanity, he held the commander of the Halbrane bound to do, nor that he did not consider the Governor of Tristan d’Acunha bound to take the initiative. “I wish to ask you, Mr.
He began by saying: “I have not yet had the pleasure of a chat with you, Mr. Jeorling, since our departure from Tristan d’Acunha!” “To my regret, captain,” I replied, but with reserve, for I wanted him to make the running. “I beg you to excuse me,” he resumed, “I have so many things to occupy me and make me anxious.
It was plain that the Governor was profoundly mortified, but no doubt he consoled himself by the prospect of selling his goods at twenty-five per cent above their value. One thing was certain: Captain Len Guy had no intention of coming ashore. This was the more singular, inasmuch as he could not be unaware that the Jane had put in at Tristan d’Acunha before proceeding to the southern seas.
This, then, was the reason why Captain Len Guy refused to take passengers on board his ship, and why he had told me that his routes never were certain; he was always hoping that an opportunity for venturing into the sea of ice might arise. Who could tell indeed, whether he would not have sailed for the south at once without putting in at Tristan d’Acunha, if he had not wanted water?
“Yes, in the fine season, if indeed we can be said to have any other in these latitudes.” “I congratulate you, Mr. Glass. But it is to be regretted that Tristan d’Acunha has not a single port. If you possessed a landing-stage, now?” “For what purpose, sir, when nature has provided us with such a bay as this, where there is shelter from gales, and it is easy to lie snug right up against the rocks?
My intention was to take my passage on board the Halbrane so soon as she should come to her moorings in Christmas Harbour. After a rest of six or seven days, she would set sail again for Tristan d’Acunha, where she was to discharge her cargo of tin and copper. I meant to stay in the island for a few weeks of the fine season, and from thence set out for Connecticut.
“Precisely. William Guy.” “Who commanded the Jane?” “The Jane? Yes. The same man.” “An English schooner which put in at Tristan d’Acunha eleven years ago?” “Eleven years, Mr. Jeorling. I had been settled in the island where Captain Jeffrey, of the Berwick, of London, found me in the year 1824, for full seven years. I perfectly recall this William Guy, as if he were before me.
During the morning we left behind us in succession Elephant Bay, Hardy Rock, West Point, Cotton Bay, and Daly’s Promontory; but it took the entire day to lose sight of the volcano of Tristan d’Acunha, which is eight thousand feet high; its snow-clad bulk was at last veiled by the shades of evening.
The American “lion” is only a small species of pumas and not formidable enough to terrify a Nantucket youth. The navigation of the Halbrane went on prosperously with the help of the sea and the wind. In fifteen days, if this state of things lasted, she might reach Tristan d’Acunha.
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