TEXTS : 1831 EDITION : VOL. I
Letter III
To Mrs. SAVILLE, England.
July 7th, 17--.
- MY DEAR SISTER,
I WRITE a few lines in haste, to say that I am
safe, and well
advanced on my voyage. This letter will reach
England by a merchantman now on its homeward voyage
from Archangel; more fortunate than I, who may not
see my native land, perhaps, for many years. I am,
however, in good spirits: my men
are bold, and apparently firm of purpose; nor do
the floating sheets of ice that continually pass us,
indicating the dangers of the region towards which we
are advancing, appear to dismay them. We have already
reached a very high latitude; but it is the height of
summer, and although not so warm as in England, the
southern gales, which blow us speedily towards
those
shores which I so ardently desire to attain,
breathe a degree of renovating warmth which I had not
expected.
-
No incidents have hitherto befallen us that
would make a figure in a letter. One or two stiff
gales, and the springing of a leak, are accidents
which experienced navigators scarcely remember to
record; and I shall be well content if nothing
worse happen to us during our voyage.
-
Adieu, my dear Margaret. Be assured, that for my
own sake, as well as yours, I will not rashly
encounter danger. I will be cool, persevering, and
prudent.
-
But success shall crown my endeavours.
Wherefore not? Thus far I have gone, tracing a
secure way over the pathless seas: the very stars
themselves being witnesses and testimonies of my
triumph. Why not still proceed over the untamed yet
obedient element? What can stop the determined
heart and resolved will of man?
-
My swelling heart involuntarily pours itself out
thus. But I must finish. Heaven bless my beloved
sister!
Your affectionate brother,
R. W.
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