no knowledge of any near land. The one thing to do was to run for
more clement
climate, which we
accordingly did,
setting our small
sail and steering quartering before the fresh wind to the north-
east.
The food problem was simple
arithmetic. We did not count Aaron
Northrup, for we knew he would soon be gone. At a pound per day,
our five hundred pounds would last us twenty-five days; at half a
pound, it would last fifty. So half a pound had it. I divided and
issued the meat under the captain's eyes, and managed it fairly
enough, God knows, although some of the men grumbled from the first.
Also, from time to time I made fair division among the men of the
plug
tobacco I had stowed in my many pockets--a thing which I could
not but regret, especially when I knew it was being wasted on this
man and that who I was certain could not live a day more, or, at
best, two days or three.
For we began to die soon in the open boat. Not to
starvation but to
the killing cold and
exposure were those earlier deaths due. It was
a matter of the survival of the toughest and the luckiest. I was
tough by
constitution, and lucky
inasmuch as I was warmly clad and
had not broken my leg like Aaron Northrup. Even so, so strong was
he that,
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frozen, he was days
in passing. Vance Hathaway was the first. We found him in the gray
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frozen stiff. The boy, Lish
Dickery, was the second to go. The other boy, Benny Hardwater,
lasted ten or a dozen days.
So bitter was it in the boat that our water and beer froze solid,
and it was a difficult task
justly to apportion the pieces I broke
off with Northrup's claspknife. These pieces we put in our mouths
and sucked till they melted. Also, on occasion of snow-squalls, we
had all the snow we desired. All of which was not good for us,
causing a fever of inflammation to attack our mouths so that the
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continually dry and burning. And there was no
allaying a
thirst so generated. To suck more ice or snow was merely
to
aggravate the inflammation. More than anything else, I think it
was this that caused the death of Lish Dickery. He was out of his
head and raving for twenty-four hours before he died. He died
babbling for water, and yet he did not die for need of water. I
resisted as much as possible the
temptation to suck ice, contenting
myself with a shred of
tobacco in my cheek, and made out with fair
comfort.
We stripped all clothing from our dead. Stark they came into the
world, and stark they passed out over the side of the longboat and
down into the dark freezing ocean. Lots were cast for the clothes.
This was by Captain Nicholl's command, in order to prevent
quarrelling.
It was no time for the follies of
sentiment. There was not one of
us who did not know secret
satisfaction at the
occurrence of each
death. Luckiest of all was Israel Stickney in casting lots, so that
in the end, when he passed, he was a
veritable treasure trove of
clothing. It gave a new lease of life to the survivors.
We continued to run to the north-east before the fresh westerlies,
but our quest for warmer weather seemed vain. Ever the spray froze
in the bottom of the boat, and I still chipped beer and drinking
water with Northrup's knife. My own knife I reserved. It was of
good steel, with a keen edge and stoutly fashioned, and I did not
care to peril it in such manner.
By the time half our company was
overboard, the boat had a
reasonably high freeboard and was less ticklish to handle in the
gusts. Likewise there was more room for a man to stretch out
comfortably.
A source of
continual grumbling was the food. The captain, the
mate, the
surgeon, and myself, talking it over,
resolved not to
increase the daily whack of half a pound of meat. The six sailors,
for whom Tobias Snow made himself
spokesman, contended that the
death of half of us was
equivalent to a doubling of our
provisioning, and that
therefore the
ration should be increased to a
pound. In reply, we of the afterguard
pointed out that it was our
chance for life that was doubled did we but bear with the half-pound
ration.
It is true that eight ounces of salt meat did not go far in enabling
us to live and to
resist the
severe cold. We were quite weak, and,
because of our
weakness, we frosted easily. Noses and cheeks were