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Hawkesbury (Windsor & Richmond) · Shipwrecks & the sea
20 stories in Hawkesbury (Windsor & Richmond)'s papers
I AM not going to write a continuous story, or spin out an interminable yarn; neither am I going to invent a fiction, or devise a plot. What I have to say will be simple…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →"Will 'ou not come in and drink a drop o' cider." That settled it; even a glass of English (or Welsh) beer would have done it—but cider! it seemed to us like nectar, so…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →A boy's will is the wind's wind. And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts. "They're not worth it; you can take the lot if you like."…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →A boy's will is the wind's will. And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts. IF the eighteen months preceeding this short holiday had been a time of hardship…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →Perhaps no two lads ever had better times than Tom and I had on board the I—; we were both treated kindly, not only by Captain A— and his officers, but by all…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →While having tea, or supper, I necessary told these good people a little of my own affairs; that I had left a ship st Swansea that my home was near London and that I…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →Of course, I made some acquaintance—but never told any of them where I hung out[?] and frequently went on pleasure excursions to Clifton and [?] making my money spin…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →Well, the male told me we were going to lie here for daylight, so as to get the tail end of the tide to take us across the [?] All hands then turned in—not before, however,…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →All hands had a spell at the oars— passenger included—but to no purpose, the "Cambrian Packet" was hard and fast, and in a short time we could Walk all round her…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →I did not think long, but promptly made up my mind to go straight to the man I had snubbed; I remembered his face, it was a kind one, and publican or not, to him I would…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →"The sea! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round;…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →It is said that satlors are supposed to eat five or six pecks of dirl in an average life atsea, and if your boy who goes to sea for excitement—to see the world and a…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →He han served the major part of his time in a ship twice as big as ours, and everything he did was gnaged accordingly, if a [?] tack block had to be stropped, or a footrope…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →Then the skipper bawled out, and the young greaser re echoed the order in a squeal —which was harely heard in the confusion; but no response was made until both mates…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →The men bad turned to go [?] and though only a young fellow I couldn't resist having a shot at the skipper—although, in honest truth, I knew we hadn't a leg to…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →"Heigh, my hearts! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare! Take in the top sail. Tend to the master's whistle., Blow, till thou burst thy wind if room enough!"…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →At the time poor Jem fell—to the best of my belief, I was about to enter the cabin with a dish of something for tea, and when I heard the thud on the rail and the cry of…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →Anyhow, after a lot of trouble we got a rough carpenter to knock together a box, into which we put our dead ship-mate, and, after another half hour's running about, hired a…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →It was not, however, until we left the Gironde mid be[?]an to tumble about in the blue waters of Biscay—and there was an exceedingly heavy swell, I remember, when…
Continued on Trove, page 4 →From where we were moored in mid stream, to the large granary ashore from which our cargo was to he supplied, was some 300 yards, and at high water the "launches"…
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