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Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 1.4, chapter 1.6 (search)
cle, and the unholy fury of the Scotsman, I was in a fair way of being ground very fine. At this juncture, and while in an indifferent mood, Fate caused a little incident to occur which settled my course for me. I was sent to the packet-ship Windermere with a basket of provisions, and a note to Captain David Hardinge. While the great man read his note, I gazed admiringly at the rich furniture of the cabin, the gilded mirrors, and glittering cornices, and speculated as to the intrinsic value er, I must admit that, had circumstances been equal to his deserving, his nephew would never have been permitted to leave England with his consent; for, according to him, there was no place in all the world like England. On the third day the Windermere was warped out of dock, and then a steam-tug towed her out into mid-river. Shortly after, a tug brought the crew alongside. Sail was loosened, and our ship was drawn towards the ocean, and, as she headed for the sea, the sailors, with rousing
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 1.4, chapter 1.7 (search)
Chapter III at sea when the Windermere was deserted by the tug, and she rose and fell to the w This boy had already made one voyage on the Windermere, and, though he despised green-horns, among s the pride of the officers that, though the Windermere was not a Black-ball packet, she was big and booted the full-grown wretches on board the Windermere. The captain was too high and mighty to int When I confided to him that the crew of the Windermere were a very wicked set, he said the WindermeWindermere was Heaven compared to a Black-Ball packet-ship. I believe that he would have liked to see more s next made to regret ever having chosen the Windermere to escape from the miseries inseparable from On the fifty-second day from Liverpool, the Windermere anchored off one of the four mouths of the Memained of the crew that had brought the big Windermere across the sea to New Orleans. Though abo, who had been compelled to abscond from the Windermere the voyage before, recurred to me more than [1 more...]
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 1.4, chapter 1.8 (search)
Take it easy, little boss, don't kill yourself. Plenty of time. Leave something for to-morrow. Had the mates of the Windermere but looked in upon us, they might have learned that a happy crew had more work in them, than when driven by belaying-pi store for want of a little sewing or coopering — tasks which they felt it to be beneath them to do! Long before the Windermere had sailed back for Liver-pool with her cotton cargo, a great change had come over me. Up to my arrival in New Orleans,dly attached to associations, which made me weep on leaving St. Asaph, Ffynnon Beuno, Brynford, Liverpool, and even the Windermere, made me cling to my attic room in the house of Mrs. Williams. My increase of pay enabled me to secure a larger and mo to the hellish brutality of Americans at sea, the steward apparently having been as callous and cruel as Nelson of the Windermere ; and, no sooner had his ship touched the pier, than the boy fled, as from a fury. Scarcely anything could have been b
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 1.4, chapter 1.10 (search)
ong this toil would have retained its sportive aspect for me I know not, but I owed it to the overseer that I ceased to love it. He was a compound of a Legree The cruel slave-driver, in Uncle Tom's Cabin, comparable with Nelson, bully of the Windermere. and Nelson, with an admixture of mannerism peculiarly his own. It was his duty to oversee all the gangs, the hoers, wood-cutters, fire-attendants, log-rollers, and toters. When he approached the gang with which I worked, the men became subdrived of the liberty of leaving. From the moment that I fully realised this fact, everything bore a different aspect to what it had before. I was a strange boy in a strange land, in the same condition of friendlessness as when I fled from the Windermere. I had prepared myself to convince my father that the valley of the Arkansas was not a fit place to live in. My staring bones and hollow eyes should speak for me, and we would try the Washita Valley, or ascend the Arkansas, towards Little Rock
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 1.4, chapter 1.11 (search)
pitated me into a veritable furnace, from which my mind would have quickly recoiled, had I but known what the process of hardening was to be. Just as the fine edge of boyish sensitiveness was blunted, somewhat, by the daring blasphemy of the Windermere officers, so modesty and tenderness were to be shocked, by intercourse with men who cast off sweet manners with their civilian clothes, and abandoned themselves to the rude style of military life. A host of influences were at work sapping moraon to lament having sacrificed their independence, for our brigade-commander, and regimental officers, were eaten up with military zeal, and were resolved upon training us to the perfection of soldierly efficiency, and, like Bully Waters of the Windermere, seemed to think that it was incumbent on them to get the full value of our keep and pay out of us. They clung to the antiquated notion that soldiers were appointed as much to drudge for their personal service as for the purposes of war. Beside
Henry Morton Stanley, Dorothy Stanley, The Autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, part 2.13, Index (search)
illiam, 473. Hardinge, Captain, David, 67. Harman, Rev. Dr., 246. Harry, boy on board the Windermere, 70-72, 78, 79, 82-84. Hawthorn, Colonel A. T., 168. Healy, Tim, 475, 477. Heaton, Dick (apier, Sir, Robert, 229. National School at Brynford, 44, 47-51. Nelson, mate on board the Windermere, 70, 75, 76, 80. Nelson, Captain, 354, 383, 387, 390. New Orleans, Stanley's life at, 81-1; employed at a butcher's, 65; ships as cabin-boy, 67; sails for New Orleans, 68; on board the Windermere, 69-81. Arrival at New Orleans, 81; first night in New Orleans, 82-84; leaves the WindermerWindermere, 84, 85; seeks work in New Orleans, 86-89; first meeting. with Mr. Stanley the elder, 87-90; taken on trial, 89; in his new position, 90-93; permanently engaged, 93; his new feeling of independence, 515. Welsh language, Stanley's views of, 430. Wilkes, W. H., 206. Williams, Mrs., 92. Windermere, the, 67-81. Winter, Mr. and Mrs., 60, 61. Winton, Sir Francis de, 338, 419. Wolseley