The Bushman — Life in a New Country by Edward Wilson Landor
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and then rose from the water along the shore. It was caused by
myriads of little fish rushing into shoal water to escape from some pressing foe. There are some minds that draw pleasure from things which in no degree affect others; to such, this was one of those seasons of tranquil happiness that leave no regrets behind. The consciousness of independence -- the pleasant nature of our duties -- the cheerful aspect of all around -- the flattering whispers of Hope, though false as usual -- all helped to form for the mental eye a picture which it loved to look upon. And now we were busied in loading our boat. What pride we felt! no shame at being seen performing manual labour; but pride, and pleasure, and exultation. We had always been fond of boating, and now that it was about to be an useful employment, it seemed additionally agreeable. And what a noble scene for this our first adventurous voyage, upon that broad river or rather arm of the sea! We had found out the secret of human happiness, long hidden from us -- business had become our pleasure. I was to be the captain, and my youngest brother and Simon composed the crew. The boat was not loaded until late in the afternoon, and our departure was therefore postponed until the sea-breeze should set in on the following day. Still, we could not resist the delight of making an experimental trip, and so the sprit-sail and jib were set, and we shoved off into the tide-way. A whale-boat goes very fast before the wind, but will not beat, nor will she go about well without using an oar; she is not, therefore the craft best adapted for nautical evolutions, but we were too happy to find much fault |
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